Free Sexy Hart (Sexy Series) by Dani Lovell

taking me in. He licks his lips as he stares at my chest and as if someone pressed the ‘skip’ button on a remote control, his hands are on my breasts and his mouth closed tightly around one of my nipples. I thrust my fingers in his hair and gasp as he laps his tongue over and around me, devouring it as if it’s the first delicious treat he’s eaten in years.
    Oh my god, if only I could bottle this feeling… I only get to experience this on very rare occasions and every time I do, I wish I could remember more clearly or at least have recorded it so that I could watch it over and over to recapture exactly how incredible this man makes me feel… although that does sound a bit porno-ish and that’s not really my bag… but still.
    “Oh god…” he groans, nipple in mouth, biting down gently to hold it between his teeth and I cry out in ecstasy. He slides his hand swiftly down my stomach and over my pubic bone until he’s touching me there, exploring again - savouring how I feel. “Wow… oh, wow…” he moans, his voice deep, sexy and full of animalistic arousal.
    As he moves away from my clitoris, making me whimper at the loss, he glides further down and slips his fingers inside and I cry out loud. “Oh, Oliver… oh yes that’s so good, oh my god, it feels so… so…”
    “Mmm… you’re so… so hot and wet for me, my god I love how perfect you are…” he says as he continues to twist and pump his fingers deliciously whilst sucking and tugging on my nipples. Again, exactly the words I need to hear to make me… make me… uh oh…
    “Oh fuck, Oliver, stop! Stop before I… oh please stop - I’m going to…to…”
    “Clare, come - please, you look incredible when you cry out loud for me… show me, show me how hot I’m making you, show me how much you love my fingers inside your body…”
    As if I could continue listening to that and not burst around him. So naturally, that’s what happens and as I’m wailing and crying out as it crashes through me - hard and powerfully, I can’t help but be really angry at myself for letting go so soon! It’ll take a while to get me back to the ‘come stage’ again.
    “Ohhh…” I moan, my body still arched backwards on the bed, his hand moving slowly and gently as I come down, “Oh so…. so, so, so… good…”
    “Wow, Clare… that was… you look… Jesus Christ you’re amazing…”
    I grin, my eyes firmly closed, and I lower my back down onto the bed again, relaxing my tensed muscles. It was amazing… even if I am annoyed that I came so quickly.
    I feel him changing positions beside me and his fingers leave me, but I’m still coming down and not quite ready to open my eyes and present myself to the real world again.
    “You’re stunning. You look… and feel…” he pauses for a moment and suddenly I feel warm breath on my lady bits, and before I can fully come around, his tongue is inside me. Oh! “…and taste…” he adds, taking his tongue from me briefly, “…unbelievable.”
    I moan again as he continues with his tongue, tasting me, holding my hips and really devouring me - moaning excitedly all the while. It’s almost like he’s never had it before, or that he’s some kind of sex addict that can’t get enough… but he can carry on all he likes because he is so bloody good at it, I may have just come, but he is doing everything right to push me back up to my threshold again at a super-fast pace.
    He slips his fingers inside me again as he focuses his mouth on my extremely sensitive clitoris. Mentally, I’m praying he won’t over-do it or make me jump out of my skin by not being gentle enough after such a forceful orgasm, but once he starts, I forget all of that and swoon at his expertise. Of course he won’t over-do it, this is Oliver we’re talking about. Oliver knows his fucking shit. Oh yeah… yeah he does…
    I look down at him as he licks me slowly, continuing with his fingers and he lifts his head to look up at me.