Indiscretion

The car was quiet on the drive to my place, and I wondered if Naomi was having second thoughts about spending the night.

Even though I’d acted confident about what was going to happen once we got to my apartment, the ball was totally in her court. Naomi was a woman worth waiting for. So if all she wanted was to talk some more, have a drink, and maybe make out a little, I was going to have to find a way to control myself. Even if I wanted her more than a starving dog in a room with a raw steak.

Maybe that wasn’t the best analogy, considering she was vegan, but that was exactly the way she made me feel. And it didn’t even have anything to do with me being in the longest dry spell of my life. No, my hunger for Naomi Heart had less to do with satisfying my own needs and everything to do with my desire to satisfy her. I wanted to make her eyes roll back in her head, make her moan in ecstasy, make her want me as much as I wanted her.

When we arrived at my apartment, I walked in ahead of her so I could flip on the lights. Naomi glanced around.

“Wow, it’s really big.”

I couldn’t stop myself. “I’ll show you bigger…”

She smiled. “And…he’s back.”

“Did I go somewhere?”

“You tell me?” She took a step closer and rested her palms on my chest. “You were awfully quiet in the car. What were you thinking about?”

I looked into her eyes. “I was reminding myself to be a gentleman.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s been a while for you, and my thoughts are anything but gentlemanly when I’m near you.”

Naomi’s arms lifted and hooked around my neck. She ran her fingernails across the back of my hairline. It made goosebumps prickle on my entire torso.

“What if I told you I didn’t want you to be a gentleman?”

My cock swelled. “Then I would say you’re gonna be walking funny tomorrow.”

Naomi smiled. “Do you have condoms?”

“A whole box. Bought ’em earlier today.”

She lifted a brow. “Confident much?”

“Hopeful. Not confident.” I dipped my head and ran my nose along her pulse line. She smelled good enough to eat. “You lied to me about smelling like coconut.”

She lolled her head back, giving me better access. I sucked on her creamy skin. “Not technically. You asked me if I had perfume or hand cream with coconut in it. But I don’t. It’s shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, and body scrub.”

I kissed my way up to her ear and nibbled. “You bought them to drive me nuts?”

“Actually, I bought those to taunt you. I bought the one you haven’t smelled yet to drive you nuts.”

“What haven’t I smelled yet?”

Naomi moved her mouth to my ear and whispered. “The edible coconut oil I rubbed all over the lower half of my body.”

Oh fuck.

That was it. There was no going slow after that.

I scooped her off the floor and tossed her over my shoulder, fireman style.

She giggled. “What are you doing?”

I stalked toward the bedroom. “I’m about to eat my two favorite things: you and coconut. I figured you should be comfortable since I might not ever come up for air.”

I flicked on the lights as I entered, wanting to see every inch of her. At the foot of the bed, I slid her down my body before taking her mouth in a kiss. It was hot and heavy the second it started. Naomi pressed her tits against my chest, and when I tried to pull away to set her down on the bed, she sucked on my tongue.

I’d been dying to make her eyes roll back in her head, yet mine were the first to go. She bit down on my lip, sending an ache of pain rippling through my body and ratcheting the desperation I already felt up to near feral. My hands slid all over her, but when her little hand went to my crotch and squeezed hard, I had to remove it, or I was going to wind up embarrassing myself. “Slow down, babe.”

“It’s been a year, Dawson. I don’t want to slow down.”

I smiled. “I get it. But that’s exactly why we need to. Let me take care of you first, so you’re ready for me.”

I didn’t wait for an answer this time. I guided her to sit on the bed and then dropped in front of her on my knees. Thank God for dresses. Though the underwear needed to go, and I needed them gone in less time than it would take to slip them down. So I reached up, gripped the lacy material, and tore it from her body. Naomi gasped.

I love that sound.

She’d just made it two seconds ago, yet I already felt desperate to hear it again. I nudged one of her legs wide and grabbed the other, slinging it over my shoulder. The smell of coconut wafting from her beautiful, glistening pussy made my mouth water. I would’ve liked to take some time to appreciate how pink and perfect she was, but I couldn’t stop myself from diving in. Flattening my tongue, I licked a delicious line from one end to the other. When I reached her clit, I fluttered over it before sucking it in.

“Oh God…” She arched from the bed.

I really thought I might come in my pants just from the sounds she made. One lick, and I knew I was addicted. She tasted amazing—like coconut and her. That thought made me grin. “Cococunt.”

“Wha…what?”

“That’s what you taste like, a mix of coconut and pussy. Cococunt.”

“Oh my God. Shut up and get back to what you were doing.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

I licked and sucked, rubbed and nibbled. Hell, my entire face—nose, cheeks, teeth, jaw, and tongue—got in on the action. Naomi dug her fingers into my scalp and yanked at the roots of my hair as she began to moan.

“Dawson…”

I sucked on her tight bud. “Come in my mouth, sweetheart.”

“Ah…I’m…ah…”

The sound of her coming undone was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard. There was no doubt she was close, but I wanted her to explode. So I slipped two fingers inside and started to pump as I massaged her clit with my tongue. She bucked off the bed, and I reached up and held her down to the mattress.

“Dawson…”

I sucked her swollen bud harder and pumped faster and faster until her head began to thrash from side to side.

“Daaaaaawwson!”

Her moaning my name was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard.

“Oh God! Oh…oh…ohhhhh…”

And there it was. She jerked, her hands fell from my hair, and she came all over my tongue. I kept at it until every last twitch left her body, and then some.

After, her limp limbs splayed across the bed, and her eyes squeezed shut. “Oh my God. That was…otherworldly.”

My ego was pretty big, but it still enjoyed a good stroking. “Otherworldly, huh?”

Her eyes fluttered open. “You’re really good at that.”

“I’m glad you think so. Because I’ll be doing it often. My daily fix of coconut is about to be replaced with cococunt.”