Blackness Within (47 page)

I lave each rib.

I suck at every goosebumped mouthful of skin.

I trace my nose over every rise and fall of her honey-hued skin.

Natasha’s hands push and pull at my hair, unsure how to urge me on while enjoying my detailed attention. Her breath catches as my tongue darts into her bellybutton and then continues down to the waist of her shorts. I want to rip them off her, bury my face in her pussy and feast on her until the sun comes up. But I’m not going to. I’m going to save her instead.

I grab her hand and kiss each fingertip, followed by her palm, then the back of her hand until I reach her wrist. I press my mouth to the bone there and lick my way around, locking eyes with her as I go. She’s pleading with me to hurry, give her everything.

I keep my chest pressed to hers and ravage her arm nibbling, suckling, dancing my tongue over her stunning skin all the way to her shoulder. I kiss and nip my way across her collarbone that’s still moist from my earlier assault. I pay attention to the hollow of her neck for a moment. Then I continue my way to her other shoulder and proceed to give this arm all of the consideration the other received, finishing with her fingertips. Her other hand is fisting the comforter next to her hip fiercely when I stop.

I sit up and find Natasha’s eyes clouded with sex becoming confused. I gift her a broad smile before requesting, “Roll over for me, Grey.”

Confusion gives way to nervousness. I lean into her face, caressing her cheek as I speak.

“I will never hurt you. Not in a bed and not outside of one. I will spend this night and every one to follow making you come until you can’t take another orgasm. I swear to you, I’ll give you everything I’m promising with my mouth, my tongue, my lips, my hands, my body and my dick. But you asked me to save you. So, I need you to roll over. Let me save you tonight, Grey,” I urge her and then I take her mouth again because I can’t resist it.

I palm her tit as I massage her tongue in a slow, seductive kiss while my hips grind into hers. I may come in my shorts before we get to this and I don’t give a shit. This isn’t about my pleasure. It’s about hers, the woman I love. It’s about Natasha feeling safe in my arms. It’s about her feeling clean and whole. It’s about her.

She stops the kiss a few minutes later and drags her teeth across my stubbled jaw. Her hands roam down my chest as she explores the flats and ridges of my muscles while she nips at my neck. When her tongue dances across my collarbone, I groan loudly, thrusting forward powerfully.

She places a chaste kiss at the base of my throat and mutters against my heated skin, “I love you. I’ve never told another man that before. I’ve never felt this before. Thank you for waiting for me to come back to you. It was the hardest fight of my life and it was worth it because I got my brother back. And now I have the only man I’ve ever loved.”

I slide her body back up so I can look into the eyes that have captured my soul.

“Thank you for givin’ me the chance to be the man that gets to love you. You’re it for me, Grey. I love you so fuckin’ much and the fact that you battled your way through a shit storm within a clusterfuck to make your way back to the people that love you makes me love you even more. Thank you.”

I’m the only man she’s ever loved. She really is mine. All mine.

Natasha smiles at me and then untangles her legs from my waist before rolling to the side. I scoot away a little to allow her to finish settling on her stomach.

Then I cover her naked back with my body and shift her silky hair off her shoulders. I kiss her cheek, her ear and then I begin to wash away everything from the back of her neck. I follow the curve of her shoulder blades with my tongue and then back up with my teeth. I move to the other in the same motion.

I pepper the entirety of her back with kisses and nips until I’ve worked my way up to the base of her neck again. Then I run the flat of my tongue down the length of her spine. She shivers more intensely with each inch of my descent, fisting the duvet near her ears as she moans deeply, muffled by the covers she’s burying her face in.

When I reach her waistband, I need more. I push my hand beneath her, pop the snap and lower the zipper. I push up on my knees and hook my fingers around the cotton at her hips. I lower her shorts, savoring the glimpse of lace that greets me as I go. As the material slides over the globes of her ass, my breath hitches.

She’s wearing white lace panties that only cover half her cheeks. When I catch sight of her bare flesh, I can’t move. I simply stare and commit her perfection to memory. Then I snap myself out of it.

