Page 20 of Dancing With Demons
I look up at him and swallow back my embarrassment. Nodding, I arch my back in a silent beg, and he reaches beneath me to unlatch my bra. I sigh as he slides the fabric off, and he can see just how stiff my nipples are.
He draws a lazy line up my stomach, across my left breast, and around my left nipple. He keeps his movements too light and slow to bring me any gratification, and a soft whine escapes me.
“Is this where you want to be touched, Piper?”
“Yes! Yes! Please, Tolmond!”
He snorts, dragging his finger across the peak, and I shudder as he does so. “I do love the way you react.”
Without warning, he dives down, swirling his tongue around my erect bud while his hand plays with the other breast. He pulls up, blowing lightly over my wet nipple, and I cry out at how stiff it makes it.
Tolmond chuckles, just before pulling the tip back into his mouth and tugging. I buck against his hips, but he stays seated on top of me, holding me in place as I thrash.
Only once I start to calm does he let go of the breast, just to move to the other. He works me up all over again, flicking the nipple with his tongue until his breath makes me moan, and when he’s had his fill, he kisses to the center of my sternum and starts a trail of fire to my waistband.
Shifting back, Tolmond sinks between my legs, and when he reaches for the top of my pants, I raise my hips, begging him to pull off my pants. He loops his fingers around the top, giving the lightest tug, and then pauses, looking up at me.
“Tolmond!” I cry, my throat burning with the force of my begging. “I can’t take this.”
“Are you wet, pretty girl?” he coos, rocking one thigh forward so that it rubs across my center with my pants still on. I gasp, and he raises his eyebrows.
“Yes, yes.” Gone is my embarrassment. I’ll tell Tolmond anything he wants right now if he’ll just put this torture to an end.
He gives my pants another tug before looking up at me and saying, “And why?”
This makes me pause. I don’t know what the correct answer is, and I blink up at him. His smile never fades, though, and I realize he’s going to make me wait. I try to piece together a coherent thought. “Because I want you.”
This makes his eyes gleam, and he rips my pants away, my underwear going with it, and I’m left bare on the bed before him. He settles on his knees between my legs, lifting one ankle to him kissing down the inside of my calf and up my thigh. He coasts past my soaking slit starts down the other side and I whimper.
“What’s wrong?” he asks in that voice that’s too innocent.
“You missed. I want you between my legs.”
Snickering, Tolmond sinks down, his face inches from my core. “As you wish.”
He runs his tongue along the outside of my folds, and I buck up, needing more. Winding his arms under my thighs, though, he pins me in place and spreads me wider.
“All this because of me, pretty girl?”
I whimper out an affirmation.
“You want me this much?”
“Yes, Tolmond! Yes, I want you!” My breathing is labored as his breath brushes over my clit. “I want your mouth on me.”
I nearly scream when he obliges immediately, running his tongue up on my slit, and he groans. “Oh, fuck, Piper. You taste amazing.”
“Then taste me more!”
I swear I don’t know who’s talking because it can’t be me. I’ve never said anything like this before in my life, but when Tolmond plunges his tongue deep inside of me, I let out a string of cuss words–some I think I just made up.
He thrusts deep in me, his tongue flicking my walls, and it feels so amazing as he lets my hips move with him. His hand slides over to start working on my clit, and I immediately feel a tightening in my core.
“Oh, Tolmond.” He tightens the circles around my pearl. “Oh, oh, oh. Oh, I can’t-” I try to pull away from him, but he pins me down tighter, going harder and faster. “Tolmond, I can’t! It’s too much!”
“You will come on my face,” he instructs, and it sends a shudder through me. “You will not deny me that.”
And then he slams his tongue back into me, and I cry out from the suddenness of it as he rubs my clit harder and faster. My orgasm washes over me as he keeps going, and I cry out so hard I swear the whole of Ti’lith can hear it.