still on her waist, and he reached under her shirt on both sides, keeping his touch light as he skimmed her upper abdomen. Her breathing picked up as he came closer to her breasts. He broke off the kiss and smiled down at her.
“Baby, do you feel comfortable enough around me to ditch this shirt?”
Her eyes popped open, surprise evident on her face. She never would have thought such a big man like Lucas could be as gentle and caring as he was with her. She smiled and nodded her head to show her agreement.
His hands were still up under her shirt, so with a simple tug he had it off. She had jumped in the shower as soon as he left this morning but had heard her phone ring while she was still soaped up. Hurrying, she forewent her bra, just throwing on a shirt and a pair of comfy yoga pants, and raced to find her phone.
When she glanced up to his face, his attention was centered on her chest. She was fairly well-endowed, and she wondered if he liked big breasts or preferred smaller ones. He brought his hands up and held both reverently, whispering, “God, baby, you are even more beautiful than I imagined.”
He leaned over and pressed tiny kisses over the tops of both breasts, still holding them up with his huge hands. Then he skated his tongue across one nipple, and she melted. When he went to lick the other nipple, she raised her hand to the back of his head to hold him to her chest.
He chuckled at the thought of her trying to manhandle him. He brought her down on the bed flat on her back, her beautiful breasts pointing straight upwards. Then he took both of her hands and placed them above her head. “Leave those hands right there,” he warned.
She frowned, and he found himself chuckling again. She would learn soon enough that when it came to their bedroom activities, he was in charge. He then went back to her breasts, but this time he took a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it while twirling his tongue around the bud. When that nipple was as hard as a pebble, he switched to the other one, paying it the same loving attention.
Slowly, ever so slowly, he used his free hand to start inching its way down her stomach. He was thankful her pants were loose, allowing room for his hand to snake down. He lightly skated over her skin with his fingertips, a bit taken back when he came to her mound and realized she not only wasn’t wearing a bra, but no underwear, either.
“Oh, is my baby feeling just a bit naughty for me?” He grinned as he watched her eyes go wide and her face flame red. “Not wearing a bra or underwear? Not to worry,” he stated as he gently nipped the skin on her tummy. “Just makes it easier on me!”
He inched her pants down her legs as he continued to caress her, bringing his mouth back up to find hers again. When he had her pants down as far as he could reach, he sifted his fingers through her pubic hair. He’d had yet to get a good look at it, but from the feel of it, it was trimmed nice and neat.
Her pussy was calling to him like the sweetest smelling ambrosia. He turned and rose over her, caging her in with his weight on his elbows as he started with her ear, licking the shell, then on down the side of her neck. He stopped and twirled his tongue on the spot he wanted to mark her, right where the shoulder and neck met.
He then continued down her chest, taking the time to pay attention to both breasts by taking one at a time and sucking on the nipples until they were hard little points again. He lightly dragged his blunt human front teeth across each pebble, watching as a shiver went through her body.
He continued his way south, knowing a feast awaited him. When he came to her belly button, he dipped his tongue in it and swirled his tongue. She had the cutest little indent he had ever seen. On down her stomach he went, sliding his wet tongue down her flesh.
He mentally congratulated himself for having the patience to go slowly with her, to have her writhing under him like she was doing now.