“I’ve waited five years for this,” she said, seeing the way his eyes flared at the raw need clawing her voice. “Don’t make me wait a second more.”
* * *
Grant sent his gaze roaming over her naked form, his body hardening as he appreciated her lean perfection. She was slender with small breasts, a tiny waist and narrow hips. Her dusky pink nipples caught his eye and he couldn’t wait to swirl his tongue around the sweet, tight buds before devouring them. She shifted under his gaze, her breath hitching.
With a sigh of surrender, he joined her on the mattress. More often than he liked, he’d looked back on the weekend they spent together, recalling how she’d gone from sweet and shy, every inch of her skin impossibly sensitive, to a temptress who’d mastered the power at her disposal and made him lose control.
She sent her fingers tunneling into his hair as he pressed down on her and offered him a poignant smile. “Despite everything that’s happened, there’s no one like you.”
He should’ve stopped to assess her statement. The deep, insightful truth of her heart awaited him within her words, but at the moment his palms were skimming over her ribs and trailing across the trembling muscles of her stomach, pausing at the edge of the perfectly manicured strip of hair that covered her mound.
“You are so damned beautiful.” His voice rasped over the compliment and she smiled at him from beneath her long lashes.
“I’ve missed this.”
“So have I,” he admitted, surrendering to the flames licking through him.
Her grip tightened fiercely, nails digging into his skin, as his lips followed the path his fingers had taken momen
ts before. Only this time, he didn’t pause his downward track, but followed the seam where her legs connected to her body. His tongue tantalized her, wrenching a cry of frustration from her throat. Grinning at her impatience, he kissed his way along her inner thigh to her core, drawing her aroused scent deep into his lungs.
“I need more,” she declared, rotating her hips in search of satisfaction.
Knowing what she wanted, he gave her more. Settling his shoulders between her thighs, spreading her knees far apart, opening her to him, he delicately parted the folds that kept her delicious core hidden. Bare to his sight, touch and taste, her head thrashed against the mattress as her anticipation grew. A moment later, her whole body went rigid as he flicked his tongue around her clit.
Her back arched and a hoarse moan broke from her throat as he dragged his thumb through the wetness gathering between her thighs. She flung her arms wide and grabbed handfuls of the coverlet as if only by hanging on for dear life could she survive the blissful sensations tearing at her.
Grant lost himself in the sounds, smells and tastes of her, plying her with his tongue and lips as one wrenching cry after another escaped her. Past and present collided as he drove her toward her orgasm. Time hadn’t dimmed his memories of their days together. He recalled every caress, knew exactly what to do to make her wild and recognized the significance of her restless, shifting hips. The tension in her muscles rose to bowstring tautness until she thrashed against his mouth.
“You know what I love.” The words poured from her lips as her body began to shake with tremors of pleasure. “Oh, yes. Like that...”
A curse slipped from her lips as her torso bucked. Determined to bring her to an acute state of rapture, Grant kept up his relentless pursuit of her pleasure, pushing her hard into her rising orgasm.
“I’m coming.”
Her chest worked like a bellows as her back arched. With his eyes closed, he relished the series of quakes that wracked her. He dug his fingers into her soft flesh, holding her tight against his mouth as the sounds emanating from her grew positively frantic. Not until he heard her weak chuckle followed by a satisfied purr did he ease away.
Slowly, lazily, as if what she had just gone through left her too spent to move, she lifted her long lashes. Beneath the thick fringe, her dazed green eyes rested on his smug grin. An acknowledging smile tweaked the corner of her lips.
“You’re incredibly good at that.” As he dusted kisses across her abdomen, she propped herself on one elbow and reached out with her free hand to run her fingers through his mussed hair. “You were my first, you know.”
Grant’s head jerked up at the confession. “You weren’t a virgin,” he said, certain he would’ve known.
“No.” She laughed. “But no one had ever gone down on me before.” Her lashes lowered as she watched him. “And I’d never gone down on anyone before you.”
“I guess you had quite an education that weekend.” He smirked at her, choosing not to remark on how he’d guessed at her lack of experience given how shy and awkward she’d behaved as he’d introduced her to various pleasures.
“I certainly did.” Suddenly, she twisted from beneath him and, taking advantage of his surprise, rolled him onto his back. “Let’s see if I remember any of the lessons I learned.”
Her long hair tickled over his shoulders and chest as she trailed her lips over his skin. She toyed with his nipples, coasting her fingertips over them until they peaked and then further stimulating them with the edge of her nails. The enticing discomfort broke open the floodgates of his need, sending what was left of his blood straight to his already painful erection.
That she knew how much he ached for her was obvious in the way she kept her hands away from where he wanted her touch. If his eyes weren’t shut, no doubt he’d see a sassy smile curving her gorgeous lips. Realizing what he was missing out on, he pried his lids up. She’d shaken her hair back from her face and her gaze was roaming from his expression to his erection.
Seizing her lower lip between her teeth, she regarded his jutting hard-on with unabashed feminine appreciation. He could see the wheels spinning in her brain, anticipated her next move. Even so, his whole body quaked as her delicate fingers dipped into the damp heat between her thighs before spreading the wetness over him.
Doubly blown away by the brazenness of her actions and the searing sparks that cascaded through his body as she caught the bead of liquid on a fingertip and circled it over the pulsing head of his erection, blending his arousal with hers, the pressure in him built so rapidly that he nearly lost control.
He covered the hand that rested on him, clamping down to stop her movements. His thumping heartbeat sent blood slamming through his veins as he struggled to push down his surging need.