I move my body to the outside of her legs and push the fabric all the way down her stems. While I’m over here, I decide to remove my own shorts and my underwear. As my dick springs free, Natasha gasps. I was so focused on her ass that I didn’t notice she was watching me.

The look in her eyes is predatory as her tongue darts out and licks her bottom plump lip. My dick jumps at the action and a growl roars from my chest. I want to move to her face and let her devour my dick with her mouth. She wants it too. But that’s not on the agenda for the night. It’ll have to wait.

Just as I think it, her hand wraps around my cock and pumps slowly. My head tips back as I hiss through my teeth. I hear her moving around and look down to see the head of my cock disappear between her lips.

My spine tingles instantly and I know I’m not going to last. One of her hands cups my balls and the other strokes the base of my dick as she works her mouth up and down my length. I want to make her stop, but there’s an intensity about her that tells me she needs this. The power.

I thread my fingers through her hair and let her have her way.

She bobs and sucks harder as I relinquish to her desire. Her hand at the base of my dick drops away and she hollows her cheeks. Then I’m at the back of her throat.

“Fuck, Grey!” I shout as she continues to take me deep.

My legs shake and my hands fist her hair tightly. I’m going to come.

Her hand on my balls massages faster as her pace around my dick speeds up. The warmth of her mouth encapsulates me once more and I warn her, “Grey.”

She moans and forces more of me in her mouth as I surge forward and spill myself down her throat while she groans with satisfaction.

Quaking from head to toe, I fall back onto my heels and drag her off my deflating dick.

“I never did that for him,” she whispers and I attack.

I rip her face to me and assault her mouth, not giving a shit that my come was just there. I grab her hips and rip the lace I was just admiring from her body. Then I grab her naked ass with such force I have a brief concern I’m bruising her.

When she whimpers and scrapes her nails down my back, I lose my concern.

I push her away from me, spin her around on her knees and guide her stomach back to the bed.

“I’m not done back here yet,” I say in a voice thick with sex as she shudders.

As I settle between her legs, I get the first sight of her bare pink pussy, dripping wet for me. It takes everything I have not to lick away all her juices. But I have a goddamn plan and I’m going to execute it.

I grasp her hips and bury my forehead in the small of her back and breath. She smells like peaches and sex with a hint of my own scent mixed in. It’s heady and intoxicating. Once I’ve gotten myself under control I begin.

I kiss the cheeks that tantalize me with each and every sway of her hips. I lick and nibble around to her hip then to the lip at the top of her thigh. I move up the crease that forms a heart shape I dream about and then I attack the other cheek.

If this weren’t our first time together, I’d push her wide open and trace the crack of her ass with my tongue. But I don’t think ass play is the way to go tonight. Fuck, I want to though.

Natasha is writhing beneath me, shaking and thrashing with need. Soon.

After I’m satisfied with her ass, I turn to her feet. I lift her foot to my mouth and suck the bone of her ankle before grazing my teeth over it. Then I lave her calves and spend some time on the sensitive skin behind her knee before moving up her thigh.

With a final drag of my nose, I reach her pussy. My breath skitters across it and Natasha lifts her hips slightly, begging me to go there. I inhale her warm musky scent and head back down to her other ankle.

“Sully, please,” she pleads as I feast on her leg.

I smile against her skin while my rock hard dick agrees with her. But I take my time. Time I robbed myself of before and never will again.

This time when my nose ends its trail of her ass cheek, I focus on her pussy. I blow lightly across it and Natasha bows her back and comes off the bed onto her knees, shoving herself in my face. It’s time for a taste.

I grasp her soft hips and pull her pussy to my mouth, dragging my tongue from her clit to her ass. I can’t help myself. I’m starving for her. I’ve tasted every inch and I want every last drop she’s offering me.

