Free Blind Her With Bliss by Nina Pierce Page A

my family, has seen this many sides of Julie Tilling. I didn’t mean to reveal so much. It’s just a little…disconcerting.”
     

    “Julie.” He turned to face her and she sat up to meet his gaze. “People aren’t always who they seem. Look at me for chrissake . I didn’t come here today to lure you into bed.” He laughed. “Okay, that’s a lie.” He cupped her face in his hands. “This is what I want, but not because I thought you were easy.” Pressing his forehead to hers, his breath feathered across her lips. “Don’t get me wrong, my thoughts of you today were anything but pure. But trust me when I say you’re like a very pleasant itch I’m desperate to scratch. It’s new and I like it.” He kissed her. “But it’s because I really like you and I want to show you how beautiful and desirable you are. We skipped several rungs of the dating ladder last night, hell, we obviously leaped without one. But it doesn’t make this any less real.”
     

    “This is new to me, Damon, but I’d sure like to keep falling. Last night was a pretty nice leap into the unknown.” Her heart did a stutter-step in her chest.
     

    “A gentleman should never deny a lady.” Damon’s hand molded to her breast, peaking the nipple with a pinch. Her breath hitched as Damon’s talented hands had them both naked, satin skin and power covering her before she could catch her breath. There was only him and the heated compliments whispered against her skin.
     

    He teased her nipples, licking and sucking, pinching and rolling, sending electric jolts of pleasure sizzling along her nerves. Her internal muscles clenched, moisture seeping out to dampen her trembling thighs. His fingers tangled in the auburn thatch of hair at the apex of her thighs, her hips lifting, inviting him lower.
     

    Damon slid seductively down her torso, his tongue and fingers taking a leisurely tour down her stomach. His tongue laved her hip bone as his thick fingers parted her folds. Her nails bit deep into his muscles as the pleasure rippled over her nerves.
     

    “I want to taste you, Jules and I want you to see me ravage your body. Prop yourself on some pillows and see how hungry you make me.” Damon nipped at her inner thigh, and she did as he instructed. He pushed her legs wide, his fingers splaying her open.
     

    “Like a flower, sweet nectar for sipping.” He tugged at her pubic hair with his lips.
     

    She closed her eyes, sliding into the anonymity of darkness.
     

    “No, don’t close your eyes. Watch me.”
     

    She lifted her heavy lids, staring down into the amber depths of his eyes. “I promise to do my best.” An embarrassed smile quivered the corner of her mouth.
     

    His tongue came up her slit, drawing a startled gasp of pleasure from her.
     

    “Your best effort is all I ask.”
     

    One hand spread her wide, exposing her sensitive bud, while the other dipped two thick fingers into her slick channel. His lips came down on her, his tongue flicking the sensitive pearl. Bliss surged outward like hot currents along her nerves, heating her blood and making it hard to breathe. The visual stimulation of Damon’s flickering tongue added another dimension to the heavy ache pulling at her internal muscles.
     

      “You like that?”
     

    The sensation was amazing. She nodded, biting down on her bottom lip, unsuccessfully trying to hold back the lascivious sighs of lust he drew from her. Gooseflesh rose on her thighs as his fingers worked in tandem with his talented mouth. As her tension mounted, her hips bucked against his assault, but he never lost contact with her. Her hands fisted in the comforter, anchoring herself against the waves of ecstasy threatening to drown her.
     

    Every time his fingers pushed, Julie tipped her hips, urging him deeper. His teeth nipped at her delicate flesh, sending pinpoints of delicious pain to her fingers and toes, only to have his tongue lave and soothe. He continued the masterful