“Sweetheart…” he began.
“I want to spend this last night with you,” Nina said softly. “I don’t want to look back on it years later and wish I’d done more, given more. I want…want to show you how I feel about you. How much I…” But she couldn’t quite say how much I love you. It was still too frightening, going too far. “I want to show you how much I care,” she ended instead.
“Then let me taste you.” Reddix cupped her cheek, tilting her face up toward him. “Please, Nina,” he murmured. “I need to get closer to you, need to taste you.”
“I…I…” Nina could feel her cheeks getting hot. Despite his repeated requests that she let him in this way, she had denied him over and over. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him—more like she didn’t trust herself not to freeze and get so uncomfortable she couldn’t go on in that situation. “I just feel…so self-conscious during…that,” she said at last. “I don’t know if I could relax enough to make it, uh, worth your while.”
“Let me try to relax you,” he rumbled, stroking her cheek. “Give me a chance, at least.”
She looked at him uncertainly. “You really want to do this, don’t you?”
“I need to do it,” he growled. “Need to part your sweet pussy lips and lick and suck your hot little cunt until you come for me. Need to go down on you and hear you call my name when you lose control.”
Nina bit her lip. She’d been turned on before, but Reddix’s hot, dirty words and the lust blazing in his silver eyes seemed to send her body into overdrive. She could feel her nipples peaking under the thin silky material of her gown and between her legs she suddenly felt swollen and hot.
“Is this… some kind of a Kindred thing?” she asked at last. “You, uh, need to do this with your women?”
“It’s not really a need—more like a hunger.” He stroked her cheek again, his eyes half-hooded with desire. “I’ve heard other males talk about it, but I never really felt it myself before I met you. I’m hungry for you, Nina—fucking starving to death. Let me do this—let me taste you.”
Nina was getting hotter by the minute, but still, she tried to resist.
“We could do it the other way,” she offered. “I could…could go down on you. I like that.”
“And I like it too—love the feel of your soft lips wrapped around my cock. But that isn’t going to help,” Reddix insisted. “You don’t understand, sweetheart—I need to be on my knees in front of you with my head buried between your legs, spreading your pussy with my tongue.”
“Oh…” Nina tried, but she couldn’t think of any more excuses. “All…all right,” she whispered at last. “As long as you take it slow.”
“We can take it slow,” he promised, his deep voice a soft growl. “Incredibly slow. But first I want to take you to the bed.”
Leaning down, he swung Nina into his arms and carried her over to the broad bed covered in a dark blue spread. Lowering her down onto it, he settled beside her and placed one large, warm hand on her stomach.
“What…what are you doing?” Nina asked breathlessly.
“Nothing yet. Just letting you get used to the idea. Don’t worry, we’ll take it slow. By the time I’m ready to taste you, you’ll be begging me to do it.”
“Don’t count on it.” Nina crossed her arms over her chest, but he only grinned at her.
“Oh, you will. But first we have to get you all warmed it.” His hand began moving, sliding up and down the smooth, silky material of her dress, making Nina’s breath come faster and faster.
Before she knew it, he was stroking lightly over her breasts—cupping them through the thin silk of her dress and pinching her nipples lightly until she moaned and pressed her breasts up into his hand for more.
“So beautiful,” he murmured, bending down to kiss her cheek. “And so responsive. Does it make you hot, sweetheart, when I pinch your nipples like this? Is your pussy getting wet for me?”
“Maybe,” she whispered.
Reddix gave her a lazy smile. “We’ll find out soon. But I’m not done up here yet.”
Leaning over her, he tugged gently on the top of her dress until it came down, pooling around her waist in a silky bundle. Nina bit her lips as her breasts were freed. He’d seen them before, of course, but somehow she felt more naked this time—more vulnerable. Maybe because she knew what all this was leading up to.
“Such beautiful breasts,” Reddix breathed. Leaning down, he sucked one of her nipples deep into his hot mouth. Nina gasped and pressed up to him, feeling the sparks of desire shoot through her body as he lapped and nipped her tender bud.
