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through me as he pulls my head to him. He’s quickly exploring my mouth with a demanding kiss.
I’m leaning so far over now with all my weight on my leg tucked in front of me, the t oes of my other foot barely touching the ground.
I feel his other hand grab hold of my hip, and in one swift move, he yanks that side of me forward, and I’m somehow now straddling him.
Oh, he’s slick. How did he do that? He lets go of my neck and clutches my other hip. My hands go straight into the back of his hair, and I revel in the warm feel of his body against mine.
Ian releases my lips, but k eeps his right there, teasing my hungry mouth. I’ve had a taste, and I want more.
“Brynlee, I want to pleasure every inch of you until you’re begging me to stop so you can breathe.” His mouth is back on mine, and his hands slide right up under my shirt.
He palms my breasts, and I feel his erection through his jeans as I gently rub the back of his neck and whimper from his artful touch.
I want him to pleasure me until I can hardly breathe, but Drew’s message keeps playing in my head. How could I ever tell him I slept with a guy on a third date after the talk we had only a week ago?
Ian pulls my bra down, finding my nipples. They’re rolling between his fingertips, so I lean back some to give him more room, my hands hanging on to his shoulders.
“Ian,” I whisper.
“Let me make you feel good, Brynlee.” He presses his lips to my neck while his hands still deliver a load of excitement. My conviction to hold out begins to waver, and as a result, my head falls back, bare skin calling to him.
H is mouth follows the trail, stalking up my throat, teeth grazing and nipping, lips skimming. The sexual energy traps the air in my lungs, and his desire collars me until his lips skirt along my jaw, causing the evacuating breath to finally come out as a shudder.
“See, Brynlee. Yo ur body is responding to me, begging to be touched.” His voice penetrates, words assailing my restraint further. “I don’t need to feel to know you’re wet … waiting for my mouth … my cock.”
“Fuck,” I say as a drawn out moan from someplace deep within me tells him I agree, but it’s too soon. I straighten up, reining in my longing.
“I can’t yet, Ian.”
I notice his uneven breaths still invading my ear. He slowly releases my breasts and gently pulls my bra back over them.
H e rests his forehead against mine, his heart pounding against me, and there is something about the thundering beat that tells me he’s not holding the same control he normally does.
“ I’ve never desired a woman as much as I desire you, Brynlee.”
“I’m sor ry.”
“Don’t be sorry. Someone hurt you, didn’t they? A guy used you and bailed.”
“ I um, I’ve only had sex once.” I pull my bottom lip through my teeth, biting it hard. This is embarrassing. “I was in college and drunk at a party.” Sitting up straighter, I look away.
“ I didn’t know the guy, and he wasn’t the gentlest for it being my first time.”
“Oh shit .” He kisses my forehead and strokes my hair. “Brynlee, I’m sorry.”
“ This is embarrassing. I’m not trying to wait until marriage to do it again, but I have been waiting for someone who I can trust to stick around for a while.”
“I like you a lot . I realize you can’t trust in a week that I’m not going anywhere, but I want you to know I have no intentions to. I’ve loved spending time with you, but I’m going to be honest–I want your body, too.
“ I want to feel my way along every luscious speck of it and taste every last morsel. I can promise you that when we’re finished, you’ll only remember it as incredible.”
His magnetic, green eyes bore into me, his breath still warming my pores like a sauna, and the words off his tongue are the most erotic syllables I’ve ever heard.
“ You deserve pleasure, and I can feel that you want it from me.” He points at my chest. “There’s a
I’m leaning so far over now with all my weight on my leg tucked in front of me, the t oes of my other foot barely touching the ground.
I feel his other hand grab hold of my hip, and in one swift move, he yanks that side of me forward, and I’m somehow now straddling him.
Oh, he’s slick. How did he do that? He lets go of my neck and clutches my other hip. My hands go straight into the back of his hair, and I revel in the warm feel of his body against mine.
Ian releases my lips, but k eeps his right there, teasing my hungry mouth. I’ve had a taste, and I want more.
“Brynlee, I want to pleasure every inch of you until you’re begging me to stop so you can breathe.” His mouth is back on mine, and his hands slide right up under my shirt.
He palms my breasts, and I feel his erection through his jeans as I gently rub the back of his neck and whimper from his artful touch.
I want him to pleasure me until I can hardly breathe, but Drew’s message keeps playing in my head. How could I ever tell him I slept with a guy on a third date after the talk we had only a week ago?
Ian pulls my bra down, finding my nipples. They’re rolling between his fingertips, so I lean back some to give him more room, my hands hanging on to his shoulders.
“Ian,” I whisper.
“Let me make you feel good, Brynlee.” He presses his lips to my neck while his hands still deliver a load of excitement. My conviction to hold out begins to waver, and as a result, my head falls back, bare skin calling to him.
H is mouth follows the trail, stalking up my throat, teeth grazing and nipping, lips skimming. The sexual energy traps the air in my lungs, and his desire collars me until his lips skirt along my jaw, causing the evacuating breath to finally come out as a shudder.
“See, Brynlee. Yo ur body is responding to me, begging to be touched.” His voice penetrates, words assailing my restraint further. “I don’t need to feel to know you’re wet … waiting for my mouth … my cock.”
“Fuck,” I say as a drawn out moan from someplace deep within me tells him I agree, but it’s too soon. I straighten up, reining in my longing.
“I can’t yet, Ian.”
I notice his uneven breaths still invading my ear. He slowly releases my breasts and gently pulls my bra back over them.
H e rests his forehead against mine, his heart pounding against me, and there is something about the thundering beat that tells me he’s not holding the same control he normally does.
“ I’ve never desired a woman as much as I desire you, Brynlee.”
“I’m sor ry.”
“Don’t be sorry. Someone hurt you, didn’t they? A guy used you and bailed.”
“ I um, I’ve only had sex once.” I pull my bottom lip through my teeth, biting it hard. This is embarrassing. “I was in college and drunk at a party.” Sitting up straighter, I look away.
“ I didn’t know the guy, and he wasn’t the gentlest for it being my first time.”
“Oh shit .” He kisses my forehead and strokes my hair. “Brynlee, I’m sorry.”
“ This is embarrassing. I’m not trying to wait until marriage to do it again, but I have been waiting for someone who I can trust to stick around for a while.”
“I like you a lot . I realize you can’t trust in a week that I’m not going anywhere, but I want you to know I have no intentions to. I’ve loved spending time with you, but I’m going to be honest–I want your body, too.
“ I want to feel my way along every luscious speck of it and taste every last morsel. I can promise you that when we’re finished, you’ll only remember it as incredible.”
His magnetic, green eyes bore into me, his breath still warming my pores like a sauna, and the words off his tongue are the most erotic syllables I’ve ever heard.
“ You deserve pleasure, and I can feel that you want it from me.” He points at my chest. “There’s a
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