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dropped it on the floor in one movement. He traced a finger around the lace cups of her bra.
“Sexy.” He winked at her and sprang the back clasp free.
Before he could remove it, Vonda locked gazes with Tom and slowly lowered the straps down her arms, teasing him with small glimpses of her nipples, while she held the bra cups in place with one hand. His gaze left hers, fixating on her chest. Slowly, ever so slowly, she lowered the cups, the lace rasping against her sensitive nubs.
Tom licked his lips, glanced at her face and dropped his mouth to one nipple. With his tongue, he circled the bud, driving her crazy before finally drawing it into his mouth. Vonda sighed as she ran her hands through his hair, holding him against her. The man had talented lips, fingers, tongue. Wonder if all parts of him were equally good?
Probably.
His mouth moved to her other nipple, while one warm finger circled the nub he had sucked, the contrast of warm finger and cold air causing chill bumps to form across her skin. She felt desire rushing through her blood, heating her, her core growing wet for him, because of him.
She wanted the feel of his skin against her. Needed it. Needed him. His shirt had to go. Now. Even if it meant breaking the connection of his mouth against her breast.
Vonda yanked his t-shirt out of his pants, shoving it up until it caught on his arms. Drat it.
“Eager, eh?” Tom grinned at her, male satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.
“You have no idea.” Vonda managed to yank the offending t-shirt over his head and deposited it on the pile of clothes littering the floor. About time some article of his clothing joined the pile.
“I like you like this. Wanting me.”
She smiled at him, pulling him close for a kiss. The mating heat might rule her hormones and cause her to need sex, but it didn’t make her long for his touch. The longing was all Tom’s doing. She had never wanted a man like this before.
She trailed kisses to his ear, while his fingers played with her nipples, circling, pinching.
“God, Tom, you make me want you. Now.”
“Hmm. That’s what I like to hear. But it’s denied.” He flicked a fingernail across her nipple, eliciting a groan from her. “You have to wait. I have a lot to make up for.”
“Mmm. I like that idea. Unfortunately the sun sets soon, so unless you want a furry wolf in your bed, you need to get a move on.”
“You have a point.”
She reached for the button of his jeans. “Let’s make you more comfortable.”
His hands ran down her ribs, over her waist, stopping on the waistband of her low rise jeans. “Ditto for you.”
And then he kissed her and all thoughts except for getting that damn button undone left her mind. In a rush of hands, sweep of arms and some fancy footwork, they both managed to remove each other’s jeans and underwear.
Vonda felt the bed hit the back of her knees and she tumbled onto the patchwork quilt covering the mattress. Tom’s weight fell on top of her, a delicious blanket of warmth and comfort.
She wrapped her legs around his waist as his hips rolled against hers, his staff rasping against her sensitive clit. He pulled back and thrust forward, teasing her, making her groan.
The fire built in her veins, centered in her core, as he continued teasing her clit, thrusting, pulling back, until she started convulsing. One big hand touched her mound.
“Not yet. I want to be in you when you come.”
“Well then, hurry it up!”
Tom chuckled. Using his hand, he guided that huge erection to her entrance. Locking gazes with her, he thrust into her core, sinking to the hilt. Vonda gasped as he filled her. For sure she’d be sore tomorrow. His thumb stroked her cheek, concern in his eyes.
“You okay? I’m a little big.”
“A little? Feels good. Would feel better if you’d move.” She tightened her legs, pushing his hips into hers.
Tom smiled and did as she wanted, pulling back and slamming into her, over and over again until she
“Sexy.” He winked at her and sprang the back clasp free.
Before he could remove it, Vonda locked gazes with Tom and slowly lowered the straps down her arms, teasing him with small glimpses of her nipples, while she held the bra cups in place with one hand. His gaze left hers, fixating on her chest. Slowly, ever so slowly, she lowered the cups, the lace rasping against her sensitive nubs.
Tom licked his lips, glanced at her face and dropped his mouth to one nipple. With his tongue, he circled the bud, driving her crazy before finally drawing it into his mouth. Vonda sighed as she ran her hands through his hair, holding him against her. The man had talented lips, fingers, tongue. Wonder if all parts of him were equally good?
Probably.
His mouth moved to her other nipple, while one warm finger circled the nub he had sucked, the contrast of warm finger and cold air causing chill bumps to form across her skin. She felt desire rushing through her blood, heating her, her core growing wet for him, because of him.
She wanted the feel of his skin against her. Needed it. Needed him. His shirt had to go. Now. Even if it meant breaking the connection of his mouth against her breast.
Vonda yanked his t-shirt out of his pants, shoving it up until it caught on his arms. Drat it.
“Eager, eh?” Tom grinned at her, male satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.
“You have no idea.” Vonda managed to yank the offending t-shirt over his head and deposited it on the pile of clothes littering the floor. About time some article of his clothing joined the pile.
“I like you like this. Wanting me.”
She smiled at him, pulling him close for a kiss. The mating heat might rule her hormones and cause her to need sex, but it didn’t make her long for his touch. The longing was all Tom’s doing. She had never wanted a man like this before.
She trailed kisses to his ear, while his fingers played with her nipples, circling, pinching.
“God, Tom, you make me want you. Now.”
“Hmm. That’s what I like to hear. But it’s denied.” He flicked a fingernail across her nipple, eliciting a groan from her. “You have to wait. I have a lot to make up for.”
“Mmm. I like that idea. Unfortunately the sun sets soon, so unless you want a furry wolf in your bed, you need to get a move on.”
“You have a point.”
She reached for the button of his jeans. “Let’s make you more comfortable.”
His hands ran down her ribs, over her waist, stopping on the waistband of her low rise jeans. “Ditto for you.”
And then he kissed her and all thoughts except for getting that damn button undone left her mind. In a rush of hands, sweep of arms and some fancy footwork, they both managed to remove each other’s jeans and underwear.
Vonda felt the bed hit the back of her knees and she tumbled onto the patchwork quilt covering the mattress. Tom’s weight fell on top of her, a delicious blanket of warmth and comfort.
She wrapped her legs around his waist as his hips rolled against hers, his staff rasping against her sensitive clit. He pulled back and thrust forward, teasing her, making her groan.
The fire built in her veins, centered in her core, as he continued teasing her clit, thrusting, pulling back, until she started convulsing. One big hand touched her mound.
“Not yet. I want to be in you when you come.”
“Well then, hurry it up!”
Tom chuckled. Using his hand, he guided that huge erection to her entrance. Locking gazes with her, he thrust into her core, sinking to the hilt. Vonda gasped as he filled her. For sure she’d be sore tomorrow. His thumb stroked her cheek, concern in his eyes.
“You okay? I’m a little big.”
“A little? Feels good. Would feel better if you’d move.” She tightened her legs, pushing his hips into hers.
Tom smiled and did as she wanted, pulling back and slamming into her, over and over again until she
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