The Resurrection of Aubrey Miller(41)

His head dips as he barely touches his lips to mine. “Lost enough?”
My eyes fall to his mouth and I shake my head.
“Hmmm…” he hums. “How about this?”
He lowers his chest so that it rests flush against mine and draws his tongue slowly across my lips. They part for him and he delves in deeply, drowning me in the taste that I crave. After one sweep, he pulls back with a smug grin on his face. “Enough?”
“More,” I state. Lifting my hands, I thread them through his hair and tug him back down. He smiles against my lips, then obliges. My hungry moans fill the air as he repositions his body snug between my perched legs.
Breaking the kiss, his elbows press into the bed as he brushes his fingers through my hair. Tenderly, he gazes down at me. “More?”
I barely nod, lost in need as he dips his head. His hair tickles my jaw and his warm lips part, nibbling and lapping my neck as he makes his way down to the hollow. My back arches when his teeth nick my collar bone, searching for some sort of release from his torment.
With excruciating precision, he drags the weight of his body down mine, causing my nipples to tighten with the movement. His fingers dance underneath the hem of my shirt before flipping it up and rolling it over, and my skin quivers with his touch. I release a gasp as the warmth of his tongue trails across my lower stomach, leaving a burning sensation in the undiscovered territory. He ends the torture with a gentle kiss before he lifts his body.
“Lost yet?”
“Not quite,” I remark. My gruff voice is almost unrecognizable.
He chuckles and presses his fingers inside the hem of my pants, pulling them off in one swift movement. Sitting back on the heels of his feet, he smiles. “I didn’t think so.”
Leaning forward, he splays his fingers and spreads my legs with a feather light touch. Goose bumps run wildly all over my body and a breath hitches in my throat. Kaeleb pauses briefly as his eyes catch sight of my new black lace panties. Raking his teeth across his bottom lip, he tears his gaze away to meet my stare.
My lids are heavy with desire, but my heart is racing with anxiety.
We’ve never been this far before, and I’ve sure as hell never let anyone touch the most intimate part of my body. I begin to feel self-conscious and draw my legs shut, but they’re met with the resistance of Kaeleb’s body, his eyes full of understanding as he lowers on top of me. He hovers above me, and his heated breaths fan my mouth as he whispers, “We can stop if you want to, Bree. If you’re not comfortable. I want to make sure you’re ready before we take it any further.”
But looking into his eyes and feeling his soothing warmth on my skin, I know there’s nothing that I wouldn’t want to share with him.
I trust him with absolutely no reservation.
Nodding slightly, I bring my hand to his face and the place the tips of my fingers over his soft lips. “There’s nothing I want more. I need this, Kaeleb. I need you.”
A low growl escapes his throat as he brings his mouth to mine and our tongues tangle with a different hunger than ever before. His fingers curl under my tank and I lift myself, allowing him to pull it swiftly over my head. As soon as it disappears, I recline and shove my fingers into his hair, directing him to my throat. Warm lips find my neck and trail their way down to my breasts, which are propped up with the padding of my new black push-up bra. The feel of them elicits another moan from Kaeleb as he runs his tongue over the swells and then dips between. The heat from his touch along with his rapid breathing sends my hips up toward him.
My body grinds against his, the need for relief from the pressure building between my legs emboldening my movements. Cupping his hand around my left breast, he strokes my nipple with the pad of his thumb through the material and my neck extends as a groan passes through my lips. He hooks his finger over the top of my bra, pulling it down to free my breast. My back curves off the bed as he takes it into his mouth, flicking and teasing the nipple.
“Feel good?” he asks breathily.
“Mmm-hmm,” I moan, tugging his hair and directing him to the right side. His chest vibrates against my stomach as he performs the same painstaking ritual on my other breast. The feeling of pure ecstasy takes over my body as I continue grinding against his jeans. Releasing my hold on his hair, I run my fingertips over the tops of his shoulders, brushing the soft cotton covering his upper back. His muscles clench under my touch as he disengages his mouth and drags his parted lips slowly down the center of my body. As he inches closer, my thighs tremble with anticipation and my core throbs mercilessly for his touch. I shut my eyes when the moist heat from his mouth stops at the top of my panties. He pauses briefly and my body clenches with the need for his touch.
“God, Kaeleb,” I groan. “More. I need more.”
With no hesitation, Kaeleb hooks the strings of my panties and slowly slides them down my quivering legs, leaving me completely exposed. His fingers brush lightly against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs before parting my folds.
“Sunshine,” he says, scooting his body toward the end of my bed. “You need to get lost? You come to me. I’ll take you to places you never knew existed.”
My chest heaves as his warm breaths soon replace the cool air. I gasp loudly, only to suck in a breath when his tongue strokes the one area yearning to be touched. Yanking the pillow from underneath my head, I cover my face to stifle the uncontrollable sounds escaping me.
Warm lips surround my core as he takes me into his mouth and I can no longer control my voice. I moan into the pillow with each flick of his tongue and just when I think my body can’t take anymore, he dips his finger inside of me. The sensation of his stroking and lapping sends me over the edge. My stomach tightens and my body tenses as I explode with a scream. Waves of pleasure roll through my core and with each one his tender caresses grows softer.