Midnight Desires by Kris Norris Page B

fingers down her stomach and between her lips, pulling them apart.
     
    “Are you kidding?” he moaned. “Nothing is sexier than watching a woman caress her pussy while you lick it clean. It’s erotic.”
     
    She moaned as he poked out his tongue and lapped at the cream coating her fingers. She tasted earthy, slightly sweet, and he hummed against her hand in approval. She arched up, raising her clit to his lips. Duncan took her invitation and flicked his tongue across her hard bud, grinning at the high-pitched cry that echoed from her lips. She was hot and needy, and he knew it wouldn’t take much to push her into an orgasm.
     
    “Does that feel good?”
     
    It wasn’t really a question, and her husky groan was all he got in reply. He lowered again, licking her bud, swirling the juice around with his tongue. She reached down and speared her free hand through his hair, pulling on it with enough force he felt a sting of pain scratch his scalp. He growled, enjoying the added sensation. Flashes of slight pain always made the pleasure hotter, and he wondered if she enjoyed the contrasts as much as he did.
     
    He pulled back, moving his fingers to her dripping flesh. He gathered her cream on one hand while the other stroked over her knotted nerves, caressing it until she tilted her hips in desperation, her thighs shaking as she neared her climax.
     
    “Not quite yet,” he whispered, moving his cream covered fingers to the cleft of her ass. “I’ve got one more treat for you before you explode.”
     
    Her breath hissed into a moan as he sank two fingers inside her nether hole, stretching it, burning it until his palm cupped her ass.
     
    “Oh baby, you’re so hot and tight back here. I love feeling you clench around my fingers.”
     
    “Duncan, please!”
     
    “Tell me what you want.”
     
    She wailed his name as he flicked his thumb over her clit while fucking her ass with his fingers, pushing through her muscles as she clamped against his intrusion.
     
    “Tell me,” he demanded.
     
    “I want you to make me come!” she screamed, tugging on his hair.
     
    “Then what do you want me to do?”
     
    She thrashed her head on the bed, wreathing beneath his caress. “I want you to fuck me!”
     
    “Where?”
     
    “Anywhere! Just do something!”
     
    Duncan smiled at her submission and lowered his lips to her aching clit. He didn’t stop as she cried out above him, his tongue stroking over it, his teeth nipping at it. He thrust two fingers into her vagina while two more penetrated her ass. She was filled with him, and he loved it.
     
    “Now. Oh God.”
     
    Duncan suckled harder, wanting to catch every drop of honey that gushed around his fingers as she exploded in his mouth. Her back arched off the bed, her fingers locked in his hair, as her entire body quivered and shook, drenching his fingers, and sealing his others inside her ass. He could feel every pulse of her pussy, every quiver of her clit as she unravelled in his arms.
     
    “I assume you approve of my actions,” he teased, removing his fingers. “Or shall I try again?”
     
    “Stop gloating and finish the job,” she bit out, her eyes dark and glassy in the pale light. “Or shall I finish you off?”
     
    She started to sit up when Duncan pounced on top of her, pushing her back down. He needed to fuck her, not have her suck his cock again.
     
    “Roll over,” he urged, turning her in his arms. He didn’t want a gentle, romantic joining. He wanted something hot and hard, and taking her from behind was more along the lines he’d envisioned.
     
    He lifted her hips, aligning her pussy for his invasion, but couldn’t stop from tracing his finger between her cheeks one last time. He loved touching the tight little rosette, and couldn’t deny himself the pleasure. He stopped at the puckered entrance, pushing just the tip of his finger inside her. She moaned out, sinking back against his finger, deepening the penetration.
     
    He