She pressed her legs together tightly. It felt like there was some kind of a highway running straight from her sensitive nipples to her pussy. Every time Reddix sucked or licked her tight little nubs, it sent a rush of heat down to her core. Already she could feel herself getting even hotter and wetter. The dark blue lace panties that went with the dress were going to be soaked with her juices if Reddix didn’t stop soon—it was so embarrassing! And yet, she didn’t want it to end.
He was pulling her dress lower now, over her hips and down her thighs. At first Nina wasn’t sure she wanted to let him, but his mouth on her breasts was giving her so much pleasure she found herself unable to say no.
The minute Reddix got the dress all the way off, leaving her with nothing but the thin lace panties, she began to get nervous. She could massage people all day long and help them to relax, but it just wasn’t in her nature to relax in an intimate situation herself. She felt uncertain and self-conscious about her behind and thighs, wishing they were smaller, wishing she was thinner, prettier…
“Relax, sweetheart,” Reddix murmured, obviously sensing her tension. “Not gonna taste you yet. Going to take things slow, remember?”
“I guess…” Nina pressed her thighs tightly together, afraid he would ask her to open for him. Instead, Reddix gathered her into his arms as he had during their first encounter and held her tight.
“You’re so perfect,” he murmured, one large hand sliding down the curve of her hip and cupping her ass. “You’re everything I ever dreamed of, everything I ever wished for. I feel so damn lucky to have you in my arms right now.”
“Oh, Reddix…” Nina cuddled a little closer to him, burying her face in his hard, warm chest.
“I want to taste you so much,” he murmured, his hand sliding down and around until his long fingers were between her thighs. “But first I want to touch you again. Can I do that, Nina? Can I touch you?”
“Of course you can.” She felt a little more comfortable with this request. After all, he’d touched her several times while they were “feeding” the Hurkon collar.
Reddix growled softly in approval at her answer.
“Good. Then spread your legs for me, sweetheart. Open up and let me in.”
Nina did as he asked, rolling over onto her back and spreading her thighs for him. She was embarrassed to see that the blue panties were almost black they were so soaked with her juices. Reddix seemed to like it, however.
“Look at this,” he murmured, cupping her little mound over the panties. “Look how wet you are, sweetheart. And all because I’m going to taste you tonight. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you wanted this more than you want to admit.”
“No, I…no,” Nina protested, but her stomach fluttered nervously. There was no denying that despite her nervous reluctance to allow this intimacy, the idea of Reddix spreading her open and licking her in such a secret, private place had her squirming all over the bed.
“We’ll see about that,” Reddix growled. He slid down the bed until his face was level with her lacy panties.
“Wait a minute,” Nina protested. “I thought…thought we were taking it slow.”
“We are,” he promised. “I’m going to kiss you now—but with your panties on. I won’t take them off until you’re ready to let me, all right?”
Again, Nina felt her nerves somewhat soothed. She nodded. “All right,” s
he whispered.
“Good. Now open up a little, sweetheart. Let me in,” he commanded.
With a sigh, Nina allowed him to part her thighs and get his wide shoulders between her legs to hold her open. She could feel her pussy lips spreading beneath the lace of her panties and wondered if Reddix could tell what was happening. The material of the skimpy little garment was so thin and so soaked with her juices, she was sure it must be clinging to her, showing every bump and curve in high definition.
Sure enough, Reddix ran one blunt fingertip along her slit, right between her parted pussy lips, making her jump and gasp. Of course, the panties were still between them, keeping him from touching her bare pussy, but she could still feel the slow, gentle pressure on her clit as his fingertip slid over the swollen little bud.
“I can see how open you are under these little panties,” he growled softly, looking up at her. “Going to kiss you right here on your sweet little clit. That way you’ll get an idea how it will feel when I peel off these naughty little panties and taste you for real. Okay?”
