Sweeter Than Honey by Delilah Devlin Page A

leverage.”
    “Oh.” After a moment’s hesitation, she quickly shifted to the side so he could move apart his legs. Then she settled in between.
    The space relieved the pressure on his balls, and he sighed. Since she seemed so eager to please, he pressed for more. “One more thing.” His glance dipped to her corset. “I need to see you naked. A man likes to look.”
    Her hands shook as first she stripped off the stockings and garters, then unlaced the corset and slowly peeled it away, revealing her breasts and a narrow waist.
    Her breasts were so lovely his mouth went dry. Perfectly formed, just the right size to overfill his mouth and hands. Large pink areolas with hard little buttons at the center.
    “Touch yourself,” he rasped. “Pretend it’s my hands, my fingers.”
    This time, she didn’t hesitate. She tossed back her red hair and cupped her breasts, lifting them, staring down at herself as she squeezed them, her soft belly quivering with her quickening breaths.
    “Your nipples,” he gritted out. “Pretend it’s my fingers pleasuring them.”
    She circled her thumbs and toggled her nipples. Then she pinched them between her fingertips and her lips opened around a moan, and he couldn’t stand it any longer.
    “Jesus.” He closed his eyes for a brief second while he struggled to control his need. When he opened them again, she was staring at him, barely breathing. Waiting for him to tell her what to do next. The thought nearly unmanned him. “Baby, I need your mouth on me. Do it now.”
    Swiftly, she bent over him and gripped his cock between her hands and sank her hot, wet mouth over him, murmuring as she drew him inside.
    He couldn’t hold back another second and flexed his hips upward, spearing into her like he’d imagined, stroking past her tongue to the back of her throat.
    She gagged slightly and then opened her jaws, taking him deeper, her moans vibrating along his shaft.
    Groaning, he lowered his hips and lifted again, driving upward while her mouth sucked and her tongue stroked his length.
    Over and over, he thrust inside her, groaning, shuddering, as she worked him with her mouth and hands, bringing him quickly to the brink. “Back off me, now, baby. I’m gonna come.”
    But she murmured a protest and tightened her grip around his shaft, forcing him deeper into her throat. He roared, growling, cursing, thrusting upward, his balls emptying, forcing liquid through his cock in an endless, pulsing stream.
    Honey swallowed, her throat clasping and opening as she drank, wringing every last drop until he shuddered one last time and let his hips fall to the mattress. Still, she sucked and licked, soothing him now. When at last she raised her head and let his cock slip from between her swollen lips, she gave him a look filled with wonderment.
    Joe closed his eyes and drew in ragged breaths, waiting for his body to calm and his scattered thoughts to return. He’d never been pleasured so well, so completely, by a woman. Never wanted so much to drag a woman against his body and burrow his head against her breasts, then suckle her softly while he forgot about the world outside her embrace.
    With Honey, he was afraid he’d discover other joys he’d miss when she was gone.
    “So how long will it take?”
    He opened his eyes and found her staring at his cock again. A smile tugged at one side of his mouth. The woman did have a one-track mind and a list of fantasies to be fulfilled. He’d better get to work. “Not long, I think, by the way you’re licking your lips.”
    She flushed, but a wide, proud grin stretched across her face.
    “In fact,” he drawled, already plotting her downfall, “we could hurry it along, if you let me pleasure you.”
    Her eyes narrowed. “I’m not setting you free.”
    “You don’t have to. I can use my mouth.”
    Her breath caught and her creamy bosom lifted with an indrawn breath.
    “Have you ever had a man pleasure you like that?”
    She shook her head,