Fallon’s climax hit her so hard little silvery orbs burst behind her closed eyelids. Her body quaked and her chest heaved.
“Jesus,” she muttered.
Okay, all the experimenting she’d done with various toys and lubricants had not prepared her at all for the real deal. For the fiery sensation of Devon’s fingers inside her. And his mouth on her—holy hell. Sinfully delicious! And downright addicting. Not just on her pussy and her nipples, but also skimming in a feathery caress over the tops of her breasts, along her collarbone, up her neck to her jaw.
He kissed her in his sizzling, possessive way and Fallon continued to burn from all the sensations coursing through her.
When he eventually pulled away, her lids fluttered open and she found him gazing down at her, a sexy grin on his handsome face, a glint of awe in his ice-blue eyes.
“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted a woman as much as I do you,” he said. “Right now.”
“Yes,” she breathed.
Devon withdrew from her and yanked his sweater over his head. His gaze remained on her as he unfastened his jeans. Stood and toed off his shoes before shoving the denim and his boxer-briefs down his powerful thighs. She admired every gloriously naked inch of him. The flexed muscles and the rock-hard cock.
Fallon let go of the ottoman her fingers had been curled around and shifted so she could come up on her knees. She held his shaft at the root and dragged her tongue up one side, making his hips jerk. She did the same on the other side. Then closed her mouth over his head.
This was further than she’d ever gone with a man. She’d never let one do to her what Devon had just done, nor had she ever given a blowjob. But she’d watched a few naughty movies. And had sometimes caught glimpses of one man going down on another at a gay club in South Beach. A male friend, who’d told her he was bisexual, had taken her there.
One encounter had been particularly sexy, with her standing off to the side while two lovers were shrouded mostly in shadows. Though the recipient had caught sight of her. And held her gaze as his boyfriend or one-night stand had sucked him deep, causing his body to jolt and his breath to catch. Until he’d exploded in the other man’s mouth . . . his eyes still locked with Fallon’s.
Her heart had pounded and her panties had been soaked—and it’d had nothing to do with the Miami humidity.
That was when Fallon had begun experimenting with other toys. Anal toys. Wondering what all the fuss was about. Then quickly learning the forbidden was highly arousing. An erogenous zone she’d not expected. But when done right . . .
Oh, yeah.
She glanced up at Devon while her hand slowly pumped his cock. His jaw was set and his eyes flared with desire.
She said, “However you want me, Dev . . . Take me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” She kissed her way up his cut abs to his well-defined pectoral ledge. Her tongue teased his small, beaded nipple before she added, “I can handle anything.”
A low grunt escaped him. “Careful, baby.”
She came farther up on her knees and bit his neck. Not so gently. Then she whispered, “You want to fuck my ass?”
“Jesus, Fallon.”
“Yes or no?”
“Yes,” he said on a heavy breath. Without a moment’s hesitation.
Excitement shot through her. “I’ve progressively gotten accustomed to it.”
The flames dancing around the room made his prominent features even more rugged. He asked, “Because of your fantasies about me and Morgan?”
She nodded.
“How many different ways have you . . .”
“Every way, Dev. Just, again . . . Not with an actual person.”
Now his jaw worked rigorously.
She coyly said, “I have everything we need.” She kissed him, then climbed off the ottoman and ducked into the bedroom. She retrieved a strand of condoms and her favorite lube. The one with the scintillating cinnamon scent and the intense heat factor ignited by the right amount of friction. Given the size of Devon . . . There’d be plenty of both.
Returning to the living room, she dropped the provisions onto the ottoman. Devon pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. Until her insides blazed and she nearly melted at his feet.
When they came up for air, her mind was clouded by a lust-induced haze and she was certain need glowed in her eyes.
She slipped from his arms and positioned herself on hands and knees on the ottoman. Devon moved in behind her, palming her ass. He spread her cheeks and his tongue whisked over her sensitive skin, from her clit to her anus. Several times.
A lusty moan fell from her lips.
He rubbed her clit with the pads of two fingers before easing them into her pussy, stroking slowly, tantalizingly. Then he rimmed the small hole with one coated fingertip. Pressed in ever so slightly. She gasped at the sexy invasion that was nothing at all like her toys. Because it was Devon.
