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lower and lower until Tina held her breath, let her head fall back and silently prayed for more.
And then he gave her more and she sighed his name like a blessing.
He slid the edge of her tank top down, pushing itover her breasts until heâd freed them from the fabric and Tina held her breath again, waiting.
âTinaâ¦â he murmured and dipped his head, to take first one, then the other of her nipples into his mouth.
Her breath sighed from her lips as she felt the dazzling sensations rocketing around inside her.
His lips and tongue defined the rigid points and as he suckled at one of her breasts, his fingers teased the other until Tina couldnât think. Couldnât breathe.
He seemed insatiable. As if he couldnât taste enough of her. As if the taste of her were more important than his next breath. And his hands continued to move over her, stroking, sliding, up her back, over her breasts, and down over her hips to her thighs and then inward, to the warmth of her center. He cupped her and even through the linen fabric of the shorts she wore, Tina felt his heat. Felt the incredible pressure of his touch on her and knew she needed more. Needed to feel flesh on flesh.
âBrian,â she murmured, kissing his neck, his jaw, nibbling at his bottom lip as he lifted his head to look at her through dazed eyes. âI want you. I want you so much.â
Brian struggled for air. It felt as though an iron band was around his chest, squeezing. Every inch of his body was alive and screaming. Need radiated from him, and his instincts were all telling him to stretch her out on the floor and take her, hard and fast.
She rocked her hips against his hand and he groaned, gritting his teeth and fighting the hot flash of desire nearly choking him. He touched her center and even through the soft fabric covering her body, he felt her heat, pulling at him.
âBrian, pleaseââ
He looked at her, meeting her gaze and momentarily, he lost himself in the shadowy depths of her eyes. She wanted him. He wanted her. Why did this have to be any more complicated than that?
But it was.
On too many levels.
Sure, the bet, he thought and knew that one more minute in her arms and heâd throw away the stupid bet and any amount of money for the chance to be with her. But there was more at stake here, too. Theyâd been apart five years. It hadnât been easy, but it had been the right thing to do. Did he dare risk screwing it all up now, making it harder on both of them, just for the sake of losing himself in her one more time?
Her hips rocked again and she pulled herself closer, tighter, to him. One arm went around her and he allowed himself a moment to revel in the feel of holding her again. To feel her hair soft against his neck, the press of her breasts against his chest and the soft brush of her breath. He knew her sighs, her moans, her every mood.
And heâd missed her more than heâd ever thought possible.
âBrianâ¦â
âTina,â he said her name on a sigh that ripped from his chest and tore free of his soul.
âDonâtââ she warned, shaking her head and holding on to him even more tightly. âDonât walk away. Donât deny usââ
He touched her.
Because he wanted to.
Because he needed to.
His thumb scraped across the fabric strained tight over her center and Tina reacted instantly. She clutched at his shoulders and opened her legs further, giving him access.
âTouch me, Brian,â she whispered and her voice echoed inside his head, his heart.
She turned over onto her back and lay across his lap and Brian shifted his hand far enough to dip beneath the waistband of her shorts, slide across her abdomen and then slide down farther. She rocked in his grasp and her every movement created torture for him as she moved against his hard body, pushing him closer to the ragged edge.
And still he couldnât stop. He could at least
And then he gave her more and she sighed his name like a blessing.
He slid the edge of her tank top down, pushing itover her breasts until heâd freed them from the fabric and Tina held her breath again, waiting.
âTinaâ¦â he murmured and dipped his head, to take first one, then the other of her nipples into his mouth.
Her breath sighed from her lips as she felt the dazzling sensations rocketing around inside her.
His lips and tongue defined the rigid points and as he suckled at one of her breasts, his fingers teased the other until Tina couldnât think. Couldnât breathe.
He seemed insatiable. As if he couldnât taste enough of her. As if the taste of her were more important than his next breath. And his hands continued to move over her, stroking, sliding, up her back, over her breasts, and down over her hips to her thighs and then inward, to the warmth of her center. He cupped her and even through the linen fabric of the shorts she wore, Tina felt his heat. Felt the incredible pressure of his touch on her and knew she needed more. Needed to feel flesh on flesh.
âBrian,â she murmured, kissing his neck, his jaw, nibbling at his bottom lip as he lifted his head to look at her through dazed eyes. âI want you. I want you so much.â
Brian struggled for air. It felt as though an iron band was around his chest, squeezing. Every inch of his body was alive and screaming. Need radiated from him, and his instincts were all telling him to stretch her out on the floor and take her, hard and fast.
She rocked her hips against his hand and he groaned, gritting his teeth and fighting the hot flash of desire nearly choking him. He touched her center and even through the soft fabric covering her body, he felt her heat, pulling at him.
âBrian, pleaseââ
He looked at her, meeting her gaze and momentarily, he lost himself in the shadowy depths of her eyes. She wanted him. He wanted her. Why did this have to be any more complicated than that?
But it was.
On too many levels.
Sure, the bet, he thought and knew that one more minute in her arms and heâd throw away the stupid bet and any amount of money for the chance to be with her. But there was more at stake here, too. Theyâd been apart five years. It hadnât been easy, but it had been the right thing to do. Did he dare risk screwing it all up now, making it harder on both of them, just for the sake of losing himself in her one more time?
Her hips rocked again and she pulled herself closer, tighter, to him. One arm went around her and he allowed himself a moment to revel in the feel of holding her again. To feel her hair soft against his neck, the press of her breasts against his chest and the soft brush of her breath. He knew her sighs, her moans, her every mood.
And heâd missed her more than heâd ever thought possible.
âBrianâ¦â
âTina,â he said her name on a sigh that ripped from his chest and tore free of his soul.
âDonâtââ she warned, shaking her head and holding on to him even more tightly. âDonât walk away. Donât deny usââ
He touched her.
Because he wanted to.
Because he needed to.
His thumb scraped across the fabric strained tight over her center and Tina reacted instantly. She clutched at his shoulders and opened her legs further, giving him access.
âTouch me, Brian,â she whispered and her voice echoed inside his head, his heart.
She turned over onto her back and lay across his lap and Brian shifted his hand far enough to dip beneath the waistband of her shorts, slide across her abdomen and then slide down farther. She rocked in his grasp and her every movement created torture for him as she moved against his hard body, pushing him closer to the ragged edge.
And still he couldnât stop. He could at least
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