Lip Service (Private Relations 2)
He continued to rub her shoulders in silence for a few minutes until she stopped him, saying, “Thank you. They feel so much better now.”
Moving her hair over one shoulder, he started to press his thumbs into her tense neck and said, “You’re so knotted up.”
“I stare at a computer screen all day. Besides, I carry all of my stress in my neck and shoulders anyway.”
A few moments later, she felt his hands stop moving. He placed his hands on either side of her on the counter. She felt the heat radiating off of his body in waves. Taking a half step back, she leaned against his chest for a moment, and said, “That was amazing. Thank you.”
Dipping his head down, he placed a feather-light kiss on the side of her neck. Chloe let her eyelids drift closed as she concentrated on the sensation of his lips on her skin. Tilting her head to the side, she gave him better access.
He brushed his lips a few more times against her skin, until she sighed.
Moving his mouth next to her ear now, he softly asked, “You’re sure you want to do this? It’s going to change everything.”
Chloe stood there, completely still in his arms for a moment, then turned around so she was facing him.
“You’re right. It will,” she said, staring at him intently. Then she asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Nodding, he said, “I’ve wanted to do this for longer than I care to admit, Chloe.”
After a long moment, she nodded and said, “I have to know.”
He closed the distance between their mouths and brushed his lips gently across hers a few times, then backed away. He was watching her intently, as if he was waiting for her to make the next move.
Not nearly satisfied with the brief contact, she slid her hands up his chest and around his neck. Her hands locking behind his neck, she urged his mouth back down to meet hers. Complying with her request, he kissed her again. He began to softly nibble at her lips, then drew her lower lip into his mouth and gently sucked on it.
Sighing, she pressed herself more firmly against him and slid her hands into his hair. When he released her lower lip, she immediately parted her lips for him, letting his tongue sweep into her mouth and stroke against hers. Tilting her head, she drew him even closer and deepened the kiss.
His hands moved from the counter to pull her body flush against his. They roamed restlessly up and down her back as they continued their slow exploration of each other’s mouths.
By the time the kiss ended, Chloe was almost light-headed.
Panting, she leaned her forehead against his chest for a second then looked up at him and said, “Wow.”
Still slightly out of breath himself, Chris released her and took a step back.
After a brief moment, he laughed and said, “Gee. It’s a shame we don’t seem to have any chemistry, Chlo.”
Tilting her head to the side, she considered his statement, then said, “Yeah. I know.”
Her lips twitching irrepressibly, she patted him on the arm, then added, “Maybe if you practice a little more, you’ll get better at it?”
Giving him a pitying glance, she scooted around him as if she was going to make her way back into the living room.
She only managed a total of three steps before he reached out, whirling her around to face him. Before she could speak, his arms shot out. Gripping her hip with one hand and cupping the back of her head with the other, he pressed her back against the door of his refrigerator with such force that she could hear the bottles and jars inside the door rattling with the impact.
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Chloe felt a wave of pure lust surge through her body as he used the hand tangled in her hair to tilt her head back, then slammed his mouth down on hers. Any previous traces of hesitation were completely gone. As their tongues mated, she moaned into his mouth.
Rolling her hips against him, she wrapped her hands around his waist. Sliding her hands underneath the edge of his shirt, she was dying to feel his bare skin against her palms.
Groaning in response, he pressed his obvious arousal into her belly. Breaking his mouth away from hers, he said, “Jesus Christ, Chloe. You’re going to kill me here.”
Using the hand tangled in her hair to direct her again, he exposed the column of her neck, then started to drag his teeth lightly against the sensitive flesh. She whimpered, feeling arousal begin to bloom low in her belly.
He slid his other hand, the one that previously gripped her hip, up to cup her breast. His thumb lightly stroked her nipple through her T- shirt as he continued to place hot openmouthed kisses against her neck.
Moving back from her neck, he untangled his hand from her hair. He stared at her a moment, his eyes heavy lidded with arousal. Then, reaching down, he grabbed her by the waist. Lifting her up, he spun around again, and sat her on the kitchen counter, then moved to stand between her thighs.