“You looked fucking beautiful tonight,” he said against her lips. “I couldn’t take my damn eyes off you.”
“You look mighty good in this tuxedo,” she whispered.
“How the fuck do we get you out of this?”
She didn’t say a word but turned around to present the back of the dress where the zipper was hidden. He helpedher unzip the gown, the sound thundering through the silent room. The fabric slipped to the floor and pooled at her feet. He kissed the base of her neck. A shiver ghosted down her spine.
“Tachina,” he whispered, his hot breath skating over her skin.
He made light work of her strapless bra. It joined her dress on the floor, leaving her only in her panties, which soon joined the growing pile of clothing.
Vics large hands came to cup her aching breasts. His mouth blazed a trail of hot kisses on her neck. Her head fell to the side to allow him more access. A moan slipped from her, and he massaged and molded her mounds in his hands. A pinch to one nipple evoked a cry.
“Your body…” He continued kissing and nipping at her skin. One of his hands trailed down her belly and arrived at her center. He dipped his finger into her slit and found her slick and ready. “Fuck, Tachina.”
“Vic,” she moaned.
He rubbed tight little circles on her swollen flesh. His hands on her, his mouth, his body at her back was overwhelming, but she wanted more.
“Say my name again,” he demanded. He applied increased pressure to her clit as he rubbed it.
Her knees were growing weak. She turned her head toward his, and he captured her mouth with his. He tore his mouth from hers and nipped her bottom lip.
“Say it.”
“Vic,” she breathed. She blinked and took in that he was still fully dressed. Well, that certainly wasn’t fair. She forced her way around, even though it caused Vic’s finger to be displaced from her pussy. “You have way too many clothes on.”
She instantly moved her fingers to unbutton his shirt. She pushed forward, forcing him to walk backward. He joined her in opening his shirt. He peeled it off and tossed it away They worked together to remove all of his clothing until he stood before her, naked. Her gaze roamed over him, and a rush of desire shot straight through her.
This man was perfect.
And for tonight, he was all hers.
She moved forward and kissed him. He cupped her cheek while his tongue pushed forward into her mouth. He immediately took over the kiss, dominating it. She melted into him after he’d turned them around. They fell into the bed a tangle of limbs.
She arched into him, needing to feel his warmth and his hardness against her. His hands were steady and sure running over her body while his mouth kissed every square inch of her. He parted her thighs and lowered his head. This man never needed any encouragement or directions on pleasing her.
Tension swirled around in her the moment his tongue found her clit. She was sensitive and jerked from the firstflick of his tongue. She was on the verge of tipping over into her climax. She moaned and gripped the sheets while he devoured her. His tongue slipped through her slit, tasting her before he pushed his finger inside her. He latched on to her clit and sucked it like a man on a mission.
Her body shook with him fucking her slowly with his finger. He added another one, and she cried out his name.
“Vic!” She bit her lip and tried to remember that Kian was in the room next to them. Unlike Vic’s home, the walls here were a little thinner.
She reached out a hand and entwined her fingers in Vic’s hair while her hips undulated. She rose toward his tongue and face; he pumped those two thick fingers into her hot channel. Her breaths were coming fast, and she ground herself on Vic’s face.
“Take what you need, Tachina,” Vic growled.
He sank those fingers so deep. They felt damn good, but they had nothing on his thick cock. She shook when he returned to suckling her clit. He twisted those wicked fingers around and thrust faster and harder, sending her to oblivion. Her muscles tensed, her pulse spasmed hard around his fingers, and she reached her climax. Her mouth opened, but she held back the cry that wanted to shoot out of her.
Her body shook, the waves of the orgasm washing over her. Tears spilled from her closed eyes. The pleasure took control of her. Vic’s fingers stilled, remainingdeep in her while he continued to tease and play with her clit. She was so damn spent from her release that she couldn’t even move.
Vic pushed her legs open wider, removing his hands so he could lick up all of the wetness that had slipped out of her. Tachina released the thick strands of his hair and opened her eyes to look at Vic. Their eyes met while his face was still buried between her thighs. He gave her one last long lick of his magical tongue before he climbed over her.
Words weren’t needed. She felt this connection between them. She didn’t know what it meant, but she felt something was different between the two of them. Vic reached between them and stroked his long length, nudging her opening with the wide mushroom tip of his cock.
He sank inside her slowly, stretching her channel. She bit her lip and accepted him. Her breath snagged at the burning sensation from his wide girth invading her. He paused and dropped a kiss on her lips.
“Breathe, baby.”