He dipped down, licking and nipping his way to the edge of her negligee, catching the hem between his teeth. He growled playfully before using his teeth to lift it up, dropping it across her hips. Soft smooth skin greeted him, the inside edges glistening with her juice.
He groaned, running a finger through her slit. “Damn, Temperance. We’ve only just started and you’re soaking.”
She pushed up onto her elbows, brushing her lips across his ear. “I’ve been wet since we got here. And it hasn’t been due to the heat.”
His cock jerked against his pants. It was definitely time to lose them. He stood, thumbing the button before yanking the fabric down, not even bothering with the zipper. His shaft sprang free, bobbing in front of him as if leading him back to her.
Temperance raised a brow. “Since when do you go commando?”
“Since my lovely wife introduced me to the concept.” He sighed. “Wife. I like the sound of that.”
He pulled off his shirt, tossing it away as he climbed on the bed, tasting her lips before making his way south again, laving her nipples through the lace, biting at her skin as he moved lower, taking his place between her splayed thighs. Her rich, earthy scent clung to her skin, begging him to rub it all over him. He smiled at the thought, knowing he’d be able to smell her on him for the rest of his life, and he definitely loved the sound of that.
“So pretty, darling.” He moved his finger up and down her folds, spreading the warm, slick juice around her clit. “I love how soft your skin is, and how it flushes a soft pink shade when you’re eager for me…like you are now.”
“Judging by how hard you are, baby, I’m not the only one who’s eager.” She nodded at the head of the bed. “Bring that up here and we can both get some relief.”
He paused, considering her offer. While he wanted to feel her luscious lips glide over his cock, he knew the sensations would distract him from licking her into multiple orgasms.
“We’ve got all night, Avery. And all day tomorrow and the day and night after that. I think you’ll recover.”
“You are very persuasive. Very well, but don’t blame me when you get all of me and more.”
“I can’t wait.”
Avery crawled to the middle of the bed, lying on his back as he motioned to her with his arms. “Bring that sweet pussy over here.”
A deep blush hued her skin, but she rolled over, straddling his shoulders as she placed her elbows on either side of his hips. The pale skin of her ass gleamed in the mood lighting, and he knew he’d need to take her there again. But not tonight. Tonight was all about sharing the most intimate moments with her.
Temperance wiggled her hips then lowered her head, licking a heated path across his shaft. He gritted his teeth, knowing he should have licked her into a frenzy first, before reaching up and easing her silky lips apart. The small hood of her clitoris peeked at him, the tiny nub covered in her cream.
He hummed in anticipation, tracing his lips before raising his head slightly and tasting her flesh, reveling in her strangled moan. Her hips jerked forward, but he held her firm as he licked her again, running the tip of his tongue from her cleft to her clit. More cream greeted his return motion, and he stopped to thrust his tongue inside her.
She whispered his name, sealing her lips over the head of his cock and taking him deep to the back of her throat, repeating the action without stopping. The sensation of her swallowing caught him by surprise, and he clenched his jaw, stilling the sudden rush of fire swirling in his sac. Damn, half a dozen passes of her mouth and he was ready to unload.
She released him for a moment, her lips descending across his balls as she took them into her mouth, bathing his flesh with her heated tongue. He tried to focus on pleasing her, but every deep plunge of her mouth left him struggling just to breathe.
“Fuck, Temperance.”
He made a few more passes with his tongue, sucking her clit, when she scraped her teeth across the underside of his crown. The sharp sensation broke his control, and he pumped his hips, filling her mouth with his shaft as he clamped his fingers around her hips, anchoring her to him as he let himself go.
She moaned in pleasure, begging him to come in her mouth as she applied more pressure, holding him prisoner. He closed his eyes, feeling the rush of pleasure race down his spine and into his shaft, shooting down her throat as she locked him deep inside.
Streaks of white light flashed across his vision, slowly vanishing as he pried open his eyelids. Her body hovered inches above him, her obvious excitement lining her folds.
