whatever he offered.
Breaking away from the warmth of her lips, he braced himself above her, although he couldn’t make himself give up the delicious sensation of fondling her plump breasts. He struggled to breathe. “I didn’t come prepared to—”
“Neither did I.”
“But I should have—”
“No.” She laid a finger over his lips and took a steadying breath. “If you had, I would have thought less of you. I agreed to an evening horseback ride.” She rubbed her finger over his lower lip. “That’s all.”
“But now my hand’s inside your shirt.” He continued stroking her. “Do you think less of me for touching you like this?”
“Let me ponder that question.” With a soft murmur of delight, she closed her eyes.
She talked like a writer. Who else would say, Let me ponder that question ? But he wouldn’t mention it. Instead he’d focus on giving her as much pleasure as she’d allow. Beneath his gentle massage, her skin warmed, and the tempo of her breathing changed.
“Mmm...no, I don’t think less of you.” She opened her eyes and arched into his caress. “In fact, if you should happen to kiss me there, I wouldn’t complain.”
Although she was mostly in shadow, he heard the quiver of excitement in her voice. “Then maybe I will.” Pushing her bra aside, he leaned down and brushed his lips over her tight nipple. Her moan of anticipation sent a message straight to his groin. In no time his already thickening cock became a steel rod.
If he had any sense, he’d stop before he ended up in agony. But the pressure of her fingertips against his scalp told him how much she wanted this. So did he, even if loving her within specified limits would be torture. Accepting his fate, he licked a circle around that quivering peak before slowly drawing it into his mouth.
His reward was her throaty cry of pleasure. She held his head to her breasts as he continued to lavish attention there. Before long she’d begun moaning and shifting restlessly on the blanket. Tension was building in him, and he knew it had to be building in her, too.
At last he kissed his way back up to her mouth and thrust his tongue inside in a blatant gesture of seduction. He couldn’t give her everything, but he could give her enough. When she began sucking on his tongue, he figured she knew exactly what he was suggesting.
Ending the sensual kiss, he gazed down at her. She was breathing as hard as he was. “Will you think less of me if I make you come?”
She gulped. “Not less. More.”
If he hadn’t been so high on hormones, he might have laughed. As it was, he had to clench his jaw to keep his own orgasm in check. He could laugh about her adorable answer another time, when he wasn’t busy unfastening her jeans and sliding his hand under the elastic of her very wet panties.
She was whimpering, so he wasted no time in foreplay. Thrusting his fingers deep into her slick channel, he pumped rapidly. She came fast, her cries filled with mostly incoherent words. The ones he did catch were earthy and to the point.
When at last she sank back to the blanket with a groan, he kept his fingers buried in her hot body as he leaned over and kissed her. He couldn’t see her smile, but he could feel it. He moved his lips leisurely over hers and enjoyed the contented and lazy way she kissed him back. Finally he lifted his head. “I think you liked that.”
“Oh, yeah.” She sighed happily. “Solo sex isn’t nearly this much fun. “
“Sure isn’t.”
Cupping his face in both hands, she gazed up at him. “I wish you could see me better so you’d know how happy I feel.”
“I can tell by your voice.”
“Thank you for...for giving me a wonderful orgasm.”
“Glad to do it.” He moved his fingers in a gentle rhythm. “I’d be glad to do it again.”
“I think that’s all I’ve got. You turned me inside out.”
“If you say so.” He didn’t believe her. Their first kiss had been explosive, and he’d sensed a
Breaking away from the warmth of her lips, he braced himself above her, although he couldn’t make himself give up the delicious sensation of fondling her plump breasts. He struggled to breathe. “I didn’t come prepared to—”
“Neither did I.”
“But I should have—”
“No.” She laid a finger over his lips and took a steadying breath. “If you had, I would have thought less of you. I agreed to an evening horseback ride.” She rubbed her finger over his lower lip. “That’s all.”
“But now my hand’s inside your shirt.” He continued stroking her. “Do you think less of me for touching you like this?”
“Let me ponder that question.” With a soft murmur of delight, she closed her eyes.
She talked like a writer. Who else would say, Let me ponder that question ? But he wouldn’t mention it. Instead he’d focus on giving her as much pleasure as she’d allow. Beneath his gentle massage, her skin warmed, and the tempo of her breathing changed.
“Mmm...no, I don’t think less of you.” She opened her eyes and arched into his caress. “In fact, if you should happen to kiss me there, I wouldn’t complain.”
Although she was mostly in shadow, he heard the quiver of excitement in her voice. “Then maybe I will.” Pushing her bra aside, he leaned down and brushed his lips over her tight nipple. Her moan of anticipation sent a message straight to his groin. In no time his already thickening cock became a steel rod.
If he had any sense, he’d stop before he ended up in agony. But the pressure of her fingertips against his scalp told him how much she wanted this. So did he, even if loving her within specified limits would be torture. Accepting his fate, he licked a circle around that quivering peak before slowly drawing it into his mouth.
His reward was her throaty cry of pleasure. She held his head to her breasts as he continued to lavish attention there. Before long she’d begun moaning and shifting restlessly on the blanket. Tension was building in him, and he knew it had to be building in her, too.
At last he kissed his way back up to her mouth and thrust his tongue inside in a blatant gesture of seduction. He couldn’t give her everything, but he could give her enough. When she began sucking on his tongue, he figured she knew exactly what he was suggesting.
Ending the sensual kiss, he gazed down at her. She was breathing as hard as he was. “Will you think less of me if I make you come?”
She gulped. “Not less. More.”
If he hadn’t been so high on hormones, he might have laughed. As it was, he had to clench his jaw to keep his own orgasm in check. He could laugh about her adorable answer another time, when he wasn’t busy unfastening her jeans and sliding his hand under the elastic of her very wet panties.
She was whimpering, so he wasted no time in foreplay. Thrusting his fingers deep into her slick channel, he pumped rapidly. She came fast, her cries filled with mostly incoherent words. The ones he did catch were earthy and to the point.
When at last she sank back to the blanket with a groan, he kept his fingers buried in her hot body as he leaned over and kissed her. He couldn’t see her smile, but he could feel it. He moved his lips leisurely over hers and enjoyed the contented and lazy way she kissed him back. Finally he lifted his head. “I think you liked that.”
“Oh, yeah.” She sighed happily. “Solo sex isn’t nearly this much fun. “
“Sure isn’t.”
Cupping his face in both hands, she gazed up at him. “I wish you could see me better so you’d know how happy I feel.”
“I can tell by your voice.”
“Thank you for...for giving me a wonderful orgasm.”
“Glad to do it.” He moved his fingers in a gentle rhythm. “I’d be glad to do it again.”
“I think that’s all I’ve got. You turned me inside out.”
“If you say so.” He didn’t believe her. Their first kiss had been explosive, and he’d sensed a
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