Broken Open
Page 47
And then he stopped, kissing her thigh again and then up to her hip, across her belly just below her navel. He scored short, blunt nails up her sides and then over her breasts.
Holy cow!
She didn’t even know what to do with how good it felt as he dragged his nails across her nipples. Pleasure and pain all mixed up like he’d talked about with his piercings.
He groaned. “The sound you just made, you’re killing me.” He reversed his hands, drawing his nails over her breasts again. Her eyes rolled back as she closed them, her hands fisting in the bedding as she arched up to meet his touch.
Then he shifted and his mouth found her pussy again with long, slow licks as he tugged her nipples.
The climax that built this time couldn’t be denied. It dug in with sharp claws as he continued to devastate her bit by bit until it finally tore through her. She cried out before she thought better of it but it didn’t matter.
He stood and bent to kiss her. “Come with me.”
She rolled over as he got on the bed, sitting with his back against the headboard.
As she crawled over, he rolled a condom on and unbelievably, her body seemed to think it was just dandy to get turned on all over again.
She straddled his legs and brushed herself over the line of his cock, undulating until she went to her knees, guiding him right and then sinking down, taking him inside her slowly, enjoying every single inch of him.
When he was fully seated, they both sighed. He pinched her nipple and then tugged. She moaned and he got that smile of his.
“Are you going to come loud again. Hmm?”
It wasn’t like dirty talk was exotic or anything. She’d heard it before but it usually just made her sort of impatient and embarrassed for her partner.
But Ezra made her believe it. Made her want every dirty, dark thing he whispered against her skin. Ezra was like a nuclear bomb of sex talk. He just turned her to molten hormones.
“I don’t know,” she managed to say around a tongue that felt too big for her mouth. How could she keep quiet with him inside her like this? With his hands and mouth on her? She wasn’t some kind of fucking warlock who had the power to resist all that and the beard, too. She was only human.
He grinned and nipped her bottom lip. “Not like I’d complain that people knew I did something to you that made you come hard enough to scream.”
She made a circle with her hips with his cock still deep inside. “I think scream might be an overstatement. It was a loud groan.”
He grabbed her hips, thrusting up, hard and fast until the heat of it spread outward.
“You’re so wet right now. I can hear how much you love this. A scream, beauty. My mouth on your pussy as I played with your nipples. You came hard and you screamed.”
She nodded, beyond words. So she held on, her hands first on his shoulders and then sliding up into his hair and tugging. He rumbled as their gazes were locked and then let go with one hand, pulling her to his mouth for a kiss with a palm around her throat.
“Make yourself come, beauty.”
She let go, moving her hand to obey. Still sensitive, Tuesday kept her touch light but with him it never went slow, even when she thought she was past the ability to come.
“I can feel your inner muscles clench around me when you start to get close. Damn, that’s so good. So. So. Good. I’m close, though, so you need to be close, too.”
There was no question. No request.
And she didn’t want one.
She grabbed her orgasm and let it build up, filling her as he fucked into her body, until sounds started to come from low in her belly as the pleasure of it was nearly too much.
“Yes, yes, yes. Come on, with me,” he said.
Then he put a hand over her mouth and her orgasm burst over her as she gasped and groaned. He braced an arm around her waist to pull her closer, his lips against her ear.
“You feel so good around my cock right now. You’re so beautiful. You come so fucking pretty. Jesus.”
She sighed as she melted into him and he let go of her mouth, kissing her where his hand was.
Then he looked at her closely before setting her down and going to get rid of the condom.
“Now I feel relaxed enough to come again in a while.”
She laughed as she got out of bed, putting on panties and a pair of pajamas.
“I can’t see why on earth you’d need pajamas. I’m just going to strip you naked again in a few hours.”
“Because we’re staying with other people and your dog might need to go out in the night. I don’t want Nat seeing you naked. Call me selfish. She has her own Hurley boy. Also I’m quite sure Paddy doesn’t want to see my naked butt, either.”
“If he did, he’d need to be punched in the mouth a few times.”
It shouldn’t have thrilled her. It was just a silly, throwaway sentence. But it got to her anyway.
“I’m pretty sure that’s your answer to all sorts of issues with your brothers.” She pointed to the bright blue scarf she’d left on the chair. “Can you hand me that?”
He sidled up, handing it over. “You gonna let me tie you up with that?”
“Maybe later. It’s for my hair. I wear it when I sleep. I mean, okay, so I figured one night I don’t need to. But four days, and I’m here with you. And you look like what sex would look like if it was a person instead of a word.” He liked her hair as much as she liked his beard so she wanted it to keep looking good while they were in the mountains.
