Trusting Sydney (The Temptation Saga 6) - Page 7

His cock roared to life. “I want you too. God, I want you.”

He lowered his head and took the other nipple between his lips. He licked and nibbled, enjoying her moans as she writhed against him. He slid the dress down her side, over the hills of her hips, over her thighs, until it lay crumpled on the floor in a black puddle. He eased her panties down and she stepped out of them. A triangle of black pointed the way to ecstasy. He reached between her legs and smoothed his fingers through her folds. Slick. Moist. Wet.

So wet.

He groaned. “Wet, sweetheart.”

“For you,” she said, her voice a breathy whisper.

His erection strained harder against the confines of his black pants. They were a loose fit, but damned if they weren’t tight as a bowstring right now.

“Take me to bed, Sam.”

No need to ask twice. Naked except for her strappy silver sandals, she stood, ruby lips parted, dark hair cascading over silk skin, looking like a creamy dessert.

Still fully clothed, he lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her on the cool sheets, sat down, and started unbuttoning his shirt.

She sat up. “Let me,” she said and took over undressing him. With each button and newly exposed skin, she kissed him.

And with each kiss, his skin tightened, and blood rushed through his veins and settled in his already throbbing erection. He felt her kisses in every pore of his body, every pulse of his heart. Heat curled inside him, threatening his control.

When his shirt lay in a heap on the floor, she started on his pants. A drop of fluid darkened a hole-punch-size spot on his boxer briefs. She smiled, and he knew she had noticed.

He didn’t care. It was no secret how much he wanted her. His rock-hard cock was evidence enough of that.

She eased the boxers and pants over his legs, and her eyes widened.

“You’re so muscular. God, your legs are amazing.”

He smiled. “Thank you.”

“But this”—she slid her hands up his thighs to his cock—“is truly a work of art.” She kissed the head lightly, licking away another drop of fluid.

He jerked. Just one tiny touch from her lips on his cock and he was ready to explode. “God, sweetheart. Damn, that feels good.”

“Mmm, then this’ll feel even better.” She took his length between her lips.

Sweet God in heaven! He couldn’t come yet. Had to get inside her. But oh, how her mouth tantalized him. On top of the incredible feeling, the image of her full lips gliding over his cock was a major turn-on.

And he hadn’t thought it possible to get more turned on.

Oral sex was good no matter what, but Sydney Buchanan had ele

vated it to a fine art. She alternated swirling her tongue around the head and thrusting her mouth up and down his length. Every time he thought he’d burst, she eased up and brought him back down.

Good thing, too, because this night wasn’t ending before he tasted the treasure between those long, beautiful legs.

Gently he grabbed both her cheeks and pulled her toward him for a long, deep kiss. His own saltiness on her tongue drove him crazy, but before he got too frantic, he turned her over so she lay on her back. He broke the kiss and spread her lovely legs.

Between them, her glistening sex beckoned. He kissed each nipple, trailed his lips down her smooth belly to her vulva, and then to her moist folds.

Like silk beneath his tongue. She tasted of sweet pear, of morning dew. He flicked her hard clit with his tongue and then buried it in her wet channel.

She writhed beneath him. “Yes, just like that. Please.”

He continued, adding one finger, and then another, all the while licking her, until she clamped down on his hand.

“Yes! I’m coming.”

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