Chapter 14

Chapter Fourteen

Pearl

I try to prepare myself for what's coming but nothing can. It is all so new, and nothing can prepare me for the feel of his mouth on me. "Oh my God!"

My hands come up to cup the back of his head as the suction of his mouth has every nerve ending popping and sizzling like a live wire. He works the turgid nub back and forth after stealing my breath with a soft swipe of his tongue that has my nipples going even harder than they already were, before sucking on them again.

His other hand comes up to my covered breast and pulls the cup of that one down before playing with it with his fingertips. My body goes on autopilot as it is bombarded from every side. He switches from one to the other and puts the unkissed breast into his mouth. My hips move against him even though I try to stay still. His hand eventually comes down to squeeze the curve of my ass through my jeans before pulling me closer to him.

He has me up in his arms with his mouth back on mine before I can gather my wits about me, carrying me over to the table we have eaten countless meals on. This time Spade lays me on the smooth wood surface, my bare back hitting the cool top. He unlatches my bra before bending back over the table and taking one in his mouth.

"Pearl…," he sounds so serious but how serious can I take him when his face is nestled between the valley of my breasts? He kind of looks like a little kid peeking over the counter asking for a cookie. The image makes me smile and trace the curve of his cheek. "I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be doing any of this. But I also can't seem to stop myself."

I know the feeling. It seems wrong but also so right.

"Can I taste you?"

What now? My brows furrow together, and I try to figure out what he is asking of me. "I…"

"Can I TASTE you?" His hand lowers so it is gently cupping my mound. People who are friends definitely do not do that with each other. Even I know that, and I don't know a lot. "You can say no, beautiful. I promise I won't be mad. We can do other things. I just…really, really want to know how you taste."

I think about what I am letting him do to me already, how far I've already gone. "What…what if you don't like the way I taste? What if you hate it? What if…?"

"Trust me, beautiful. I don't think there is a way in hell I will find you anything but delicious." But what if he doesn't? "How about this? You let me try it first and then we can go from there."

"Try it?"

How is he going to do that?

He wastes no time unsnapping my jeans and taking the zipper down so he can make room for his hand. Even with my pants opened there is barely room for his big hand and thick wrist. I never understood how sexy a wrist could be before I wrapped my hands around him. He burrows under my panties and uses his fingers to trail his way through the middle of my pussy. He runs the tip of his finger up so that it collides with the secret spot between my legs.

"Oh my God! Oh my…Spade! You…!"

"That's right, me!" He takes my mouth with his adding to the points of pleasure erupting through me. "Only me, baby. Only me."

I don't understand what that means but it makes him kiss me harder and his finger adds more pressure to where it is rubbing my clit just perfectly. He takes his hand out of my pants too soon for me to finish and brings it to his mouth. I watch as he licks me off his fingers while closing his eyes and moaning.

"Oh yeah, beautiful. I need to taste that sweet little pussy."

He pulls the back of my pants down over my ass and all the way past my knees before pushing my legs up and burying his face in the center of me. I yelp and jerk my hips to put some space between the two of us. Just for a moment.

"Oh my God! I…You….you have your face…"

"In the best pussy anyone has ever tasted? Yes! Heaven? Oh hell yeah." He uses his tongue to lick up my crevice. "Something I plan to eat again and again? You bet your sweet ass it is."

He eventually works my jeans all the way off me and then spreads my legs wide so he can face plant into my body. Oh God! The feeling of his tongue on me has my body winding tight and my hips dancing under him.

"Oh God, Spade. Please."

He keeps his shoulders in between my thighs so I can't close them even when everything grows heavy and tight and tense. My stomach tightens with expectation and my thighs shake. "Oh Spade…" I reach down to try to pull him from me…by the hair, but it doesn't work. If anything it just makes him lean into me more, suck me harder, put all the zeal he usually saves for food towards me. "Spade, I'm going to cum, damn it! Move, move! I…I'm going to…"

He fights my pull and sucks on the sensitive bud at the top of my pussy that has my eyes closing tight and me seeing stars behind my lids. I cry out his name and arch my back as my world pauses and then starts turning all over again, but this time because of Spade. Everything Spade does is exactly what I need him to do for me. He is the thing that makes my world spin.

By the time my back touches the table again I have tears leaking out of my eyes and my breathing is beyond labored…it is ragged. And when the knock comes on the door it takes me a long time to realize what the hell it actually is.

"Oh my God! Oh my God, Spade!"

"Go to the bedroom, beautiful. I'll handle whoever this is."

He helps me sit up and hands me my jeans before turning me towards the direction of the bedrooms. I don't ask questions but take the clothes and rush for the room I am staying in. For once I am praying the person at the door is not related to me in any way. I don't think I could look Roman in the eyes knowing what I allowed Spade to do to me…and the fact that I want him to do it to me again as fast as he can.

I"m not sure what that says about me but I do know it makes me and Spade a lot more than just friends.