...He blew again on her nipple, a soft breath really, nothing more. It was amazing, but it was almost as if she got a little electrical buzz that shot from her breast directly to her pussy. She didn’t know how it had happened, but Livvy did know she wanted to feel it again and again. She tightened her grip in his hair, hoping to urge him to do that once more.
“Do you like that?” he murmured.
Livvy wanted to answer, but couldn’t get the yes that was bouncing around her mind to come out of her dry lips. Funny, they hadn’t been dry when Rex was kissing her. Now, they felt like she’d trekked through the desert for thirty days.
As she licked moisture into them, Rex looked up at her face from where he was kneeling in front of her. His eyes glowed with renewed intensity, and Livvy caught her breath. He smiled and then began kissing her breast once more. This time he focused on her nipples, placing gentle little bites around the aureole before soothing the spot with kisses and licks. Her nipples grew thicker, as if they were trying to entice his mouth to pleasure them. He seemed happy to just play around the edges. Livvy craved to feel him suckle her hard.
He laughed softly, the sound like a vibrator against her sensitive skin. Goose flesh popped out all over her skin.
“What do you want, Olivia?” The gleam in Rex’s eyes was easy to read, even for a woman who wasn’t very experienced.
Did she dare say the words?
His hands replaced his mouth, and Livvy nearly cried out at the loss. His fingertips danced across her skin. She held her breath. Maybe he’d pluck her nipples without her asking. Long seconds later, she gave in.
“Suck me.” She hardly recognized her own voice. His fingers stilled again.
“Is that an order?”
Livvy drew in her breath. She didn’t know how to answer. He paused a moment and then lifted his hand as if he were going to move completely away.
She didn’t think she could stand it. She grabbed a shank of his hair and pulled him back to him.
“Yes. Damn it. That’s an order,” she cried.
“I’ve never really taken orders very well.”
Livvy felt her hopes deflate. Was she to get this close to something she knew would be special, only to ruin it with her sharp tongue?
“But perhaps I’ll let you win this time,” he said, moving close to her again.
She felt his breath against her breast before she felt his tongue. The light scrape of it against her painfully engorged nipple acted like a lightning bolt arching through her. Her thigh muscles tightened as her pussy lips swelled with the blood racing there. She didn’t think it was possible since she’d swear most of her blood was concentrated on her left breast, which he now greedily sucked. The brush of his tongue pulled her nipple to the top of his mouth, along with the slight bite of his teeth.
“Oh, God.” The pleasure was beyond anything she could ever have imagined. His left hand swooped from her breast down over her belly. He rimmed her navel with his pinky finger and Livvy actually quivered. A rough chuckle vibrated around her breast. Then his mouth moved lower to join his fingers.
Suddenly shy, she tried to cover herself with her hands.
“Oh, no, you don’t.” He caught both her wrists in one of his hands. “I yielded to you before. Now you will yield to me.”
“But…” Livvy began.
“No ‘buts.’ I’m in charge from now on. Can you deal with that?”
He was still, his eyes, now completely gold with his desire, on her face. She gulped. She’d read about this in some of her romance novels. Never had she dreamed she’d find herself in this situation. Could she, a thirty-three-year-old woman who’d only experienced mind-blowing orgasms by her own hand, give away all control to someone else?...