My whole body tensed when she stepped forward, parted my thighs with her knees, and stepped between them.
“Alannah, what are—”
She brought her mouth down on top of mine and kissed me with raw hunger. She lifted her hands, thrusted them into my hair, and curled her fingers around the strands as she tugged at it.
“You’re playing a dangerous game with me, Lana,” I warned against her lips. “I’d walk away if I were you.”
Her spine straightened.
“That sounds like a challenge to me.”
“Talking.” I groaned into her mouth. “We’re supposed to be talking.”
“We are,” I replied, sliding my tongue over his lower lip. “We’re talkin’ with our bodies.”
She wanted to have sex with me. I broke our kiss and stared up at her, trying to see in her eyes if this was really what she wanted. I wanted to see a glimpse of doubt, something that told me she was confused, but all I saw my lust and hunger for me.
“I want you so much,” I breathed. “God knows I’ve dreamed of touching you, kissing you, tasting you.”
Alannah’s body trembled.
“What will ye’ do to me if I let ye’ touch me?” she asked, her voice thick with desire. “I need to hear it.”
“I’d kiss you. Nice and slow until my lips are all you know. My hands would explore every inch of you until you only knew my touch. I’d love you so good, the feel of me would be imbedded into you for life. I’d make your body mine.”
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Please, I want that.”
So do I.
My resolve snapped as I pulled her against me and covered her mouth with mine. I hooked my hands around the back of her thighs and picked her up in one swift motion. Alannah latched her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my hips.
“I love how tall ye’ are,” she moaned. “It makes me feel tiny.”
“You are tiny,” I said, pushing her dress up with one hand so I could palm her behind.
I touched my lips to hers once more, moulding them together as my tongue slid inside in a kiss so ravenous it caused Alannah’s spine to arch, and her skin to flush with heat. My thoughts were scattered with every thrust and slide of her tongue, licking against my own. The kiss was so consuming I didn’t know where I ended and Alannah began.
“You’re so gorgeous,” she blurted against my lips. “And I love your hair. It’s so feckin’ pretty and soft. What conditioner d’ye use? Actually, never mind. I love your face. My God, do I love your face. Your dimples are stunnin’.”
She was nervous and saying the first things that popped into her head, and it made me laugh. I moved my lips down to her jawline, then to her neck where I feathered kisses over her fair skin.
“Ye’ wouldn’t believe the things I’ve dreamed of doin’ to ye’ and you doin’ to me.”
My cock jumped as I imagined all the possible scenarios she imagined. I scraped my teeth over her flesh, and it caused Alannah’s back to suddenly arch, which pushed her breasts against me. My hands flexed around her ass.
“Why don’t you tell me in detail what you’ve dreamed of us doing?” I grunted. “I need to hear that.”
“Ye’ used your m-mouth on me,” she stammered. “And when I thought that would kill me, ye’ added your fingers and used them both to make me scream.”
I lightly bit her neck, encouraging her to continue.
“Your tongue.” She hummed. “You’d lick, and suck, and taste me all over until I was putty in your hands.”
I turned and dislodged her arms and legs from around me as I pushed her from my body and onto the mattress with a bounce. I rid myself of my shirt with one tug, and Alannah watched me with wide eyes.
“You’re perfect,” she said, staring up at him. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”
She stared at me like I was something to behold, but if she only knew how beautiful she was, inside and out, she would know that if anyone should be in awe, it was me. She was a treasure, something to protect and take care of.
You have no idea what you’re doing to me, Lana.
“Perfect?” I repeated as he gripped the hem of her dress and pushed it up to her waist. “No, baby, that’d be you.”
Without another word, I gripped the top of her dress, pulled the straps down her shoulders, and tugged the material down until her bare breasts were free. She didn’t have a bra on, and I groaned in appreciation as my eyes feasted on her perky breasts and pale pink nipples.
“You’re stunning, Lana.”
I slid my hands up her thighs, skimmed her stomach, and flattened them over her breasts. I cupped them, giving them a gentle squeeze before I ran my thumbs over the hardened, sensitive pink tips. The small action drew a slight moan from Alannah, her breathing was starting to become laboured and her body rolled slightly from side to side. I locked down between her legs, and when I saw her panties, my brows raised.
“Lace?”
“I like pretty u-underwear.”
“So do I.” I looked up at her, bare before me. “Christ, I’ll never get this image of you out of my head.”
“What are ye’ goin’ to do to me?” she whispered.
Everything.
“What I’ve wanted to do to you from the first moment I saw you.”
“What’s that?”
She yelped when I gripped the hem of her underwear and pulled them from my body. If the rustled sound of fabric tearing was anything to go by, I’d say I even ripped them a little in the process. I parted her thighs wide and lowered my eyes to her pussy. I licked my lips and inhaled.
“Damien!” Alannah cried, desperately trying to her shut her legs, but my shoulders wouldn’t let her. “Why are ye’ sniffin’ me? Oh, God! D’ye have a weird fetish or somethin’?”
I shook my head, smiling.
“No,” I mused. “I’m savouring how you smell because it’s damn good.”
Alannah’s body shook.
“This is indecent!” She hissed. “Ye’ can’t just ... Damien!”
I didn’t want to talk to her. I wanted to show her how good I could make her feel, so I parted my lips, and flicked my tongue over her swollen clit.
“Holy Mary, Mother of God.”
“Pray to whoever you want, freckles. No one can save you from me now.”
I licked and sucked on her pussy lips, her clit, and every piece of flesh I could reach. Alannah’s breathing was audible, and I knew she was enjoying my mouth on her just as much as I was. Her hips bucked into my face when my tongue slid up the trail of slick heat and curled it around her pulsing clit. She reached down and tangled her fingers in my hair. She was talking, but nothing she said made sense. She was beginning to fall apart. I applied pressure as I swirled my tongue around the sensitive bud, and the action knocked the air out of Alannah. She couldn’t lie still, so I hooked my arms around her thighs and applied heavy-handed pressure on them, which helped to keep her in place.
“Dame, Dame, Dame, Dame,” she cried out. “Oh!”
I rapidly suck my head from side to side before sucking her clit into my mouth.
“Oh God!” she screamed. “Oh God, oh God, oh God!”
She fell apart, and I looked up so I could watch her face as she experienced heaven. Her swollen lips were parted, her eyes squeezed her, her cheeks flushed, and her body quaking. I continued to lick and suck on her clit but lifted my head when she came down from her high. She was very still, only her chest rose and fell when she breathed, and it look like she was depleted of energy. She looked so perfect, so beautiful ... I had to know how she felt. I undid my jeans and pulled them and my boxers down my thighs. I removed a condom packet from my back pocket, ripped it open, and rolled it onto my cock.