with trepidation. His face appeared over hers, and suddenly he was kissing her again. Deep, soulful kisses that made her forget to be conscious of her body and its imperfections. She reached for him, slid her fingers into the soft silkiness of his hair. He laid a hand on her stomach, then over her hip, gradually pulling down her skirt. She helped him, lifting her hips until the skirt slid down her legs, leaving her in only her bra and panties.
He kissed her neck again, evoking chills, then moved his lips over her collarbone and the swell of her breasts. Jane kept her eyes tightly shut, not wanting Will to be disappointed in her. But when he removed her bra and put his mouth over her nipples, she forgot all about everything except the way he pleasured her, teasing her nipple by sucking it. Her eyes flew open and she had to watch his cheeks hollow as he took her nipple into his mouth, then flicked his tongue over the sensitive bud until she thought she might die from the pleasure. And while he plumped and pleasured her breast, he moved his hand over her rib cage and down her belly, making her breath catch as he cupped her sex, drawing out her low moan as he slipped his hand into her panties to tease and torment her.
Her back bowed as she met his questing fingers. He expertly knew right where to touch her, using his fingers to dip inside her, moistening them, and then circling her center of pleasure until she thought she might just die right there.
Taut with tension, she rocked against his hand until he brought her right to the edge.
“Come on, baby,” he whispered. “Let go for me.”
His words, so evocative, so dark and rich with promise, were her undoing. She burst with an orgasm she felt she’d been holding in for years, crying out against him as she thrashed in his arms. He held her as she moaned through it, using his fingers to expertly coax her right to the very edge again. And then he pulled her to the edge of the bed, removed her panties, and put his mouth on her, teasing her with his lips and tongue.
She’d been in a drought for so very long, the heat and wetness was her undoing. She came again, so quickly this time it was almost embarrassing. But Will didn’t seem to think so. As she floated back down he smiled up at her, then stood, and she realized he still had all his clothes on.
She sat up. “That doesn’t seem fair.”
“What’s that?” he asked.
“I’m naked. You’re not.”
“I’m about to fix that.”
He pulled off his shirt, then undid the button on his jeans. She couldn’t help but be fixated on that very prominent bulge that pressed against his zipper. And when he dropped his jeans and shucked his boxer briefs, she could only say, “Oh, my.”
Will grinned, and she took a moment to appreciate the fine specimen of man he was. Here was someone who took care of his body. She’d seen him plenty at the gym, and he worked hard to keep his body in shape. It showed. He had strength.
Now she’d have to test his stamina, because it had been a long dry spell for her and she intended to make this night last.
She opened her arms to him and he came to her, kissing her deeply. Lord, but the man knew how to kiss a woman senseless. And to have his hard body against hers—finally—now that was definitely a dream come true. She ran her hands over his shoulders and chest, and down his belly.
“I like touching you,” she said.
“Feel free to explore,” he said, brushing his lips across hers.
She did, getting to know every part of him. His stomach was flat, with very fine hairs there, so soft to the touch. The only place he was soft, of course. The rest of him was covered in hard muscle.
She reached down to take his shaft in hand, rewarded with his harsh intake of breath. She began to stroke him, but he pulled her hand away.
“Too much of that and it’s going to be all over with in a hurry.”
“We’ll save some of that exploring for round two, then.”
He smiled. “I like the
He kissed her neck again, evoking chills, then moved his lips over her collarbone and the swell of her breasts. Jane kept her eyes tightly shut, not wanting Will to be disappointed in her. But when he removed her bra and put his mouth over her nipples, she forgot all about everything except the way he pleasured her, teasing her nipple by sucking it. Her eyes flew open and she had to watch his cheeks hollow as he took her nipple into his mouth, then flicked his tongue over the sensitive bud until she thought she might die from the pleasure. And while he plumped and pleasured her breast, he moved his hand over her rib cage and down her belly, making her breath catch as he cupped her sex, drawing out her low moan as he slipped his hand into her panties to tease and torment her.
Her back bowed as she met his questing fingers. He expertly knew right where to touch her, using his fingers to dip inside her, moistening them, and then circling her center of pleasure until she thought she might just die right there.
Taut with tension, she rocked against his hand until he brought her right to the edge.
“Come on, baby,” he whispered. “Let go for me.”
His words, so evocative, so dark and rich with promise, were her undoing. She burst with an orgasm she felt she’d been holding in for years, crying out against him as she thrashed in his arms. He held her as she moaned through it, using his fingers to expertly coax her right to the very edge again. And then he pulled her to the edge of the bed, removed her panties, and put his mouth on her, teasing her with his lips and tongue.
She’d been in a drought for so very long, the heat and wetness was her undoing. She came again, so quickly this time it was almost embarrassing. But Will didn’t seem to think so. As she floated back down he smiled up at her, then stood, and she realized he still had all his clothes on.
She sat up. “That doesn’t seem fair.”
“What’s that?” he asked.
“I’m naked. You’re not.”
“I’m about to fix that.”
He pulled off his shirt, then undid the button on his jeans. She couldn’t help but be fixated on that very prominent bulge that pressed against his zipper. And when he dropped his jeans and shucked his boxer briefs, she could only say, “Oh, my.”
Will grinned, and she took a moment to appreciate the fine specimen of man he was. Here was someone who took care of his body. She’d seen him plenty at the gym, and he worked hard to keep his body in shape. It showed. He had strength.
Now she’d have to test his stamina, because it had been a long dry spell for her and she intended to make this night last.
She opened her arms to him and he came to her, kissing her deeply. Lord, but the man knew how to kiss a woman senseless. And to have his hard body against hers—finally—now that was definitely a dream come true. She ran her hands over his shoulders and chest, and down his belly.
“I like touching you,” she said.
“Feel free to explore,” he said, brushing his lips across hers.
She did, getting to know every part of him. His stomach was flat, with very fine hairs there, so soft to the touch. The only place he was soft, of course. The rest of him was covered in hard muscle.
She reached down to take his shaft in hand, rewarded with his harsh intake of breath. She began to stroke him, but he pulled her hand away.
“Too much of that and it’s going to be all over with in a hurry.”
“We’ll save some of that exploring for round two, then.”
He smiled. “I like the
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