“O…okay,” Nina whispered, biting her lip.
“First, though, I’m going to spread you just a little wider. I won’t take off the panties, but I need to slip my fingers inside them for just a minute. Can you let me do that?”
“I…I g-guess so,” Nina stuttered. Her heart was pounding like a drum, and she didn’t know if she could stand the intensity. She watched, her pulse racing, as Reddix slipped two long fingers under the sides of her panties and found her plump outer lips. Then, gently, he opened her wide, spreading her pussy under the thin lacy panties and exposing the throbbing bud of her clit lying under the clinging fabric.
“Perfect,” he murmured and then looked up at her again. “Gonna kiss you now—over the panties. All right?”
Nina nodded, too tongue-tied to speak.
Keeping his eyes on hers, he leaned forward and pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her aching bud, outlined by the damp lace.
Nina moaned breathlessly as she felt his hot breath caress her. The gentle pressure of his lips moving against her was intensely erotic, as was the sight of his dark head bent low over her, as he spread her open. The kiss seemed to go on and on, but at last Reddix looked up, his silver eyes lazy with lust.
“God, sweetheart, you smell so good—so sweet. And your little slit looks so hot under these silky panties. Sure would like to see a little more of you, though—maybe just the top?”
“How do you mean?” Nina asked. Though he had touched her several times, this was the first time he’d been so close to her down there. The first time he’d really looked at her.
“Just want to inch your panties down a little bit,” Reddix assured her. “Just enough to see the top of your slit. How would that be?”
“All right I guess,” Nina whispered.
He nodded and tugged at her panties, pulling the lace edging down over her mound until the top of her slit was revealed.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, admiring her. “But I bet your clit is even prettier. Want to show me that too, Nina?”
As he spoke, he reached under her panties again with one finger and stroked the area in question, tracing just the sensitive side of her throbbing button as though to illustrate his point.
Nina jumped a little and gasped as tingles of pleasure shot through her. For such a big man, he had an incredibly gentle touch, and the tender way he caressed her made her even hotter.
“Yes,” she whispered, before she could stop herself. “I guess…guess that would be okay.”
“Good.” Lowering her panties even more, he revealed her clit. Her pussy lips were still spread wide, and Nina was embarrassed to see how prominent it was, nestling in her inner folds like a pink pearl.
“Look at that,” Reddix murmured, stroking her clit again. This time Nina watched him do it since the area was now bare. She bit her lip at the erotic sight of his blunt fingertip sliding gently around and around her throbbing core. “How does that feel, sweetheart?” he murmured, looking up at her. “You like to watch me pet your pussy?”
Nina felt her cheeks getting hot, but she had to nod anyway.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, I…I like it. A lot.”
“Not as much as I’m going to like tasting you,” he rumbled. “But right now I just want to kiss you again. Just one little kiss right here, in the center of your pussy.”
Nina’s breath caught in her throat. He was stroking her clit again, asking if he could kiss her there.
“Just a kiss?” she asked at last.
“Just a kiss,” he promised.
“Then…okay, I guess,” she whispered.
“Good girl,” Reddix rumbled. “Such a good girl to spread your legs and let me kiss your sweet pussy, Nina.”
His words sent a new rush of desire through her, and she had to bite her lip from crying out when he lowered his head and kissed her again, this time on her bare, open cunt.
His breath was hot as he pressed his lips to her throbbing button, and he held the kiss for a long, long time. Nina bit her lip as she felt the tip of his tongue brush lightly around her, circling her clit with feather-light licks without actually touching her at the very center where she needed him the most.
“Reddix,” she complained when he finally pulled away. “You’re driving me crazy.”
He gave her that lazy grin again. “That’s the idea, sweetheart. Didn’t I tell you we’d take it slow?”
“You did, but I didn’t think it would be this slow.”
“We’re making progress,” he assured her. “Speaking of that, how about letting me see the rest of you?”
“The…the rest?”
