Free Out of My League by Michele Zurlo Page B

experiment.” He nibbled a series of kiss-bites over her collarbone, sending shivers in all directions.
    Before, the blindfold had heightened her senses. Now she couldn’t tell which end was up, much less guess what Kaelen was doing as he leaned over her and shifted. Little sounds— pop , scrape , splat —meant nothing.
    He nudged her legs farther apart, but she didn’t think anything of it until she felt the cool wetness of lubricant against the heat of her pussy. Forgetting the blindfold, she lifted her head to see. It didn’t work. “What are you doing?”
    By the time she finished her question, he had inserted a vibrator and turned it on so that it pulsed in regular bursts. Her body jerked. She wanted to push him away, but her hands weren’t cooperating.
    “Not ready. Gimme a minute.”
    “Shhhh.” He smoothed her hair away from her face. “Research. Just relax. Let me do the work. We’ll call this a thank-you for that awesome blowjob.”
    Her muscles might be liquid, but that didn’t stop her pussy from responding to the urging of the vibrator. He increased the rate of vibration. She whimpered. He reached down and fucked her with it.
    It felt good, but it was just too much. Having regained some motor control, she shoved at his arm. Even at full strength, she’d be no match for him. As it was, she didn’t even interrupt his rhythm. Kaelen just didn’t know when to give up. Stubborn asshole.
    “Hey, that’s not a nice thing to call the man who is rocking your world.”
    She hadn't meant to say that out loud. Her hips lifted, thrusting against the growing heat between her legs. “You’re going to make me pass out.”
    “Not until you scream my name again.” He claimed her mouth with a kiss that stole her breath and wiped away anything she might have said.
    His heat pressed along her side, and he threw a leg over her thigh, pinning her in place. She burrowed closer, seeking the comfort of his scent and the solid feel of his body as he stripped away all her defenses. Hot and cold pleasure swirled and prickled at her breasts, belly, and thighs, circling her center until it converged. Desperately she clutched his arm, unable to temper the force with which she dug her nails into his skin.
    He whispered praise and encouragement as the edges of her vision burst with color. She screamed as she climaxed and clung to him as she lost consciousness.
    When she became aware of her surroundings again, she had no idea how much time had passed. Kaelen held her in the crook of his arm, and his legs tangled with hers. He’d spread a sheet over them and removed her blindfold. Mia inhaled the sweet scent of his skin and sighed. “I fell asleep.”
    He smoothed her hair away from her temple and kissed her forehead. “Passed out. Falling asleep implies boredom. Passing out means you had a great time.”
    Her hand rested over his heart. She flexed her fingertips. “I passed out, then. There was definitely no boredom involved.”
    She shifted her body, moving so her hip wasn’t twisted, and his cock brushed her thigh. It seemed a little stiff, so she lifted the sheet to take a peek. It curved, long and hard, lying against his stomach. Definitely ready to go. “How long was I out?”
    “Almost an hour. We still have a couple hours here.” He lifted her chin and feathered a kiss over her lips. “Ready for the comparison test?”
    She trailed her hand down his chest, taking the time to enjoy the feel of his muscles under her fingers. Wrapping her hand around his cock, she grinned. “I’m not sure you can outdo your earlier performance, but I’m looking forward to the attempt.”
    He thrust into her grip, even as he leaned away and reached into the toolbox. “As I recall, we start out with you in the cowboy position.” He ripped the foil.
    She took the condom from the wrapper and unrolled it over his cock, tracing the paths of his veins as she went and enjoying the way he shuddered under her tender care. She threw a