While he stepped out of his jeans and opened her bedside table, Cheyenne discarded the shirt.
Since they’d stopped using condoms, she knew there was only one thing he was getting and that had her heart rate speeding up.
“Lay back on the bed and spread your legs for me.”
Cheyenne inched backward until she was lying across the bed sideways. She put her feet flat on the mattress and spread her knees, her body flaming as he watched her intently. His gaze was like a physical caress as it skated over her body, starting on her face and slowly drifting down, pausing on her breasts briefly before continuing. She couldn’t look away, desperate to see the heat that generated between his eyes and her body.
“Spread yourself open for me. I wanna see how wet you are.”
Cheyenne’s face heated another degree, but she followed his instructions to the letter, gliding her hands over her chest, her breasts—which caused her nipples to pucker painfully—then down over her belly until she reached the achy spot between her legs. She was hypersensitive to her own touch, but somehow she managed to separate her labia, all while Brendon’s eyes followed the trail of her hands.
He crawled up onto the bed, his big, work-roughened hands coming to rest on her knees as he forced them apart another inch.
“Tease yourself for me.”
Cheyenne swallowed hard, but used the tip of her index finger to tease her clit briefly.
“Slide your finger inside.”
By now, Cheyenne was pretty sure her body temperature couldn’t soar any higher. If the lights hadn’t been on, she probably wouldn’t have been quite so nervous, but there was no doubt Brendon saw everything. Still, she forced herself to comply with his commands, dipping her finger inside, sucking in a breath as the sensation set of sparks of pleasure in her core.
“Damn, that’s pretty,” he said roughly before lowering himself to the bed, his breath fanning her hand as he did.
“Pull out and hold your sweet pussy open for me while I taste you.”
Heavens!
Nothing compared to the feel of Brendon’s tongue against her heated flesh. He was wickedly skilled, manipulating her with his lips and tongue until she was panting for breath, begging for more. He kept a torturously slow pace and Cheyenne thought she was doing fairly well to maintain as much of her composure while he feasted on her, but when she heard the distinct click of a tube being opened, her legs froze.
“I’m not gonna hurt you, baby.”
The assurance in his tone had her relaxing a little. And when his tongue worked its magic once again, she closed her eyes and lost herself in the brutally delicious sensation.
When he shouldered her legs open wider and his finger touched her puckered hole, she inhaled sharply, the coolness of the lubricant making her ass clench.
“Relax for me, Chey. I’m just gonna play. I’m not gonna take your ass until you can take me completely.”
Easier said than done, Cheyenne thought as he slipped the tip of his finger inside.
Her world came to a central focus on the things he was doing to her. The stab of pain that ignited when he pushed inside her gently was more than she could handle. He must’ve realized her discomfort because his mouth returned to her pussy, his tongue thrusting inside, his thumb circling her clit. The next thing she knew, her orgasm was building as he pulled her to the precipice, causing her to hover on the razor’s edge of a pleasure so sharp, so intense, she wasn’t sure she’d survive it.
Cheyenne reached for the tipping point, but it didn’t come. Brendon continued to pull back just enough to keep her desperately hanging on the thin edge as he fucked her ass with his finger, maybe two. She didn’t know how many he was using, but she felt filled to overflowing, and the pain had subsided and the only thing left was pleasure, a kind she’d never experienced before.
When he moaned, the vibration had her clit pulsing, and when he began fucking her ass faster, his tongue thrusting into her pussy, his thumb still manipulating her clit, Cheyenne let go, soaring into the ether as her orgasm consumed her.
OFFERING CHEYENNE A moment to come down from her orgasm, Brendon headed for the adjoining bathroom and cleaned the lubricant from his hands. When he returned, she was still in the same position he’d left her in, her eyes closed, her chest still rising and falling rapidly.
His cock throbbed and twitched as he glanced at the slickness between her splayed thighs.
Oh, yeah, he was going to take her ass one of these days. But not tonight. Tonight, he feared he would hurt her. All of his emotions from the day had coalesced into a blinding, driving need and he was ready to drive himself inside her.
“Roll over,” he instructed as he once again joined her on the bed.