Eyes Wide Open (The Blackstone Affair #3)(38)
Author: Raine Miller

I took a step closer as I whipped my belt out of the loops and dropped it to the floor with a clank. My tongue rolled over my lips as I imagined how her perfect tits would taste once I got to them. So f**king sweet.

I unbuttoned and unzipped and let my trousers fall off my hips. They got the same kick across the hardwood as my shirt had received.

Brynne stuck two fingers in her mouth and pulled them out slowly, circling one of her ni**les, now budded up tight and dark pink.

Sweet Christ, I will surely die tonight.

I pegged her hard, willing her to understand me.

I need that mouth of yours on me, baby.

She looked up at me with hooded eyes and intercepted my message. She slipped her hands under the elastic at the waist of my shorts she liked wearing so much, and shifted her hips up, taking them off and along her legs. She dropped the black silk from her fingertips and leaned back like a goddess on a dais, her legs slightly curved, one arm stretched out, one bent at the elbow. It was a pose. Not unlike one she might do for a portrait. But this pose was just for me.

She looked so beautiful I almost didn’t want to move. I needed to drink her in first. I needed to get drunk on her. I could never get enough of looking at my Brynne.

I took a step and got rid of a sock. Another step and I lost the second one. It was just me and my shorts now.

Brynne licked her lips as I moved right to the edge and waited for her to touch me.

My body was wound tight as I could go, my balls ached and it was all I could do not to mount up and get buried inside her.

She sat forward and touched my c**k through the silk. I thrust it into her hand and rolled my head back. I felt the shorts going down my thighs and stepped out of them quickly. My shaft was gripped in one hand, my sac in the other. And then I felt her soft tongue on me.

“Fuuuuuuuck, baby . . .” I breathed as she took my c**k and worked it in and out of her mouth in deep pulls. She raised her beautiful eyes and met mine as she sucked me to the back of her throat over and over. Hot. Deep. Expertly. I wanted to hold my orgasm off but knew I wouldn’t be able to with the way she was working out my cock. It was too f**king good and I needed it too much. I was lost in her and it felt so goddamn wonderful, I never wanted to be found again. Lost for forever in this moment with her. I could die a happy death right now and I would definitely be smiling.

“Ahhh, fuuuck, I’m going!”

She pulled off my c**k and went for my balls with a lick and a squeeze. I wrapped my fist around the base of my c**k and jerked it hard. Once. Twice. Third time and I started to go off right into her open mouth. Sexiest f**king thing ever. My girl taking me down like that, her mouth open with her tongue out, waiting to catch my spunk.

Holy hell, I’ll be doing this again.

A shuddering roar came out of me as I erupted and was blown into next year.

When I became coherent again, I was on my knees with Brynne stroking my hair and my cheek resting on her lap. I was going to need a minute or two to come back down to Earth. “You know how to welcome your man home from a shit day,” I mumbled, starting to roam my hand up her smooth leg.

“I missed you tonight.” She spoke softly and kept rubbing my head. Her touch always felt divine.

“I missed you more,” I said on a groan, “I hate being away from you at night.”

She relaxed a little. I felt the change in her as she loosened under me. I inhaled deeply, breathing in her scent, the floral mixed with her skin that sent me into a sexual haze so very deep I’m sure I buried some of my humanity. My beast appeared at the scent of her arousal. Made me want to do very kinky things to her.

My head came up and my hands went to her knees. I spread her legs before me and stared at her bare pu**y. She was beautiful on display for me. Only me? I put that painful thought aside and focused on my treasure for the moment.

“Christ, you’re soaking, my beauty. You need some attention, don’t you?”

“Yes . . .” she whispered, her mouth falling open as she started to breathe heavily.

“I’ve been remiss.” I jerked her hips to the cushion edge sharply and held her open. “You must forgive me.” I blew on her cleft and loved the response I got, undulating hips and a soft, sexy moan. The sounds she could make . . .

My c**k was ready for more just from hearing that throaty purr. I dived in and drew a deep lick through her pu**y, parting the lips so I could get to work on the nub that made things feel really nice. She bowed her hips up again and made more sexy sounds for me.

I feasted. No other way to describe it. I sucked and licked, nibbled and nipped, and I could have stayed there for a long, long time doing it. The taste of her always made me crazed.

When I felt her tighten around my tongue and the two fingers that had found their way inside her heavenly cunt at some point, I prepared for what was certainly coming. Her all over me.

“Are you ready, baby?” I managed to ask, lips against lips.

“Yeeeees . . .”

Her cry came out soft and drawn low on a vibrating breath. So purely beautiful to me, I almost hated to take her forward and lose the sound of it. “Come for me.” I focused on her clit and clipped my teeth onto it. “Right. Now!”

It was an order, and like other times, she performed to perfection for me. Her whole body arching upward, rolling out a low, shuddered cry from deep within her throat as I pushed my fingers inside and curled them into her.

I watched with my eyes, tasted with my tongue, heard with my ears and felt with my fingers as my beautiful girl reached her climax. The only sense I didn’t use as she came apart was that of speech. There were no words to describe her, nor were there ones I could coherently form in the moment; she was a work of art, and I was speechless.

13

 Ethan scooped me off the couch and into his arms. I lifted my eyes and got that wave of emotion again as his blues found me. I loved him so much I knew the fear. I’d heard others speak about it. I’d read about it in books. Now I understood. The fear that you have when you finally give your heart away to another person. It makes you very vulnerable to loss. If you never love anyone, then you’ll never be hurt when they don’t love you back or when they leave you.

I finally had the practical experience of understanding.

It sucked.

Ethan sensed my newfound knowledge, I think. He studied me with intuitive eyes that looked very dark blue at the moment, and ducked his head down to meet my lips. He kissed me there in front of the window while holding me naked in his arms. I melted into him and gave in to my goddamn emotions.