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than that.
Stooping down — his lips never breaking contact — Max lifted Bethany into his arms and carried her back to the bed. He’d never opened the room’s blackout curtains when he checked in, and now a solitary lamp on a beside table cast a warm glow over his love’s rounded body. When she reached to click it off, his hand stayed hers.
“Leave it on,” he growled.
He felt a shudder ripple through her body and the overpowering scent of her desire almost sent him into a frenzy. How was it possible to want someone so much?
Afraid that she hadn’t been entirely honest about not being injured, he gingerly removed all of her clothing, inspecting every part of her body with his eyes, his hands, his mouth — partially to tease her but mostly to make sure he hadn’t hurt her. He wouldn’t have been able to continue if there’d been a single mark on her perfectly soft, luscious body. Thank goodness there was nothing but the flush of love.
“Now you,” she whispered, her voice husky. He stood to shuck off his jogging clothes, hoping her sense of smell wouldn’t cause her to run away in disgust.
He kicked off his shoes first, flicking them high in the air and making her giggle. Then flexing as hard as he could so his biceps would bulge impressively, he crossed his arms and eased his t-shirt up until it pulled free of his head. Her sharp intake of breath was the reward he’d been looking for. Hooking his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts, he slid them down gradually, exposing his desire one long inch after another.
His eyes never left her face, but hers were roaming all over his body. The pupils dilated at what they saw and he knew she wanted him as badly as he needed her. But he wasn’t going to rush it. Tonight was to show her how much he loved her, not how horny he was.
Kneeling at the foot of the bed, he started at her toes and kissed his way up her legs. A shiver of anticipation caused goosebumps to break out on her flesh…her delicious, smooth, kissable flesh. He could spend forever just kissing her legs, exploring every curve.
Normally the back of her knees were ticklish but tonight his touch didn’t make her flinch. Just the opposite, in fact — her legs opened slightly, beckoning him. Her aroma was driving him wild, but still he took his time, hands brushing where lips weren’t.
Max draped her legs over his shoulders as he moved forward, drawing another moan from her. He pulled back to simply look at her. When they’d met, Bethany had kept herself neatly trimmed, but as his cub grew inside of her, she found she could no longer take as much care as she once had. She hadn’t said anything to him about it but lately she’d taken to turning off the lights when they made love.
What she didn’t understand was that none of that mattered to him. And, as far as he could tell, the only way to get through to her was to revel in her. Even now, in the throes of passion, she squirmed under his gaze, pulling at him.
“Come up here, Max,” she breathed, lifting her head off the pillow to cast her embarrassed gaze at him.
He glanced up at her from under his lashes and shook his head. “With this smorgasbord just waiting to be eaten? Uh uh, no way, gorgeous.”
The moment his lips touched her mound, Bethany’s head dropped back, accepting what was going to happen, whether she liked it or not. And he intended to make sure she liked it!
Slowly, his lips moved on her, gently drawing soft gasps from her mouth. Every so often, he’d gently flick his tongue on a particularly sensitive spot, testing to see which areas brought the loudest noises. Of course, he knew the spot that would really send her over the edge, but now that she was here, lying prone before him, he was in no hurry.
Lapping and kissing, licking and tugging, Max loved every crevice, every fold of Bethany’s sex. She would tense up when an exploring finger found a new place to delve into, then she would
Stooping down — his lips never breaking contact — Max lifted Bethany into his arms and carried her back to the bed. He’d never opened the room’s blackout curtains when he checked in, and now a solitary lamp on a beside table cast a warm glow over his love’s rounded body. When she reached to click it off, his hand stayed hers.
“Leave it on,” he growled.
He felt a shudder ripple through her body and the overpowering scent of her desire almost sent him into a frenzy. How was it possible to want someone so much?
Afraid that she hadn’t been entirely honest about not being injured, he gingerly removed all of her clothing, inspecting every part of her body with his eyes, his hands, his mouth — partially to tease her but mostly to make sure he hadn’t hurt her. He wouldn’t have been able to continue if there’d been a single mark on her perfectly soft, luscious body. Thank goodness there was nothing but the flush of love.
“Now you,” she whispered, her voice husky. He stood to shuck off his jogging clothes, hoping her sense of smell wouldn’t cause her to run away in disgust.
He kicked off his shoes first, flicking them high in the air and making her giggle. Then flexing as hard as he could so his biceps would bulge impressively, he crossed his arms and eased his t-shirt up until it pulled free of his head. Her sharp intake of breath was the reward he’d been looking for. Hooking his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts, he slid them down gradually, exposing his desire one long inch after another.
His eyes never left her face, but hers were roaming all over his body. The pupils dilated at what they saw and he knew she wanted him as badly as he needed her. But he wasn’t going to rush it. Tonight was to show her how much he loved her, not how horny he was.
Kneeling at the foot of the bed, he started at her toes and kissed his way up her legs. A shiver of anticipation caused goosebumps to break out on her flesh…her delicious, smooth, kissable flesh. He could spend forever just kissing her legs, exploring every curve.
Normally the back of her knees were ticklish but tonight his touch didn’t make her flinch. Just the opposite, in fact — her legs opened slightly, beckoning him. Her aroma was driving him wild, but still he took his time, hands brushing where lips weren’t.
Max draped her legs over his shoulders as he moved forward, drawing another moan from her. He pulled back to simply look at her. When they’d met, Bethany had kept herself neatly trimmed, but as his cub grew inside of her, she found she could no longer take as much care as she once had. She hadn’t said anything to him about it but lately she’d taken to turning off the lights when they made love.
What she didn’t understand was that none of that mattered to him. And, as far as he could tell, the only way to get through to her was to revel in her. Even now, in the throes of passion, she squirmed under his gaze, pulling at him.
“Come up here, Max,” she breathed, lifting her head off the pillow to cast her embarrassed gaze at him.
He glanced up at her from under his lashes and shook his head. “With this smorgasbord just waiting to be eaten? Uh uh, no way, gorgeous.”
The moment his lips touched her mound, Bethany’s head dropped back, accepting what was going to happen, whether she liked it or not. And he intended to make sure she liked it!
Slowly, his lips moved on her, gently drawing soft gasps from her mouth. Every so often, he’d gently flick his tongue on a particularly sensitive spot, testing to see which areas brought the loudest noises. Of course, he knew the spot that would really send her over the edge, but now that she was here, lying prone before him, he was in no hurry.
Lapping and kissing, licking and tugging, Max loved every crevice, every fold of Bethany’s sex. She would tense up when an exploring finger found a new place to delve into, then she would
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