“Gall was right. You are a witch. And now it’s my turn.”
He attacked her clit, licking and sucking as he sank two fingers inside her, pumping her hard as he lapped up her juice. Her voice broke the silence, his name passing her lips with every panting breath. Her body tensed above him, her thighs squeezing his shoulders.
“Come for me, darling.”
He added another finger, scissoring them apart as he nipped her clit. The sharp sensation was all she needed. An unbridled cry lit the air as her hips tilted forward, grinding his mouth against her clit, as he took her deep, brushing the tips of his fingers across her G-spot. Her back bowed and she came, creaming his tongue as her channel contracted around his hand.
Avery kept licking, knowing the continued motion would prolong the sensation. She shivered again, pounding her fist on the bed before arching away, collapsing on her side next to him.
He smiled in smug satisfaction, twisting on the bed until his face brushed hers. She managed to open her eyes, the stunning blue stealing his breath. His shaft lengthened against his thighs at the sight, and he knew he wouldn’t rest until he’d loved her.
He brushed a few stray strands of hair out of her face. “Now that was an orgasm.”
She sighed, reaching one arm out to him. He shifted, positioning himself over her, loving the way her body accepted him, her sex granting him access. He held her gaze as he eased inside, slowly taking her channel as his mouth touched hers.
She kissed him back, teasing the muscles in his back, scratching her nails lightly across his skin as he hilted himself inside her, groaning at the rhythmic contractions that assaulted his cock.
“Are you coming again? Damn, I love how you respond to me.”
She pulled him close, kissing and teasing his mouth and jaw as he pumped back and forth, building her up again. He could feel her orgasm rising. How her muscles clenched and her breathing hitched. The way her pussy coated him with fresh juice or how her voice caught in her throat. He didn’t stop, determined to feel her release before he gave her his. She bit at his shoulder, locking her heels behind his back, using them to lever up and meet each punishing thrust. He lifted her ass, tilting her pelvis, brushing his over her clit as he increased his motion, pounding into her. Her breathing stopped, suspended for one glorious moment before she screamed his name and climaxed, the sheer strength of her convulsions sending him over.
He jerked against her hips, his arms braced beside her shoulders, his head pushed back. He waited until the dizzying feeling subsided before collapsing to the bed, falling into place beside her. She breathed deeply, snuggling into him as he wrapped her arms around her, holding her close. Her heart pounded against his, and he knew he’d finally come home.
Temperance kissed his chest, her ragged breath fluttering across his skin. “I guess it’s a good thing I’m a witch. A mere human wouldn’t live through a love session with you.”
“I always suspected you were special…in more ways than one.”
She smiled against his skin when a sudden breeze rustled her hair. She glanced up at him, her brow creased, when a disembodied voice whispered
hello
.
Avery sighed, pushing his head into the pillow. “Don’t they know we’re on our honeymoon?”
“You did pick one of the supposed haunted hotels in Las Vegas.”
“Every hotel in Vegas is said to be haunted.”
“Then I guess we’re just lucky.” She kissed him again, grabbing a blanket and tossing it over them. “Just go to sleep. We can investigate in the morning…or tomorrow afternoon.”
He kissed her hair as he closed his eyes. Temperance Dunnigan was definitely going to be his greatest achievement.
About the Author
Author, single mother, slave to chaos-I’m a jack-of-all-trades who’s constantly looking for my ever elusive clone.
I started writing some years back, and it took me a while to realize I wasn’t destined for the padded room, and that the voices chattering away in my head were really other characters trying to take shape. (And since they weren’t telling me to conquer the human race, I went with it. Though I suppose if they had…insert evil laugh).
I love writing erotic novels. I love heroines who kick butt, heroes who are larger than life, and sizzling love scenes that leave you feeling just a bit breathless.
Kris loves to talk to her readers and can be found at http://www.krisnorris.ca.
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