Holy cow!
She didn’t even know what to do with how good it felt as he dragged his nails across her nipples. Pleasure and pain all mixed up like he’d talked about with his piercings.
He groaned. “The sound you just made, you’re killing me.” He reversed his hands, drawing his nails over her breasts again. Her eyes rolled back as she closed them, her hands fisting in the bedding as she arched up to meet his touch.
Then he shifted and his mouth found her pussy again with long, slow licks as he tugged her nipples.
The climax that built this time couldn’t be denied. It dug in with sharp claws as he continued to devastate her bit by bit until it finally tore through her. She cried out before she thought better of it but it didn’t matter.
He stood and bent to kiss her. “Come with me.”
She rolled over as he got on the bed, sitting with his back against the headboard.
As she crawled over, he rolled a condom on and unbelievably, her body seemed to think it was just dandy to get turned on all over again.
She straddled his legs and brushed herself over the line of his cock, undulating until she went to her knees, guiding him right and then sinking down, taking him inside her slowly, enjoying every single inch of him.
When he was fully seated, they both sighed. He pinched her nipple and then tugged. She moaned and he got that smile of his.
“Are you going to come loud again. Hmm?”
It wasn’t like dirty talk was exotic or anything. She’d heard it before but it usually just made her sort of impatient and embarrassed for her partner.
But Ezra made her believe it. Made her want every dirty, dark thing he whispered against her skin. Ezra was like a nuclear bomb of sex talk. He just turned her to molten hormones.
“I don’t know,” she managed to say around a tongue that felt too big for her mouth. How could she keep quiet with him inside her like this? With his hands and mouth on her? She wasn’t some kind of fucking warlock who had the power to resist all that and the beard, too. She was only human.
He grinned and nipped her bottom lip. “Not like I’d complain that people knew I did something to you that made you come hard enough to scream.”
She made a circle with her hips with his cock still deep inside. “I think scream might be an overstatement. It was a loud groan.”
He grabbed her hips, thrusting up, hard and fast until the heat of it spread outward.
“You’re so wet right now. I can hear how much you love this. A scream, beauty. My mouth on your pussy as I played with your nipples. You came hard and you screamed.”
She nodded, beyond words. So she held on, her hands first on his shoulders and then sliding up into his hair and tugging. He rumbled as their gazes were locked and then let go with one hand, pulling her to his mouth for a kiss with a palm around her throat.
“Make yourself come, beauty.”
She let go, moving her hand to obey. Still sensitive, Tuesday kept her touch light but with him it never went slow, even when she thought she was past the ability to come.
“I can feel your inner muscles clench around me when you start to get close. Damn, that’s so good. So. So. Good. I’m close, though, so you need to be close, too.”
There was no question. No request.
And she didn’t want one.
She grabbed her orgasm and let it build up, filling her as he fucked into her body, until sounds started to come from low in her belly as the pleasure of it was nearly too much.
“Yes, yes, yes. Come on, with me,” he said.
Then he put a hand over her mouth and her orgasm burst over her as she gasped and groaned. He braced an arm around her waist to pull her closer, his lips against her ear.
“You feel so good around my cock right now. You’re so beautiful. You come so fucking pretty. Jesus.”
She sighed as she melted into him and he let go of her mouth, kissing her where his hand was.
Then he looked at her closely before setting her down and going to get rid of the condom.
“Now I feel relaxed enough to come again in a while.”
She laughed as she got out of bed, putting on panties and a pair of pajamas.
“I can’t see why on earth you’d need pajamas. I’m just going to strip you naked again in a few hours.”
“Because we’re staying with other people and your dog might need to go out in the night. I don’t want Nat seeing you naked. Call me selfish. She has her own Hurley boy. Also I’m quite sure Paddy doesn’t want to see my naked butt, either.”
“If he did, he’d need to be punched in the mouth a few times.”
It shouldn’t have thrilled her. It was just a silly, throwaway sentence. But it got to her anyway.
“I’m pretty sure that’s your answer to all sorts of issues with your brothers.” She pointed to the bright blue scarf she’d left on the chair. “Can you hand me that?”
He sidled up, handing it over. “You gonna let me tie you up with that?”
“Maybe later. It’s for my hair. I wear it when I sleep. I mean, okay, so I figured one night I don’t need to. But four days, and I’m here with you. And you look like what sex would look like if it was a person instead of a word.” He liked her hair as much as she liked his beard so she wanted it to keep looking good while they were in the mountains.
