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lower until he reached her pelvis. With his other hand, he gripped the thin lace of her panties. His mouth crashed down on hers in a kiss fueled by dark passion as he curled the band through his fingers. A quick tug later, he tore the scrap of material from her hips. His mouth swallowed her gasp of surprise.
He stuffed them into his pocket like they were some sort of souvenir. Perhaps they were a token to remember this night because not only would it be their first, it would also be their last. With his attention back on her, he popped the strawberry into her mouth. He pushed the blankets to the foot of the bed, then gathered her into his arms before he gently tossed her onto the mattress.
“Open your legs and show me how hot you are for it.”
She swallowed the sweet berry and a whimper escaped her lips as she inched her legs open. The light from the night stand lamp glistening on her nether lips, letting him know how much she wanted him. His nostrils flared and he gripped her thighs to urge them farther apart. He spent a long time looking at her nakedness, his eyes savoring the sight of her. She quivered beneath the intensity of his glare, needing him on top of her, inside her, more than she needed her next breath.
“Cole,” she said, surprised to find her voice still functioning. She arched her hips, her body conveying what she wanted as she reached for him.
“What?”
“Please,” she said, not above begging.
His hand went to his jacket and he shrugged it off his shoulders. “Is this what you want, Gems?”
“Yes,” she murmured. “I want you naked.”
He kicked off his shoes and the next thing to go was the tie and shirt. He folded them neatly and placed them on the bureau. Gemma took that time to admire his body. Even though he had been hard and built in his youth, his young body was nothing compared to the man standing before her today. Her skin moistened all over, her fingers itching to stroke his rippling muscles as he turned back to her.
She pointed to his pants. “Keep going,” she managed.
His eyes flared hot at her boldness. “You really are a bad girl at heart, aren’t you?”
Her body pulsed, the heat between them tremendous as his hands went to his zipper. Ten seconds later he stood before her stark naked, save for his dog tags. She began trembling from head to toe, never having seen such a perfect male specimen before. Lacking modesty, he moved closer and sexual energy leapt between them, threatening to burn everything standing in their path.
A low growl of longing sounded in his throat as he knelt on the mattress and climbed up her body. He settled on top of her and she relished the weight of his hardness pressing her into the soft mattress. His mouth closed over hers, and when she tasted the sweet flavor of champagne and strawberries on his tongue, she whimpered in erotic delight. The sound seemed to urge him on. He deepened the kiss, his tongue slashing urgently against hers.
Their tongues tangled, their lips moving with purpose, everything in their kisses deep, sensual, hungry. A long while later, her bruised lips thoroughly kissed, he abandoned her mouth. His hands trailed her contours as he urgently acquainted himself with her body. He stroked her, gauging her reactions to his caresses. Everything in his touch was intensely intimate and highly erotic as he physically introduced himself to her.
Her sex moistened and as the scent of her arousal saturated the room, he slid lower. He buried his face in the sensitive crook of her neck before traveling to her breasts. He pulled one nipple into his mouth. She cried out in pure ecstasy as he nipped and nibbled, then swiped the soft blade of his tongue over her engorged bud to ease the delicious sting left behind.
Thorough lover that he was, he paid homage to her other breast before beginning a downward descent. His lips trailed over her quivering flesh. Everywhere he touched he left a trail of fire that threatened to burn her from
He stuffed them into his pocket like they were some sort of souvenir. Perhaps they were a token to remember this night because not only would it be their first, it would also be their last. With his attention back on her, he popped the strawberry into her mouth. He pushed the blankets to the foot of the bed, then gathered her into his arms before he gently tossed her onto the mattress.
“Open your legs and show me how hot you are for it.”
She swallowed the sweet berry and a whimper escaped her lips as she inched her legs open. The light from the night stand lamp glistening on her nether lips, letting him know how much she wanted him. His nostrils flared and he gripped her thighs to urge them farther apart. He spent a long time looking at her nakedness, his eyes savoring the sight of her. She quivered beneath the intensity of his glare, needing him on top of her, inside her, more than she needed her next breath.
“Cole,” she said, surprised to find her voice still functioning. She arched her hips, her body conveying what she wanted as she reached for him.
“What?”
“Please,” she said, not above begging.
His hand went to his jacket and he shrugged it off his shoulders. “Is this what you want, Gems?”
“Yes,” she murmured. “I want you naked.”
He kicked off his shoes and the next thing to go was the tie and shirt. He folded them neatly and placed them on the bureau. Gemma took that time to admire his body. Even though he had been hard and built in his youth, his young body was nothing compared to the man standing before her today. Her skin moistened all over, her fingers itching to stroke his rippling muscles as he turned back to her.
She pointed to his pants. “Keep going,” she managed.
His eyes flared hot at her boldness. “You really are a bad girl at heart, aren’t you?”
Her body pulsed, the heat between them tremendous as his hands went to his zipper. Ten seconds later he stood before her stark naked, save for his dog tags. She began trembling from head to toe, never having seen such a perfect male specimen before. Lacking modesty, he moved closer and sexual energy leapt between them, threatening to burn everything standing in their path.
A low growl of longing sounded in his throat as he knelt on the mattress and climbed up her body. He settled on top of her and she relished the weight of his hardness pressing her into the soft mattress. His mouth closed over hers, and when she tasted the sweet flavor of champagne and strawberries on his tongue, she whimpered in erotic delight. The sound seemed to urge him on. He deepened the kiss, his tongue slashing urgently against hers.
Their tongues tangled, their lips moving with purpose, everything in their kisses deep, sensual, hungry. A long while later, her bruised lips thoroughly kissed, he abandoned her mouth. His hands trailed her contours as he urgently acquainted himself with her body. He stroked her, gauging her reactions to his caresses. Everything in his touch was intensely intimate and highly erotic as he physically introduced himself to her.
Her sex moistened and as the scent of her arousal saturated the room, he slid lower. He buried his face in the sensitive crook of her neck before traveling to her breasts. He pulled one nipple into his mouth. She cried out in pure ecstasy as he nipped and nibbled, then swiped the soft blade of his tongue over her engorged bud to ease the delicious sting left behind.
Thorough lover that he was, he paid homage to her other breast before beginning a downward descent. His lips trailed over her quivering flesh. Everywhere he touched he left a trail of fire that threatened to burn her from
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