There was a hint of searing as he pushed farther in. Nearly withdrew. Then pushed back in, an inch more this time.
“Dev,” she said on a small cry of pure pleasure.
“Christ, Fallon,” he ground out. “You’re turning me on like never before. You are so fucking hot. So tight. So responsive.”
He stroked tenderly, hitching her anticipation and ratcheting her excitement. Until she was breathless and dying for him to take her.
“Now, Devon,” she urged. “I need to feel you now.”
He momentarily withdrew from her and reached for a condom. He hastily sheathed himself. Drizzled some of the lubricant along her cleft.
Fallon’s pulse raged. She desperately wanted Devon to claim her like this. To own her like this. The way no man ever had—ever would.
“Are you ready for me?” he asked, his voice strained with his own mounting need.
“Yes.” She settled steadily on her forearms, her hair spilling over one of her shoulders. She arched her spine. Lifted her ass high in the air.
“That’s some offering,” he mused as his hands massaged her cheeks. Then he spread them again and the tip of his cock nudged the tiny hole.
“No more teasing, Dev.”
He penetrated carefully, though slickly because of the lube. Which instantly heated and mixed with the natural searing sensation she’d experienced earlier.
“Fallon.” He pressed in. “Fuck.”
He pumped gingerly, mindful of the tight space he filled and expanded. One of his hands slid around to her front and he rubbed her clit as he thrust cautiously yet insistently. Sending her soaring.
“Yes, Dev. Oh, God. I didn’t know exactly how this would feel with you, but . . . Lord. So, so good.”
He planted his hand alongside her forearm and his body curled around hers.
“Trying to take this easy,” he said, “but you can’t imagine how unbelievable this is.”
“Yeah. I can.”
He pumped a little faster and asked, “Can you take more?”
“Yes. Whatever you want.”
He picked up the pace and slid deeper into her. At the same time, three fingers dipped into her pussy and he fucked her from both angles, with the heel of his hand massaging her clit.
Lightning bolts seemed to explode in her head. Her eyelids squeezed shut. All thoughts fled her mind so that nothing registered beyond the blaze consuming her and the way Devon stretched her and stroked her with just the right amount of pressure, just the right tempo.
His mouth was on her neck and he playfully nipped at her skin, then soothed the love bites with his tongue.
“You’re driving me wild,” he whispered.
Fallon’s lids drifted open and she stared at the flames in the tall hearth. Felt internal flames licking at her pussy and her backside.
“Make me come, Dev.”
He pumped a bit heartier. His breathing became labored. He swelled even more inside her.
“Make us both come,” she quietly demanded. “Dev, I’m so damn close.”
“So am I.” His sensual groans mingled with hers, filling the quiet room.
Fallon’s heart rate accelerated. Her breaths turned to thin pants. Her skin tingled and the excitement in her core blossomed and threatened to burst wide open.
“Dev, I have to come,” she insisted. “Now, Dev. Now.”
He fucked her masterfully, the lubricant heightening her arousal as his cock glided and his fingers plunged.
“Jesus, Dev.”
She felt the shudders run through him. Felt his cock throb.
“Fallon!” He erupted, his body convulsing, his shaft and fingers still stroking.
“Yes,” she said as the sensations converged and ignited within her. “Yes!”
Fire roared through her veins. Her screams echoed in her ears. The powerful orgasm pulsated against every inch of her, intensified by the vibrations coming from Devon’s body wrapped around her, his cock and fingers still buried deep.
The sizzling didn’t abate as her inner muscles continued to contract and release. Prolonging her climax. His as well.
Until he eventually withdrew from her, flopped onto his back, and stared up at the ceiling. “Props to your toys and willingness to experiment.”
She grinned. “Of course, I’d been hoping all along this knowledge would come in handy someday.”
“Completely to my advantage. Best fuck ever.” He still hadn’t caught his breath. Neither had she.
Fallon’s heart fluttered. “Really?”
His head rolled toward her and he pinned her with a serious look. “Best. Fuck. Ever.”
She gnawed her lip a moment, then went for gold. “So it’d be twice as hot with us . . . and Morgan . . . Right?”