“You know what I mean,” he growled. “I want to take off your panties and spread your pussy completely. Want to see all of you up close before I taste you. All right, Nina?”
Nina bit her lip again, but she knew there was no real choice. She was aching for him—throbbing to have more of his mouth on her. Slowly, she nodded.
“All right—take them all the way off.”
“Good girl,” he murmured again.
Taking his time, he slid the damp lace all the way down her legs and threw the lacy panties the floor. Then he put his big, warm hands on Nina’s inner thighs, spreading and caressing her at the same time.
“Such a pretty little pussy,” he murmured, running his hands up and down her thighs. “So open and wet. Look at all the sweet honey you’re making for me.” Gently he stroked over her open pussy with two fingertips and brought them away glistening with her juices.
“I…can’t help it,” Nina moaned as his fingers slid over her clit. “Can’t help getting wet when you…you touch me like that.”
“What about when I touch you like this?” He stroked over her open folds again, but this time he didn’t stop. Two thick fingers breached her entrance and slid deep into her pussy, making Nina moan again.
“God, Reddix…”
“This is how I’m going to make you come,” he murmured, looking into her eyes as his thick fingers began to pump into her. “I’m going to fuck you very deep and slow with my fingers while I lick your sweet little cunt. I’m going to suck your clit and stroke it slowly with my tongue until I feel you squeezing all around me…” His fingers continued to move.
“God…” she whispered again.
“Then, when I feel you coming, I’m going to pull my fingers out and fuck you with my tongue instead,” he murmured, his eyes blazing with lust. “Going to tonguefuck you and lap up every drop of that sweet honey you’ll make for me. Understand?”
“Yes…” Nina was beyond protesting, beyond denying him anything. She spread her legs wider, offering herself to him completely. “Yes,” she whispered again. “Please…please do it.”
* * * * *
Reddix didn’t have to be asked twice. The sweet feminine scent of her open pussy was intoxicating, and the brief taste of her honey he’d gotten earlier while kissing her clit wasn’t nearly en
ough. He wanted more—wanted to bury his face between her thighs and lick and suck and taste until he’d memorized her flavor, until the memory of her sweetness was burned into his soul forever.
Gods, how he needed this—needed her. He hadn’t been lying to Nina when he called his desire to taste her a hunger. She was so beautiful—so ripe and ready and open. He wanted to ravish her with his tongue, wanted to make her come harder than she ever had in her life and hear her call his name while she did it.
With a low groan, he lowered his head once more and sucked the ripe little bud of her clit between his lips.
Nina moaned and bucked her hips up, her inner channel tightening around his fingers in response to the new pleasure. Reddix’s shaft surged hard against the inner confines of his trousers, but this wasn’t about him—it was about pleasuring the woman he loved, probably for the last time. It was about giving Nina something to remember him by—something she would never forget. Pressing his fingers deeper and harder into her pussy, he redoubled his efforts on her throbbing clit.
Her flavor made him even harder than her scent. Sweet and salty, she tasted perfect—a flavor he’d been craving all his life and had finally found. Groaning low in his throat, he lapped her harder, dragging his tongue over her slippery folds, bathing his face in her sweet sex as he thrust his fingers deeply into her, urging her to make even more honey.
Her soft little fingers found their way down into his hair and shoulders, and he felt the sharp bite of her nails as she pressed her hips up, offering herself, trying to get more of his touch, his tongue.
“Reddix…oh God, Reddix!” she moaned, and he felt his cock surge again. Gods, how he loved to hear his name on her lips, loved to hear her call for him as he brought her to the edge! He licked harder, concentrating again on her tight little clit, bathing it with the tip of his tongue before sucking it between his lips and lashing the sensitive bundle of nerves mercilessly, causing her to claw at his shoulders and cry his name breathlessly once more.
She was close—incredibly close, and he knew it. Pressing forward he licked even harder, thrusting deep, urging her wordlessly to let go, to give in to the pleasure he was providing.