Aftermath by Jaci Burton Page B

essence and driving her mad with the need to explode against his hot, wet tongue. She surged forward, giving him better access to her throbbing pussy, whimpering when he smoothed his tongue over her clit. Sparks flew out from her fingertips as her faerie dust shot forth, surrounding them both in her arousing pheromones that made her quest for release even more urgent.
    “Please,” she whispered, then tugged her bottom lip between her teeth to silence herself. She wanted nothing to break the spell of his moment, nothing to disturb the ecstasy that hovered just out of her reach.
    Braedon tormented her, pulling back just as she climbed close to the edge, seeming to know when she was near completion. His tongue was maddening, sliding over her heated flesh and searing her with its fire.
    There! Oh, right there! He was a master of pleasure and she a desperate subject eager to learn all he could teach her. She had no idea the intimacy of such an act could take her to the very edge of reason.
    But watching him move his tongue over her, feeling the quakes trembling within her body and knowing he caused them was nearly too much to bear. The visuals of his tongue darting across her feminine flesh only added to her need.
    She grabbed his shoulder and held on as the first sparks of orgasm flamed inside her. When his tongue entered her cunt, she screamed and flooded his face with her creamy juices, unable to hold back as her climax went on seemingly forever.
    Could an orgasm make one insane? She had never lost total control of thought or action as she came, but knowing that Braedon knelt before her, licking up every drop of her release, made her temporarily mindless and unaware of the world around her. As she slowly floated back to reality, she looked down to find him sitting on his heels, looking up at her with a grin on his face. His face was moist with her juices, making her pussy tumble with pleasure all over again.

    Her heart melted. Braedon was so amazingly beautiful when he smiled. His blue eyes sparkled and she saw a dimple on one side of his mouth. Just looking at him made her desire spring to life anew.
    “That was merely a beginning, my lady,” he said, standing and reaching for her. “We have much more to do this eve.”
    She knew at that moment she would give him whatever he wanted.
    “Kiss me, faerie,” he said, and she released her wings, fluttering up so she was at eye level with him.
    Grasping his face between her hands, she marveled at the difference in their sizes—he so large and she so small. She let her tongue flicker out and rim the seam of his lips, tasting herself on his mouth before sliding her tongue inside the hot cavern of his mouth, teasing his tongue with her own and hoping she was not fumbling in her attempts to arouse him.
    There were so many things she had no knowledge of, including kissing. She dare not tell Braedon she had never kissed anyone before or he would laugh at her lack of experience. Though as he pulled her down so her feet touched the ground and pressed his length against hers, she felt the evidence of his arousal and it pleased her to know he wanted her.
    Perhaps she was not completely inept. Though she was very curious. She pulled her lips from his and said, “I wish to do the same to you that you did to me.” His gaze dropped down, his lips curling in a half smile that made her wet again. “If you wrap those sweet lips around my cock right now, little faerie, I will explode in your mouth.” He said it as a warning, as if that was not something she would like. Oh, but he was wrong. For the very thing he thought would stall her was what she craved.
    “I would very much like to taste you exploding in my mouth.” Uttering a harsh oath, he dragged her against his chest. “That we shall save for another time. I cannot wait any longer to sheath myself inside your tight cunt.” He followed up his statement by crushing his mouth against hers. His fingers dug into her hips as he