blinked her passion-clouded eyes at him in question.
There was a heap of vulnerability in his eyes. “Tell me you still want this.”
Quivering in his arms, she smiled. “More than you know. Shall we take this to the bed?”
“Thank God,” he groaned, and his mouth was on hers again, ravenous, insistent. Before he thought better of it, he swept her into his arms and walked to the bed. Something he never would have done were he in his right mind. A slight misstep and he would have dropped her and more than likely landed on top of her to boot.
He laid her down and gazed at her. She was the most amazing, incredible woman he’d ever seen. His eyes devoured her from head to toe. The stockings and heels were fucking hot, but her panties needed to go.
He moved to the end of the bed and grinned. Then he took hold of her ankles and pulled her toward him. A quick glance at her face told him she was okay with his handling of her.
“I’m yours, Mark. Do whatever you’re comfortable with.”
That was all he needed to hear. “I need to see you,” he whispered. He hooked two fingers in the elastic of her panties and swept them down and over her heels. Without a hint of shyness, she widened her legs and gave him a view of what he sought. When she touched herself, he swallowed his tongue again. Then she sucked her glistening finger into her mouth and his brain stuttered to a halt.
When he was able to take a breath and felt relatively confident he could speak, he croaked her name “Sharon.” Trembling, he traced a finger over her glistening center. He wanted to do so many things to her, he just wasn’t sure how.
She shivered at his tentative touch.
He knew if he knelt at the end of the bed, it would be difficult to get up again. There was more than one way to reach this gorgeous siren. He pulled her to the edge and leaned forward, finally able to taste her. She gasped when he kissed her inner thigh, his mouth trailing higher until he swiped her core.
Her moan urged him on. Mark lost himself in her heat. Licking, suckling, and stabbing deeply. She was sweet and spicy, exactly the way he thought she’d taste.
She tunneled her fingers in his hair and held him to her as his tongue swirled and plunged. Her hips bucked, and her breathing became shallow. She was close.
He cupped her derriere with one hand and flicked her nub with the other. That was all it took. She cried out, plunged over the edge, legs shaking, and body quivering. Pride coursed through him; he’d done that. He’d given her the mother of all orgasms.
Mark straightened to his full height. His chest was out, hands on his hips, breath labored, and grinning ear to ear.
“That was incredible,” she panted, and patted the bed next to her, inviting him to join her.
When his smile faded and the sour scent of panic wafted over her, she became worried. He didn’t move or speak. Then his erection began to subside. Wasn’t he past his fear?
He scrubbed his face with his hands, but didn’t move or speak. When he lowered his gaze to avoid looking at her, a flutter of alarm stabbed her heart.
“What’s wrong?”
He huffed a sigh, defeat evident on his face. “I don’t think this is going to work.”
Sharon cocked her head to one side. “What makes you say that? After seeing my body, have you changed your mind?” She knew that wasn’t the issue, she felt the level of his arousal like an intimate caress. By challenging his reasoning, she opened a door to discuss what the real issue was.
Marks gaze shot to hers. “Hell, no. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”
She held his gaze for a heartbeat. “Then be honest with me. I won’t judge you. I think I’ve proven that. What’s wrong?”
He looked away, and then quietly said, “it’s emasculating to admit this, but I’m not sure how to make love to you with this leg.”
Sharon nodded as she considered his options. “May I ask you a personal question?”
“At this point, you
There was a heap of vulnerability in his eyes. “Tell me you still want this.”
Quivering in his arms, she smiled. “More than you know. Shall we take this to the bed?”
“Thank God,” he groaned, and his mouth was on hers again, ravenous, insistent. Before he thought better of it, he swept her into his arms and walked to the bed. Something he never would have done were he in his right mind. A slight misstep and he would have dropped her and more than likely landed on top of her to boot.
He laid her down and gazed at her. She was the most amazing, incredible woman he’d ever seen. His eyes devoured her from head to toe. The stockings and heels were fucking hot, but her panties needed to go.
He moved to the end of the bed and grinned. Then he took hold of her ankles and pulled her toward him. A quick glance at her face told him she was okay with his handling of her.
“I’m yours, Mark. Do whatever you’re comfortable with.”
That was all he needed to hear. “I need to see you,” he whispered. He hooked two fingers in the elastic of her panties and swept them down and over her heels. Without a hint of shyness, she widened her legs and gave him a view of what he sought. When she touched herself, he swallowed his tongue again. Then she sucked her glistening finger into her mouth and his brain stuttered to a halt.
When he was able to take a breath and felt relatively confident he could speak, he croaked her name “Sharon.” Trembling, he traced a finger over her glistening center. He wanted to do so many things to her, he just wasn’t sure how.
She shivered at his tentative touch.
He knew if he knelt at the end of the bed, it would be difficult to get up again. There was more than one way to reach this gorgeous siren. He pulled her to the edge and leaned forward, finally able to taste her. She gasped when he kissed her inner thigh, his mouth trailing higher until he swiped her core.
Her moan urged him on. Mark lost himself in her heat. Licking, suckling, and stabbing deeply. She was sweet and spicy, exactly the way he thought she’d taste.
She tunneled her fingers in his hair and held him to her as his tongue swirled and plunged. Her hips bucked, and her breathing became shallow. She was close.
He cupped her derriere with one hand and flicked her nub with the other. That was all it took. She cried out, plunged over the edge, legs shaking, and body quivering. Pride coursed through him; he’d done that. He’d given her the mother of all orgasms.
Mark straightened to his full height. His chest was out, hands on his hips, breath labored, and grinning ear to ear.
“That was incredible,” she panted, and patted the bed next to her, inviting him to join her.
When his smile faded and the sour scent of panic wafted over her, she became worried. He didn’t move or speak. Then his erection began to subside. Wasn’t he past his fear?
He scrubbed his face with his hands, but didn’t move or speak. When he lowered his gaze to avoid looking at her, a flutter of alarm stabbed her heart.
“What’s wrong?”
He huffed a sigh, defeat evident on his face. “I don’t think this is going to work.”
Sharon cocked her head to one side. “What makes you say that? After seeing my body, have you changed your mind?” She knew that wasn’t the issue, she felt the level of his arousal like an intimate caress. By challenging his reasoning, she opened a door to discuss what the real issue was.
Marks gaze shot to hers. “Hell, no. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”
She held his gaze for a heartbeat. “Then be honest with me. I won’t judge you. I think I’ve proven that. What’s wrong?”
He looked away, and then quietly said, “it’s emasculating to admit this, but I’m not sure how to make love to you with this leg.”
Sharon nodded as she considered his options. “May I ask you a personal question?”
“At this point, you
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