careful.
He reached up and pulled her hands free. “No, Abby. I’m in control. Allow me to take charge of your pleasure. Trust me to know what we both need tonight.”
“But I need more, and I need it now.” She whimpered.
He tightened his grip on her hands, lifting them above her head. “If you can't control your hands as I wish, I'm sure I could find something around here to tie them up.” Her eyes widened at the same time her mouth opened to protest. He put his fingers to her lips. “Be careful what you say to me, darlin. False denial will push me over the edge and I scented the spike of your arousal at every word I spoke.”
His warm breath stroked against her cheek, eliciting an uncontrolled shiver. She found it impossible to deny the truth when the truth moistened her pussy and slickened the tops of her thighs. Her legs trembled with the force of her need for this man; it scared the hell out of her, but there was no backing down now.
“Please, Caleb, please.” Her voice lowered to a hoarse whisper. “I need you.” She knew right away that her statement of surrender broke a barrier between them as a glimpse of something different passed through his eyes before pure, unadulterated passion flooded out of him. Her breath left her lungs in a rush when he latched on to her left nipple. His tongue swirled around the sensitive tip before his teeth bit down enough to have her gasping over the pleasure/pain.
Abby arched her back, pushing her body tighter against Caleb's hard form. Caleb forced her legs apart by slipping his leg between hers, pushing his denim clad, rock hard cock, rasping against her covered clit. Seeking more sensation, she undulated her hips against him, and Caleb pulled back a few inches out of reach.
He released her hands and stepped away from her. “Take off your clothes for me, Abby.” His simple command had her belly clenching with desire. Eager to have his hands back on her as soon as possible, she gripped the waistband of her jeans and unfastened and removed them in record speed. She hesitated a moment before pulling her tiny lace panties off, and Caleb gave her a pointed but silent command to continue.
Pulling them down her legs, she stepped free and stood back to face him, completely nude and ready for whatever he had in mind for her. She might have been embarrassed or nervous if she hadn't been totally under his spell. At least that's what she felt like, as if Caleb had her under a sexual spell.
Caleb backed through the doorway into her bedroom, beckoning her to follow him. He pulled her into his arms, enfolding her in another soul-searing kiss as his hands roamed and explored her entire body, touching her from the curve of her shoulders along the smooth line of her spine to her ass. Her body jerked in his arms when his fingertips edged along the crease of her buttocks, teasing and massaging as he dipped toward her forbidden area.
“Breathe, baby, breathe.”
She exhaled the breath she hadn't even realized she'd been holding, then took a few extra deep breaths to control her reactions.
He turned her toward the bed and backed her up against the mattress. “Lay down on the bed, Abby.”
She eased herself onto the soft cotton sheets and lay back on the pillows, awaiting his instructions. She spread her legs and ran her hands up her thighs straight to her sex. When her fingers would have tangled in her jet-black curls, he reached out and covered her hand with his own. Together their hands stroked the outside of her soaked pussy, and when her finger brushed against the hood of her clit, he applied a firm, steady pressure, pushing her one step closer to the orgasm she couldn't wait to experience.
Before she had a chance to fully appreciate the tingling sensation washing over her, Caleb pushed her hand away from her sex while continuing to explore with his own. His fingers ran through the moisture of her slit as he parted the lips, getting his first look at her most intimate of