Had he been there all night? She slipped from the covers and crept over to him.
Sarah placed her hand on his forearm. “Killian?”
The pirate jerked and opened his eyes. His lips parted and his eyebrows rose. “Love? You’re nude.”
“I didn’t need clothes for sleeping last night.” She grabbed his hand. “Come to bed. Your back must be sore from sitting here.” She placed his palm on her breast. “Please?”
“You make turning you down almost impossible.” He stood, his hand still on her chest and allowed her to walk him to the bed. “I didn’t sleep.”
“I’m sure.” She slipped her hands inside his open shirt and shoved the garment off his shoulders.
He said he wanted to teach her how to please a man. Time for her to be schooled. She kissed his chest, making her way to his flat nipple. When he groaned, she raked her teeth over the tight bead.
“Sarah, that’s dangerous.” He cupped her head, not allowing her to pull away.
She eased one hand down his belly to the waistband of his pants. He hadn’t buttoned the trousers. What if she touched his dick? Would he cry out? She snaked her fingers into his pants and smoothed her hand over his growing erection in her palm.
“Jesus,” he bit out. His grip on her hair tightened. “Sarah.”
“Yes?” She didn’t wait for an answer. Instead, she licked across his chest to his other nipple. His musky taste—part sweat and part man, filled her mouth. “I want to please you.”
“You are.”
Sarah dropped to her knees. She’d seen pornographic images of women kneeling before men and wondered what it would be like. She opened his trousers. His dick bobbed before her and clear fluid leaked from the tip.
“Go ahead, Sarah. Taste me.” Blush spread from his cheeks down his neck to his chest.
Sarah flicked her tongue across the tip of his cock. Wild excitement ran through her veins. She liked the way he groaned when she wrapped her lips around him. She rubbed his erection on the inside of her cheeks and sucked him into her mouth.
Killian groaned again. “Damnation.” He withdrew from her and sat on the edge of the bed. “You make me weak in the knees.”
“I do?” She batted her eyelashes. She focused her gaze on his. She shuffled across the room, needing more of her pirate. She licked along the underside of his shaft.
“More, love. You’re doing fine. I love it.” He threaded his fingers into her hair and guided her as to what he wanted her to do. Killian massaged her scalp.
A shiver ran through her. She loved her independent streak, but she rather enjoyed giving over control to Killian. Pleasuring him wasn’t demeaning like she’d heard when she’d whispered with her friends. The freedom to be herself, no matter how sexual, propelled her forward.
Sarah wrapped her hand around his cock and licked the head. She felt so bold and enlightened. She took him to the back of her throat. This time he tasted different, but not bad. The fullness took her by surprise. She liked the way they fit together.
“Sarah.” Killian guided her, bobbing her head over his erection. “Darling.”
She shivered and shuddered. Seeing him so excited pleased her. She continued to pump her mouth around his cock, mimicking the way he’d plundered her pussy.
“Wait, love.” Killian let go of her hair and withdrew from between her lips. “Up.” He hoisted her on top of him, so she was straddling his hips. He hadn’t even dropped his pants the rest of the way. “I need to be inside you. Your mouth on me is good—the best. This will be, too.”
He grasped her hips and seated himself deep within her in one thrust. He arched his back. His teeth gnashed and he groaned. The animalistic aspect of his lovemaking intrigued her. He tipped her forward and kissed her while he guided her up and down on his erection.
The mattress squeaked and sweat beaded on his brow. This was what giving oneself over to another felt like. She welcomed the unique euphoric high