His fingertips brushed across the swell of her breasts. “This is most definitely one of those things.”
Amanda gasped as he pinched her nipples and gave them a light, delicious twist.
“Ah, you like that.”
Her face flushed with the heat of arousal. “Y-yes.”
“What else do you like?” He nudged her ear, his breath warming the space between them.
She stared at him. “I-I don’t know.”
Joe pulled away slightly and raised a brow at her. “You don’t know? You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” He gave her an amused smile.
“Of course I have,” she huffed.
“But you don’t know what you like?” God, this woman intrigued him. So full of passion one minute, so unsure of herself the next.
Her skin flushed. She shrugged and gave him a tentative smile.
“Hmm, this is quite a quandary, Mandy.” His tongue danced out, drawing sinfully down her neck. “So, you don’t know if you like it soft and easy”—he rolled his hips and pressed a kiss to her shoulder—“or if you like the rough stuff.” He bit her shoulder lightly at the same time his hand returned its torment on her nipple. Her sweet cry was his reward. “Or maybe a little of both,” he mused. “Tell me, Mandy, have you ever had anyone in your ass?” Her skin felt like satin. He trailed his fingers down to caress the line of her panties.
Her belly fluttered under his teasing fingers. “No, never. It … it’s not something I want to try.”
He eased her onto the bed, hovering over her. “Is that so? Adventurous girl like you?”
“I’ve heard it’s painful.” She wrapped her legs around him and tried to pull him down on top of her.
“It’s the ultimate show of trust and respect.” He dipped his head down to taste the sweet nectar of her lips. “You have to trust your partner to protect you. To show you the immense pleasure that’s found when you let yourself go.”
Her eyes were dazed with lust. “I wouldn’t count on that.” She whimpered as his hand brushed against the wet seam of her panties.
He chuckled. “There are so many things I want to do to you right now, Mandy. But first, I’m going to taste you.” He traced the line of her lips with his tongue. The smoky flavor of whiskey mixed with a hint of molasses went straight to his head. “Your mouth tastes so good. I wonder, does your pussy taste as sweet?” He didn’t give her time to answer. “I bet it does.” He pressed his mouth to her ear. “I’m going to fuck you with my tongue and fingers until you’re crazy with need.” He grabbed the edges of her panties and moved with them as he worked them down her legs. “Then I’m going to bury my cock deep in your sweet pussy until you scream my name.”
“I’ll scream your name now,” she breathed, “if it will get you started.”
She trembled as he stared at the lips of her pussy, glistening and free of feminine curls. He ran his finger through her wet slit. “You shave.”
“W-wax. Samantha’s idea.” She jerked as his fingers circled her opening.
“So smooth … so soft.” He spread her moisture over the satiny lips. “God, Mandy. I want to go slow,” he began, “but damn.” He attacked her with his mouth. No preliminaries, no hesitation.
“Oh God!”
He slid his tongue over her sex, groaning as her wetness coated him. “So good.” He pulled back long enough to ease a finger inside her. Heat clamped down and surrounded him. He added a second finger. “You’re so tight, Mandy. I can’t wait to be inside you, baby.”
“Joe, please,” she begged. Her head thrashed as the in, out, in, out of his fingers drove her higher and higher.
Her cries were driving him crazy. “That’s it, baby, come for me.” He worked his fingers and clamped his mouth over her clit.
*
Amanda had never felt anything as good as Joe’s mouth on her. His fingers stroking deep in her pussy set her skin on fire. Tension coiled deep in her belly. She was close. So close. She just
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