shoulders. He reveled in the sharp bite of pain, as well as that wide-eyed look of hers as she stared down at him.
He couldn’t help the smug smile that eased up one side of his mouth. “Does that feel like a little boy to you?” he taunted, grinding his groin against hers.
Breathless laughter escaped her. “Okay, I’ll admit, that feels like all man to me.”
“Damn straight,” he said, and grunted for emphasis.
She shook her head in playful disbelief. “You’re such a braggart.”
He chuckled, enjoying the fun, flirtatious banter between them. “It’s not bragging when it’s the truth.”
Finished talking, he gathered both of her breasts in his hands, dipped his head, and laved first one nipple, then the other, before sucking the turgid peak all the way into his mouth. She sighed softly, blissfully, as his tongue licked and swirled, until he unexpectedly bit down on her nipple and tugged hard, knowing he was riding a very fine line between pleasure and torture.
“ Dean !” She gasped in shock, her entire body jerking in response to the sharp nip of his teeth once again.
Her pussy clenched around him as he continued to tease and torment her, a positive sign that she liked the twinge of pain despite her paltry protests. She twisted her fingers in his hair to tug him away, but he was relentless, proving that he didn’t need to tie her up in order to have his way with her.
She bucked and writhed wildly against him, forcing his cock impossibly deeper with every jerky thrust of her hips. Her head rolled back and her spine arched as she begged and cursed him at the same time . . . to stop, don’t stop, to please make her come . He increased the suction of his mouth and the pinch of his fingers as she rode him, fast and hard, her lust and need so beautifully unbridled, and holy hell, she was so fucking hot and sexy like this, so irresistible.
Her body tightened around his cock and she screamed as her orgasm tumbled through her, triggering his own release. He finally let go of her breasts, and placing his hands on either side of her face, he brought her lips to his, devouring her mouth in a bone-melting kiss that made her shudder against him. His tongue invaded, owned and possessed, just as his cock filled her and his cum spilled deep inside her tight, convulsing body.
She collapsed against him in a soft, boneless heap, her face buried against his neck and both of them breathing hard.
“Was that pleasure mutual enough for you?” He murmured against her ear, uncaring of just how smug he sounded.
A small, amused gust of laughter escaped her. “Not only are you a braggart, but you’re arrogant, too.”
He grinned, unable to deny her accusation, because, yeah, he was feeling very full of himself. “Guilty of both counts.”
She sighed, her body relaxing completely as she cuddled against his chest and he gently stroked her bare back with his hands. “That was nice.”
He stopped the caress of fingers down her spine and frowned. “Just nice ?” he asked incredulously. Talk about an ego-deflator.
“Amazing?” She lifted her head from his shoulder, enabling him to see the teasing light glimmering in her eyes.
“Better,” he grumbled, and arched a brow, waiting for her to improve her definition.
“Phenomenal?” She bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing.
“Damn straight,” he growled, then twisted his fingers in her hair and kissed her, long, hard, and deep. His cock stirred, pulsing with heat and renewed lust as she kissed him back, tongue’s tangling, lips sliding, and her hands in his hair, too.
God, what this woman, his wife , did to him. He might like being in control and dominant, but she truly had the ability to make him weak when it came to wanting her. She unraveled him, emotionally and physically, and with her, he knew he could let himself go and be a better man for it.
She moaned against his lips and began rocking her hips against his, rubbing and undulating like a nymph,