She whimpered and her teeth sank into her bottom lip.

“I was going to make you come,” he continued, sliding a finger inside her. Wow. So wet. “But now you’ll have to wait.”

He teased her with the very tip of his tongue, licked lower, nipped at her butt cheeks. “You have the sweetest ass, Kyla. Have I ever told you that?”

She made a little noise that might have been a no.

He loved how her firm round cheeks filled his palms. He continued to lick her, slow and long, easing around her clit, but never on it. Her soft whimpers teased him and urged him on.

His thumb gathered up some of her cream and rubbed it around her puckered rear entrance. Her body twitched hard and she made a strangled noise. He looked up again to gauge her reaction. “Like that, Kyla?”

“I don’t…know.”

He wasn’t sure if she said “know” or “no” so he did it again experimentally. Her moan of pleasure told him what he needed to know. His cock throbbed with the need to be inside her, the thought of taking her there tightening his balls excruciatingly. But that would be later.

He flicked his tongue over her clit again. She sucked in a breath. He played there again, and when her thighs tightened and he felt her pussy clench, he drew back.

“Taaaag!” Her soft wail of protest made him smile. “I was so close…”

“I know.” He moved up over her now, knees on either side of her body, until his cock was right at her mouth. Her eyes watched it, blinking rapidly. “Suck me, Kyla.” He held his dick right at her mouth and rubbed it over her bottom lip. Her lips parted, so obediently, so sweetly, heat flared inside him. He pushed in gently, and when her mouth closed around the head, a ragged groan tore from his lips. His eyes fell closed as white-hot sparks whipped through his veins. “Aw, Christ, Kyla!”

Her little tongue explored the head of his cock while her lips wrapped around and she sucked greedily. Oh hell. For a moment he’d wondered if he was pushing too hard, but he’d seen the look of rapturous hunger on her face, and oh yeah, she wanted this too. He opened his eyes, eager to see the visual, to see her pretty lips on his swollen dick. At that moment she looked up at him, lashes framing her eyes like starbursts, and he felt like he’d just taken a hard check into the boards.

His balls grew even tighter at the root of his cock, her mouth consuming him, sensation building at the base of his spine. “Sweet Jesus,” he muttered, watching her suck him with a look of such intense pleasure on her face he almost erupted. But no. He’d made her wait and he wasn’t going to end this already, this way. She was going to come around his cock buried deep inside her and then he’d come too. He pulled out of her hungry mouth and she looked up at him and pouted.

He liked that. Exhilaration streamed through him as he reached for a condom, something else he kept in his little bag of kinky tricks. He sheathed up and then rolled her to her side and unwrapped the tape from her wrists.

“Oh,” she breathed, stretching her arms out. He took hold of her wrists and eased her arms up, ran his hands over her small muscles to ease any discomfort.

“Okay?” he murmured.

“Yes. Now I can touch you.”

“Gonna fuck you now, Kyla,” he said, once again moving between her legs. “Can’t wait any longer.”

He watched her face, watched the sweet smile that made her eyes crinkle up in a way that was so goddamn familiar and appealing.

“Yes, please,” she whispered.

Something clenched in his chest. “Now that’s the right way to answer,” he growled, remembering her earlier command to “do it”, and her smile deepened, so sexy and warm.

“I’m a fast learner,” she said, reaching for his shoulders. “And you’re bossy.”

“Yep.” His voice came out gruff, but inside he was marshmallow soft and gooey at the fact that once again she’d amused him, right in the middle of hot sex. What a woman.

This was bad. This was so bad. He’d had a lot of good sex in his life, great sex even. Ménage sex, kinky sex, straight up vanilla sex. But he’d never had this feeling of falling, of sliding slowly into something deep and consuming, a feeling of overwhelming need to have this woman, to make her happy, to protect her from the world, from herself, from every damn thing. What the hell was that?

In a daze of lust and confusion he rubbed his gloved-up cock through her slick moisture, then pushed into her. Heat. He felt her heat through the latex, surrounding him, pulling him in deeper. He groaned, knees spread wide, hands on her thighs pushing them back. The soft noises coming from her throat inflamed him more, her hands reaching for him, pulling him to her.

“Oh god,” she moaned. “Yes, yes please, Tag, fuck me. Like that.”

He slid in farther, her tight heat grasping his cock like a fist, and he fell over her, kissed her mouth with all the emotion swelling up inside him, sliding his tongue inside, again and again, as his cock slid in and out of her, wetness and heat, sparks and flames.

She felt so good, so fucking good, Christ. He pushed the hair back off her forehead as he kissed her and held her head and moved inside her, rocking against her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails a small bite of pain. “Kyla,” he moaned. “Kyla.”

She kissed him back, her mouth open for him, her tongue sliding against his. Did she taste herself on his mouth? The thought had more flames flickering inside him. Pressure built inside him, tingles at the base of his spine, his balls tightening. Oh man. Oh man. He was gonna come, soon, but she had to come first. Oh man.

He rose back up onto his knees, slid his hands to her waist and admired her as he thrust into her, slowing it down. Her breasts jiggled enticingly on her chest at each push and she lifted her hands to cup them. She pinched her own nipples, already so dark and hard. Fuck, that was hot! He tipped his head back briefly and fought for control.

Then he slipped a hand down to where they were joined, found her swollen little clit and rubbed. She made a soft noise, her hips moving against his, and once again their eyes met in a small explosion of heat and sparks, a magnetic connection that sucked him into a spinning haze. “There?” he asked.

She gave a jerky nod, and her eyes drifted closed. “Uh…” More sweet little noises followed, her pussy tightening around him, making him burn so hot. So hot. His veins pulsed with heat, flames licked over his balls and tingles raced up his spine. So close…he slowed his strokes while he rubbed her clit, breathing fast. He watched her face, so beautiful, flushed pink, her long brown hair spread wildly on the pillow around her head.

He felt her body tighten, her pussy clench around his dick and she gave a long, low cry of pleasure that had his heart nearly exploding out of his chest. “Oh yeah,” he groaned, thrusting into her slick heat, feeling her pussy ripple around him. She gave another soft wail and then she grabbed his wrist to hold his hand still.

“Too much,” she gasped. He got it, and moved back over her and kissed her mouth, slid his hands into her hair and fucked her with hard strokes. She met each stroke and sensation burned and twisted through his body.

“Damn, baby,” he groaned against her lips. “Gonna come now too…oh Christ.”

He let it come now, the orgasm that had been building, intense, barely controllable. His vision darkened, his body tightened and then pulsed inside her in, hot heavy spurts. A growl tore from deep inside him as he pressed into her, ecstasy erupting from inside him and flowing in heated waves of pleasure.

They stayed like that for a long time, her hands roaming his back, her lips pressing soft kisses to his shoulder and his neck. His lungs burned as he fought for breath, heart gradually slowing to a near-normal rhythm. Sweat dampened both their skins, and he finally lifted up to look down at her. He stroked damp hair off her forehead and their eyes met.