I gave my woman what she wanted and then pulled one dusky, perfect nipple in my mouth.
Once I had that nipple where I wanted it, I moved to the other nipple.
Then I could practically feel the heat that emanated from her on my crotch as she moved her pussy against it.
I grinned as I pulled back and then moved my mouth down over her perfect belly.
And I kissed every single stretch mark she had and after the last one, I whispered, “Fucking tiger marks.”
I glanced up at her face, and yeah, there was that soft smile on her face, and she repaired another fissure in my heart.
I unsnapped her shorts, then slowly pulled them down her legs.
After I had her shorts off, I stepped from the bed and took off my own shorts.
Her eyes were on the waistband of my boxers, and knowing I didn’t want to terrify her, knowing that I didn’t want to do anything that had her telling me no, I stilled and waited until her eyes were looking into mine, and then asked, “Are you sure?”
She nodded, and I whispered, “Need the words, sweetheart.”
Her rasp went straight to my cock. Again. “Yes, Daemon. I’m sure.”
So, I lowered the boxers down my thighs and then kicked out of them, and when her eyes widened as she saw the length and thickness of my cock, she did something I never would’ve expected, she licked her fucking lips.
I wanted to chuckle. Hell, fuck that, I wanted to throw my head back and laugh.
But… this wasn’t the time for it.
Instead, I smiled and then moved back up the bed, but while I did that, my lips and tongue moved along her left leg.
All the way up until I got to the fucking promised land.
That was covered by the cutest pair of panties I’d ever seen.
They were dark purple with black lace and I whispered, “Love the panties.”
She whispered back, “They’re my favorite.”
I grinned, “You buy more exactly like this, I’ll be a happy fucking man.”
She giggled.
“We’re doing a lot of first’s tonight, sweetheart,” I murmured against the inside of her thigh.
Her whispered breath of “What?” went straight to my rock-hard cock, blood still felt as though it was rushing to its head.
“I've never removed someone’s underwear with my teeth,” which is what I proceeded to do.
She giggled then, and asked, “Would it be wrong if I asked you to do that all the time?”
I shook my head, “As long as you don’t mind me using my fingers to make you come.”
She grinned then, “I don’t think I’ll mind. Not at…”
I figured the rest of that statement was broken off as I ran my tongue through her lips, and at the last minute, flicked my tongue over that sensitive bud.
Over and over, I worked my mouth.
Figuring out what my woman liked.