Snowbound
lap, his mouth slanting over hers possessively.
He kissed her deeply, with fervor that matched her own. Their
tongues tangled and collided, almost as if they were at war.
Perhaps it was a bit like a battle, since she wanted to breach his
walls and claim a piece of him for herself.
    His kisses slowed slightly, becoming long and
drugging, as his hands pushed up her camisole to caress her stomach
and back. Beth let her own hands roam freely, pleased to find he’d
come to her in nothing but boxer shorts. Turning her head slightly,
she asked, “Do you sleep in these?”
    “Nah. I just grabbed the first thing in the
drawer when I heard you scream.”
    “I think I’d like you better without them.”
Beth slipped her hands inside the waistband to stroke his hips,
inching down the underwear as she did so. He groaned and thrust
against her, letting her feel the full length of his arousal
against her heated flesh. Motivated, she gave up her efforts to tug
them down and sought out her prize. Reed groaned when she wrapped
her hand around his cock, squeezing gently. “Hmm, much better,” she
managed to say, though her mind was a bit fragmented, between the
pleasure of touching him and the tingles shooting through her body
from his hands cradling her breasts.
    Reed thrust against her hand as he pulled the
camisole off, carefully maneuvering around her wound. His mouth
kissed a wide circle around the bandage. “You almost stopped my
heart this afternoon. ‘Bout keeled over when I saw you
bleedin’.”
    “It didn’t show. You handled it easily.”
    He shook his head, his hair tickling her
chest. “Not on the inside. It left me off-kilter. Guess that’s why
you was able to seduce me so easy.”
    Beth laughed. “I’ve been planning to since a
few minutes after I got off the plane.”
    He snorted. “Still don’t believe that.”
    Annoyed, she put her hands around his cheeks,
forcing his head up from her cleavage. “I’m not lying. I try never
to lie.” For emphasis, she kissed him again, sliding her tongue
along the bottom of his lip before pushing inside. Beth clung to
him, not breaking the kiss, as he shifted their positions so she
was lying under him. He let her control the kiss for a minute,
before taking over, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth and
leaving her breathless.
    She closed her eyes, losing herself in his
touch as his mouth drifted lower. He paused for a leisurely,
thorough inspection of her breasts, pushing them together so his
tongue could alternate between her nipples. Beth had never much
enjoyed nipple stimulation, but perhaps it had more to do with the
technique of the two boys who’d gone before, because this man had
her writhing and thrusting against him. Calling out his name, she
wrapped her thighs around his waist, rubbing her pussy against his
stomach. “I need you, Reed.”
    “Shush, girl, I’m comin’.” He chuckled
against her stomach. “Or you are, soon enough.”
    Beth drew in her breath, holding it with
anticipation and a touch of fear as he neared the apex of her
thighs. None of her boyfriends had ever gotten so close before, and
they’d certainly never done that. “Oh, god.” Had he swiped the side
of his tongue down her? Or maybe the flat part? “Oh, Reed, that’s…”
She trailed off, unable to speak again as breathless moans escaped
her. His mouth moved with deliberate purpose, and he was clearly
skilled. When he added his fingers to the mix, she lost control and
came with a sob, calling out his name as her body shivered and
jerked underneath him. It made the orgasm he’d given her earlier in
the day seem almost mild by comparison, and she was embarrassed to
find she was riding his face like a thing possessed as he kept
licking, eliciting another orgasm before he lifted his head.
    When she could breathe, she reached out a
shaky hand to touch his shoulder. “I’ve never done it before, but
do you want me to…?”
    He shook his head. “Not tonight. I just wanna
be inside

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