When my tongue sweeps up her, she screams out so loud I’m glad Zeus isn’t here. He’d be mauling me right now. Then she pushes into my face wanting more contact. I take her hips firmly and flip her to her back, causing a yelp to break from her lips.

I sit up on my knees and take in the sight of her naked body bathed in the moonlight. She’s perfection. Absolute perfection. Her hair is spread out around her in waves of gold. Her face is flushed with color that I’ve caused with my worshipping. As her chest rises and falls with panting breaths, her tits arch and reach for me to hold them, taste them. Natasha’s stomach isn’t flat. There’s a slight roundness to her lower navel that I love. I’ve already paid it attention and intend to continue to for days and years to come.

Below her womanly midsection is her bare pink wet pussy. Natasha’s knees are bent, exposing herself to me completely where I’m kneeling between her legs. My dick is bobbing near her entrance, pleading with me to get the show on the road. He’ll have to wait.

As I lower my shoulders between her thighs, Natasha grabs behind her knees and pulls her legs wide to the outside of her chest. I’ve never had a woman offer herself to me without reservation like this. I find a lot of women to be timid about this part of sex. My woman trusts me. She’s giving herself to me without hesitation. Fuck yes!

I take my index finger and trace the pink lips before me and savor the groan that crackles in Natasha’s chest. Then I repeat the move with my tongue and she rocks her pussy into my face as she cries out. Then I get to work.

I spear inside her, coaxing out the juices. Her hips writhe and rock so much, I’m forced to hold her in place with my hands at her waist. I drag my tongue through her folds, long deliberate strokes all the way up to her clit. Over and over and over again as one of her hands reaches into my hair and tugs painfully. I continue my assault.

I flick.

I lick.

I suck.

I penetrate.

I swirl.

I nip.

Then I settle on her clit.

I suck gently on it and I can tell she’s close. Her orgasm is right there. She just needs a little push to fall over the edge. I settle on the upper left quadrant and use my fingers to pull her hood back. Then I flick. Once, twice, three times and she comes, wailing “Sully” as she does. My dick almost explodes as the name that always caused me shame brings my heart into my throat.

I don’t release her clit as she comes. I gentle my licking, but I drive one finger in her tight pussy and she clinches down on me with her velvety walls and almost throws me off as her orgasm hits a crescendo of screams and pants.

I continue to eat her pussy as she drenches my hand. I add a second finger and set about bringing her to another orgasm.

Natasha grinds into my face as she builds again, mewling and cussing to herself. My lips tip in a grin as I hit the magic button and she quakes from head to toe with a silent orgasm then whispers, “Yes.”

I slide my fingers in and out as she comes down, a light sheen of sweat causing her body to shimmer in the dark. I rise to my knees and kiss a trail up her stomach, dipping my tongue in her bellybutton, up to each tit where I place a chaste kiss on each nipple, to the hollow of her throat where I nibble and suckle tenderly, before I settle on her mouth.

Natasha takes my mouth in a passion-filled kiss that steals my breath. I fist the duvet next to her ear to keep my balance as her tongue swipes through my mouth frantically, searching for every surface. My other hand continues to work her pussy, my thumb on her clit.

She’s going to come again and this time I’m going to watch.

I pull my mouth away from hers and rest my forehead against her sweaty brow when her hips rock faster and her walls begin to close around me.

Her swirling grey eyes find mine and I see it. I see love, want, need and pleasure whipping through the storm. It’s more glorious to witness than anything I’ve ever seen. She keeps her gaze locked on mine as her orgasm thrashes her body back and forth. Beautiful. Fucking beautiful.

When she comes back to Earth, I retrieve my fingers and bring them to my mouth between our faces, licking them clean as she pants and sighs.

My dick moves to replace my hand. He’s ready to get in there and stay there for twenty lifetimes.

I slide across her legs and move to get up when her arms fly around my shoulders, her eyes nervous.

I hate that. I fucking hate that she’s afraid I’m leaving her. I push my anger down and assure her, “I’m just gettin’ a condom, Grey.”

“No, please,” she begs.

I halt.