Heath (Wild Boys After Dark, #2)(24)

He slid his fingers inside her, and her head tipped back. “Yes.”

He carried her across the floor toward the bed.

“I had such a nice date planned.” He kissed her again, all the while driving her crazy with his fingers, teasing, taunting, making her insides swell with need.

“Later,” she whispered.

He lowered her down to the bed on her back, and she slid to the edge and reached for the button of his pants as he loosened his tie and took off his shirt.

“Keep your tie,” she said as she fumbled with his button and zipper, then yanked down his slacks and briefs, freeing his eager erection.

She looked up as she wrapped her fingers around his hard length.

“I should text you more often,” he teased.

She dragged her tongue from base to tip, and he sucked in air between gritted teeth, fisting his hands in her hair as she took him in her mouth. She cradled his balls with one hand while stroking him with the other, sucking and licking until he was breathing hard, guiding her efforts with not-so gentle tugs of her hair that heightened her arousal.

“Lie down on your back,” she said as she wiggled out of her clothes.

Ally had never seen anything as appealing as Heath Wild lying naked on her bed, stroking his erection while watching her strip.

She grabbed his tie from where he’d set it on the bedside table and straddled him.

His eyes narrowed. “Ally?”

She lifted his hand and sucked his fingers into her mouth. Her taste still lingered on his skin. She knew that would turn him on and distract him from what she wanted to do.

“Christ, Ally,” he whispered as she began wrapping the silk around his thick wrist.

She felt his muscles tense.

“Ally.” A warning.

“What?”

“I’ve never been on this end of things.”

That stopped her cold—and excited the hell out of her. She leaned over him and traced his lips with her tongue.

“Then I’ll be your first. I like that.”

“Ally. I don’t know.” His chest heaved beneath her with each heavy breath.

“Don’t you trust me?”

“Explicitly.” Truth rang in his voice and in his eyes.

She pressed her lips to his. “Then let me explore. If you hate it, I’ll stop.”

One quick nod was all the approval she needed. She bound his wrists and tied the ends to the decorative white iron slats on her headboard, and then she pressed her hands to his chest and followed her fingers over his pecs with her mouth. She flicked his nipples with her tongue, teasing them into hard peaks, then lowered her mouth over one, sucking gently as his hips rose off the bed.

“Holly f*ck. You’re…Ally.”

She lifted her eyes, still teasing his nipple.

“Fuck. Fuck, Ally.”

She smiled around her tongue, then traveled lower, tasting every inch of his incredible abdominal muscles, to the rounded arch of his thigh. She sucked the inside of one powerful thigh as she stroked his cock. Then she blew over the wet spot and nudged his legs open wider with her knees.

“Ally,” he whispered in one heated breath.

She licked his balls, feeling them tighten against her tongue, then licked the glistening slit at the tip of his arousal.

“Ally,” he whispered. “Christ, Ally.” His eyes opened and blazed through her. “Suck me, baby.”

Hearing those words from his mouth made her wetter. She moved up the bed, ravishing his mouth as her nimble fingers quickly untied his bindings. He growled into her mouth as he sat up and tried to move her beneath him.

“No. I’m not done.” She loved seeing him reclining in her bed, with all his glorious planes of flesh and muscle taut and ready for her. She loved the control of being on top and the empowering feeling of knowing he’d been bound. She wasn’t ready to relinquish control just yet.

She licked her palm.

“Fuck,” he whispered as she stroked his erection. “Fuck. Ally, you’re going to make me come.”

“When I’m ready I will,” she teased, and turned around on her hands and knees.

She straddled his chest and lowered her mouth over his cock as he gripped her hips and lowered her wetness to his mouth. His talented tongue moved in and out, over and around her swollen, needy flesh as she stroked and sucked his hard length. He slid his fingers inside her, and she arched back with a sigh.

“Oh my, that feels good.” She closed her eyes, reveling in the feel of his fingers f*cking her while his tongue stroked her clit.

“Suck me,” he said. Then his mouth returned to her with renewed energy.

“Heath. Don’t stop.”

She swallowed him deep and sucked hard as his fingers drove in and out of her. She quickened her efforts as her climax built. Her focus ebbed and flowed as waves of desire surged through her. Their bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat. The sounds of skin against skin and moans filled the air. Her legs tingled and her belly grew hot as lust coiled deep inside her. Just as her muscles tightened around his fingers, she felt his cock swell in her hands, and he came in hot, salty spurts down her throat as her own intense orgasm tore through her. She continued sucking, swallowing all he had to give as her muscles contracted and ripples of ecstasy rolled through her.

He gathered her trembling, weak body in his arms and kissed her with warmth and tenderness. Neither of them flinched at the taste of themselves on the other’s mouth. None of that mattered. Ally was lost in the sensual aftermath of their lovemaking.