She couldn’t find her voice. Only nodded.
He rolled off her onto the other side of the bed. “It’s been a long time.”
“For me too,” she said. He had no idea how long.
She turned on her side and regarded his gorgeous masculinity. If possible, he’d become even better looking. His sandy brown hair was in shoulder-length disarray, and his warm cognac eyes were heavy-lidded. He was still in the depth of relaxation from his orgasm. His nose was perfectly formed and those lips…too full and pink for a man. Women would spend a bundle on Botox to have them. She couldn’t help herself. She leaned over and pressed her mouth to his in a soft kiss.
“That’s nice, Syd.” He rolled on top of her, pressing his elbows into the bed to keep from crushing her. His gaze pierced hers. “You are beautiful. You haven’t changed a bit in five years.”
She’d changed. He had no idea. She smiled in spite of herself. “You have. You’re even better looking than I remembered.”
His cheeks reddened.
She laughed. “You’re blushing.”
He smiled. “Am not.”
“Are too.” She lifted her head slightly and kissed his lips again. “Pretty soon your cheeks are going to be as pink as these beautiful lips of yours.”
More red. She smiled. This was fun. She reached upward and entwined her fingers through his soft hair. Mmm, soft as suede. She inhaled his oaky scent. Fresh as outdoors, just as she recalled.
“It was a wonderful night, wasn’t it?” she said.
“Yes.” He winked. “You know what, though?”
“What?”
“I’m betting this one will be even better.” He crushed his mouth to hers.
* * *
Sydney woke to the light of dawn streaming through the curtains of her hotel window. She sighed. Colorado mornings were always so beautiful.
Next to her, Sam snoozed on his back, his erection apparent from the tent of the sheets. She gently removed the sheet to view his magnificent body. The satiny bronze of his skin lightened where the streams of sunlight touched it. His cock could have been carved by a Renaissance artist in marble, so perfect it was.
Her sex pulsed just looking at it. She wanted it in her mouth, touching the back of her throat.
Quietly she leaned over and touched her lips to the salty head. She trailed tiny kisses up and down the shaft, licked around his sac.
“Mmm.”
She looked up. His eyes were still closed. A slight smile curved the corners of his beautiful lips.
She smiled and bent back to work. She twirled her tongue over his head, savoring the masculine flavor and his husky moans. She took it all until he grazed the back of her throat. She let up, allowing herself to get used to the sensation. It had been a long, long time since she’d done this.
She caressed the hard muscle of his taut thighs as she continued her assault on his beautiful cock. She took him in again to the back of her throat, his moans fueling her desire to please him.
“Sweetheart.”
She looked up. His brown eyes were open and locked upon hers. “Yes?”
“If you don’t stop now, I’m going to come.”
Worked for her. She wanted him to come. She wanted to take him, swallow for him.
Something she’d never done before.
“It’s okay. I want you to.”