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seemed too far away.
“Yeah. But they like it.” She smiled again and took the bottle out of his hand for another sip. Then she laid down beside him, tucking her hand beneath her cheek. “Cork the bottle, Jace, so it doesn’t leak.”
He did as she said, tossing it down to the bottom of the blanket. He’d planned to seduce her, but she touched him first. Just her hand on his chest, smoothing down his abdomen, then back up to his right nipple.
“Thank you for what you did the other day.”
“Dessert,” he murmured, concentrating on the mesmerizing feel of her palm caressing him. “You were like dessert.”
“I was nervous when I drove up just now.”
“I know.”
“But I’m not nervous anymore.” She tugged on his hand, pulling it to her breast. “Remember what you said on the phone?”
“Which part?” He undid the first button, then the second, until suddenly her dress was open to the waist.
“The part about teasing my nipples.”
He slid his hand in the opening, cupping her firm bare flesh. “You’re not wearing a bra.”
“I figured that when you said not to wear panties, you meant I shouldn’t wear a bra either.”
Oh God. He’d forgotten about the panties, though how he could have, he’d never know. “Are you naked under this?”
“Uh-huh.” She punctuated with a nod and a smile.
“You make me nuts, you know.”
“Ditto.” Then she laid flat on the grass and spread the opening of her dress.
She had the most beautiful breasts he’d ever seen. They weren’t large, but they were high and firm beneath his fingers. She’d carried two children, yet remained perfect. He dipped his head and took a nipple in his mouth. She arched into him, stroking the back of his neck as she held him to her. She tasted of strawberries or some other sweet fruit. He cupped her other breast with his hand and played with the nipple as he sucked her. She wriggled, moving closer into him.
“Lord, that’s good,” she sighed. Then she reached down and undid the rest of her buttons. All the way to the hem.
He looked down the length of her as the dress fell open. The slight roundness of her belly, the soft thatch of hair at the juncture of her thighs, and legs, endless legs. He remembered them wrapped around his head.
“Take off your shirt,” she murmured. “I want to feel your skin against mine.”
He sat up, jerked at the buttons. Damn, he should have worn a T-shirt. So much easier. She helped him push it off his arms, then tossed it to the other side of the blanket.
He came down on her, glided a hand along her thigh. Her skin was so soft, so smooth against his. Then he took her lips, played with her tongue, angled for a deeper, sweeter penetration of her mouth.
He’d show her how good they could be together. He’d make her need him.
Her leg slid along his, her thigh to his hip. She caressed his back and sides with long strokes. “You feel so good, Jace. Make me feel good.”
Make love to me, Jace.
Taylor trapped the plea inside. He’d thought she’d changed her mind. He couldn’t know how badly she wanted this. Too badly to consider backing out. Badly enough to lie and sneak.
“I’ll make you feel better than you’ve ever felt, Taylor.”
He worked his way down her body, from her throat, to her breasts, across her belly to the place he’d been before.
He parted her with his fingers, sliding across her clitoris. She closed her eyes. “Make it better than the other day.” Which was a tall order. A huge order.
He pushed two fingers inside her, then put his tongue to her, working in and out, hitting all her sensitive spots at once. She rose on her elbows.
“I want to watch you.”
Under the moonlit sky, the sight of him between her thighs was the most erotic she’d ever known. He touched her with total concentration, igniting a fire in her body, playing her like a sexual prodigy. She reached the peak, exploded and fell over the edge before she’d even known she was starting
“Yeah. But they like it.” She smiled again and took the bottle out of his hand for another sip. Then she laid down beside him, tucking her hand beneath her cheek. “Cork the bottle, Jace, so it doesn’t leak.”
He did as she said, tossing it down to the bottom of the blanket. He’d planned to seduce her, but she touched him first. Just her hand on his chest, smoothing down his abdomen, then back up to his right nipple.
“Thank you for what you did the other day.”
“Dessert,” he murmured, concentrating on the mesmerizing feel of her palm caressing him. “You were like dessert.”
“I was nervous when I drove up just now.”
“I know.”
“But I’m not nervous anymore.” She tugged on his hand, pulling it to her breast. “Remember what you said on the phone?”
“Which part?” He undid the first button, then the second, until suddenly her dress was open to the waist.
“The part about teasing my nipples.”
He slid his hand in the opening, cupping her firm bare flesh. “You’re not wearing a bra.”
“I figured that when you said not to wear panties, you meant I shouldn’t wear a bra either.”
Oh God. He’d forgotten about the panties, though how he could have, he’d never know. “Are you naked under this?”
“Uh-huh.” She punctuated with a nod and a smile.
“You make me nuts, you know.”
“Ditto.” Then she laid flat on the grass and spread the opening of her dress.
She had the most beautiful breasts he’d ever seen. They weren’t large, but they were high and firm beneath his fingers. She’d carried two children, yet remained perfect. He dipped his head and took a nipple in his mouth. She arched into him, stroking the back of his neck as she held him to her. She tasted of strawberries or some other sweet fruit. He cupped her other breast with his hand and played with the nipple as he sucked her. She wriggled, moving closer into him.
“Lord, that’s good,” she sighed. Then she reached down and undid the rest of her buttons. All the way to the hem.
He looked down the length of her as the dress fell open. The slight roundness of her belly, the soft thatch of hair at the juncture of her thighs, and legs, endless legs. He remembered them wrapped around his head.
“Take off your shirt,” she murmured. “I want to feel your skin against mine.”
He sat up, jerked at the buttons. Damn, he should have worn a T-shirt. So much easier. She helped him push it off his arms, then tossed it to the other side of the blanket.
He came down on her, glided a hand along her thigh. Her skin was so soft, so smooth against his. Then he took her lips, played with her tongue, angled for a deeper, sweeter penetration of her mouth.
He’d show her how good they could be together. He’d make her need him.
Her leg slid along his, her thigh to his hip. She caressed his back and sides with long strokes. “You feel so good, Jace. Make me feel good.”
Make love to me, Jace.
Taylor trapped the plea inside. He’d thought she’d changed her mind. He couldn’t know how badly she wanted this. Too badly to consider backing out. Badly enough to lie and sneak.
“I’ll make you feel better than you’ve ever felt, Taylor.”
He worked his way down her body, from her throat, to her breasts, across her belly to the place he’d been before.
He parted her with his fingers, sliding across her clitoris. She closed her eyes. “Make it better than the other day.” Which was a tall order. A huge order.
He pushed two fingers inside her, then put his tongue to her, working in and out, hitting all her sensitive spots at once. She rose on her elbows.
“I want to watch you.”
Under the moonlit sky, the sight of him between her thighs was the most erotic she’d ever known. He touched her with total concentration, igniting a fire in her body, playing her like a sexual prodigy. She reached the peak, exploded and fell over the edge before she’d even known she was starting
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