Her mouth on him sent him close to the edge.
Damn, Jag could’ve come in her mouth. He wanted the moment to last, wanted to prolong the pleasure, but he didn’t know how much longer his balls could take the bittersweet agony. With her hot mouth on him, he wouldn’t last long at all and he wanted to know what a woman like Zoe tasted like, felt like.
Lifting her up, he turned her back to the wall, steadying her. He pressed his mouth against her moist lips, burying his tongue deep inside her sweetness. He lifted his face and whispered, “I want to taste you. All of you.”
“Yes.” The husky tone of her voice made him shudder.
Bracing her petite frame with his hands on her slender hips, he stepped back and swept a glance over her. Her nipples hardened into pebbles and invited him. He wasted no time in lowering his mouth to the pink tips. He sampled each pale mound before sliding his tongue down her flat stomach, twirling his tongue in and out of her belly button. He heard her sharp intake of breath as her fingers gripped his shoulders. The sharp sting of her nails in his skin encouraged him to continue his exploration.
A faint musky scent floated around his nostrils as he found the bare silky skin between her inner thighs. With the pads of his thumbs, he separated her moist folds and uncovered her slick delicacy. Repositioning his fingers, he softly touched her clit with his forefinger and she arched against his hand. His tempo quickened, making circular motions until the bead tripled in size and she dripped with dew.
She’d gone from wet to slippery and ready and he slipped a finger inside her narrow passage. She welcomed him with a shimmy of her hips, rolling against his digit, and he plunged deeper, simulating what he would do soon with his cock.
Her thrusts became wilder as he slid two fingers into her wet cave. “Jag...”
The desperation in her voice reached his ears and he realized he couldn’t hold back much longer. The time came to bring her release. He buried his tongue into her warm shell, deftly sucking her, swallowing her juices. She obliged him with an arching of her back and the opening of her thighs, permitting him deeper access when his tongue and fingers joined in bringing her closer to release. The tense rotation of her hips meeting his mouth and the clenching of her muscles told him she fell fast.
Seconds later, a rumbled moan drifted from her parted lips.
Jag smiled as she tugged at him, silently pleading for him to be inside her, and he didn’t stop. He continued his focus on her most intimate part until she came again and again. When her limbs grew relaxed, he picked up her pleasure-stilled body into his arms. She tucked her face against his shoulder.
Her body tensed as he stepped onto the shadowed patio. “Uh, you made a wrong turn. The bed is in the room,” she said in a whisper.
Setting her down easily onto her feet near the wrought iron railing, he nuzzled her neck with his lips. “You don’t like the outdoors?”
“Nothing against the outdoors. I have something against strangers seeing my naked ass.”