In the Flesh by Sylvia Day, Livia Dare Page B

covered her skin and dampened her hair. Her entire body tingled, her breathing grew more labored, while the ache deep inside coiled to near pain. He was methodical, thorough, licking into every groove and crevasse, nipping lightly with his teeth, suckling teasingly on the hard knot of her clitoris. She’d never been taken with such patience and obvious enjoyment on the part of her lover.
    Her pussy rippled around his tongue, and unable to bear another moment of the torment, she begged him, “Don’t tease.”
    Pulling back, Wulf spread her with the fingers of one hand. “Are you not enjoying yourself?” The other hand released her hip and two long fingers pushed into her.
    “N–no…” A shudder shook her frame. Her hands cupped her breasts, her fingers pinching her painfully tight nipples. “…no more.”
    “No?” He rubbed inside her, caressing the slick walls of her sex with practiced fingertips. “I’ll have to try harder.” Wulf lowered his head and fluttered his tongue over her clit.
    She could not have prepared for this—the slow,determined ravishment of her body. It was beyond her experience. “Please…make me come…”
    Forming a circle with his lips, Wulf sucked her off as he fucked her with his fingers. Sapphire came in a spreading, blossoming climax, one that built with every pull of his mouth and every pump of his hand until one orgasm flowed into another.
    It was devastating. Unlike the pleasure she attained by her own efforts, this was wrung from her with relentless skill. Yet Wulf was not unaffected. She felt his powerful body quaking beneath her legs as she pleaded with him to stop and attempted to push him away, but he was intent on some goal she couldn’t understand.
    She cried brokenly, writhing under the onslaught.
    Only when her hands fell to her sides and her legs hung limp over his shoulders did he desist and rest his cheek against her thigh with a breathless chuckle of masculine triumph.
    As her senses drifted back into awareness, Sapphire resigned herself to the truth.
    She was in deep trouble.
     
    “You may rise, Wulf.” Sapphire’s voice was so passion-hoarse it only worsened his predicament.
    “I don’t think I can.” His dick was so hard, he couldn’t move. But he managed a smile, satisfied that he’d pleased her so well.
    Sapphire’s desire simmered just below the surface, sadly untapped, if his guess was correct. When was the last time a man had loved her body just for the satisfaction gained from her response? He wished hehad weeks to do so. He could easily imagine days spent with her in his bed, reveling in her scent and the feel of her curves, her lush body arching and writhing beneath his own.
    She cooed, the sound coursing over his skin like a tactile caress. “Let me help you with that.”
    Tucking her legs in, Sapphire set the soles of her feet to his shoulders and kicked gently, thrusting him backward to the floor. Languid only a moment ago, she was now able to straddle him with impressive speed, her hands caressing his chest before any remnant feelings of helplessness took hold.
    “I’m so glad you were spared and restored,” she whispered, untying his drawstring before tugging his pants past his hips. “Perfection such as yours should not be marred.”
    As he stared up into her lovely, passion-flushed features, Wulf’s throat clenched tight with gratitude. Sapphire wasn’t coddling him, she was instead quite rough with him, but every time she pushed him, he gained a little confidence. And every time she gazed at him with such heat, the chill of his ordeal melted a little more.
    She circled his cock with confident fingers, angled him into position, then drenched the swollen head in the liquid heat of her mouth.
    “Oh hell.” He gasped, his back arching, his balls drawing up painfully tight. “Don’t make me come too quickly.”
    Lifting her gaze, her eyes twinkled wickedly and he knew he would receive no mercy from her. “You taste as delicious