reverence and worship. Then he sucked on it, sending new waves of sensation coursing through her. No one had ever done such wonderful things to her body before, and she wasn’t sure how much more of this she’d be able to take.
Simon lifted his head only to transfer his attention to her other breast. “Simon,” she moaned his name for lack of anything better to say. The feel of his hot mouth against her skin was good, but she wanted more. Her inexperience, however, made it difficult for her to verbalize exactly what she wanted him to do.
She wanted to feel his bare skin under her fingertips, wanted it pressed against hers. As though reading her mind, Simon pulled back just enough to rip his shirt over his head in one swift movement before falling back on top of her. He kissed the stretched arch of her neck, hands fumbling with the clasp of her jeans. Raising his head, he looked in to her eyes. She wiggled and squirmed beneath him, barely containing the raging hormones zigzagging through her body.
She slid her hands up and down his tanned, muscular arms, reveling in the contrast their skin made. In the back of her mind, she knew there had been a possibility of this happening when she agreed to spend the week with him, but didn’t think it would happen so soon. Now, her untutored body was under his command and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it.
A salacious need filled her. Jessica sighed when Simon pulled off her shoes and kissed her ankles and toes. Unable to help herself, she giggled. He shot her a crooked grin. “Ticklish?”
“Extremely,” she confessed.
“Mmm, I’ll have to keep that in mind. His voice was husky with passion. She offered no protest when he pulled her hip-hugging jeans off, although she wished she weren’t wearing her sensible white granny panties. “Jessica, your body is amazing,” Simon whispered, his tone full of wonder as his eyes devoured her.
She ran her palms over the contours of his well-toned chest. “So is yours.” Wanting to feel his chest crushing her breasts again, Jessica pulled him on top of her until their mouths merged into one. Unlike the hungry kiss from before, this one was tender, and gentle. Simon traced the seam of her lips with the tip of his tongue. “I don’t think I can get enough of you, baby,” he whispered.
She moaned into his mouth, too delirious with passion to respond. Her panties were damp and she pressed her thighs tightly together to relieve the delicious ache within. Simon cradled her breasts in his palms, kneading and shaping them, driving her closer to the edge of insanity. Jessica didn’t know how much more of this she could take before she begged him to fuck her senseless.
Suddenly he raised his head and looked at her in concern, wrinkling his forehead. “I’m so sorry.”
Confusion swept through her. “What…what are you talking about?”
“I swear I didn’t mean things to get this out of hand. I only wanted a kiss and even that was crossing the line. I promised I’d keep my hands to myself unless you asked me not to, and here I am about to ravage you like an animal. I didn’t invite you here for this, but you looked so beautiful and I couldn’t stop myself.”
Now she understood, and wasn’t quite sure how to respond. For the past twelve years of her life, she’d lived without taking risks, without throwing caution to the wind. Jessica wasn’t sure if that could be called living. Right now, all she could think of was how hot her body was with him pressed so erotically against her, and how she longed for the completion of his lovemaking. Why not? She wanted him, and it was obvious that he desired her as well. “What do you want to do now?” she asked finally finding her voice.
“I want to make love to you, but it’s your call.”
Acting on the brazen need that still coursed through her veins she placed her hand on the flat of his chest. “Simon, you talk too much. Shut up and finish what you
Simon lifted his head only to transfer his attention to her other breast. “Simon,” she moaned his name for lack of anything better to say. The feel of his hot mouth against her skin was good, but she wanted more. Her inexperience, however, made it difficult for her to verbalize exactly what she wanted him to do.
She wanted to feel his bare skin under her fingertips, wanted it pressed against hers. As though reading her mind, Simon pulled back just enough to rip his shirt over his head in one swift movement before falling back on top of her. He kissed the stretched arch of her neck, hands fumbling with the clasp of her jeans. Raising his head, he looked in to her eyes. She wiggled and squirmed beneath him, barely containing the raging hormones zigzagging through her body.
She slid her hands up and down his tanned, muscular arms, reveling in the contrast their skin made. In the back of her mind, she knew there had been a possibility of this happening when she agreed to spend the week with him, but didn’t think it would happen so soon. Now, her untutored body was under his command and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it.
A salacious need filled her. Jessica sighed when Simon pulled off her shoes and kissed her ankles and toes. Unable to help herself, she giggled. He shot her a crooked grin. “Ticklish?”
“Extremely,” she confessed.
“Mmm, I’ll have to keep that in mind. His voice was husky with passion. She offered no protest when he pulled her hip-hugging jeans off, although she wished she weren’t wearing her sensible white granny panties. “Jessica, your body is amazing,” Simon whispered, his tone full of wonder as his eyes devoured her.
She ran her palms over the contours of his well-toned chest. “So is yours.” Wanting to feel his chest crushing her breasts again, Jessica pulled him on top of her until their mouths merged into one. Unlike the hungry kiss from before, this one was tender, and gentle. Simon traced the seam of her lips with the tip of his tongue. “I don’t think I can get enough of you, baby,” he whispered.
She moaned into his mouth, too delirious with passion to respond. Her panties were damp and she pressed her thighs tightly together to relieve the delicious ache within. Simon cradled her breasts in his palms, kneading and shaping them, driving her closer to the edge of insanity. Jessica didn’t know how much more of this she could take before she begged him to fuck her senseless.
Suddenly he raised his head and looked at her in concern, wrinkling his forehead. “I’m so sorry.”
Confusion swept through her. “What…what are you talking about?”
“I swear I didn’t mean things to get this out of hand. I only wanted a kiss and even that was crossing the line. I promised I’d keep my hands to myself unless you asked me not to, and here I am about to ravage you like an animal. I didn’t invite you here for this, but you looked so beautiful and I couldn’t stop myself.”
Now she understood, and wasn’t quite sure how to respond. For the past twelve years of her life, she’d lived without taking risks, without throwing caution to the wind. Jessica wasn’t sure if that could be called living. Right now, all she could think of was how hot her body was with him pressed so erotically against her, and how she longed for the completion of his lovemaking. Why not? She wanted him, and it was obvious that he desired her as well. “What do you want to do now?” she asked finally finding her voice.
“I want to make love to you, but it’s your call.”
Acting on the brazen need that still coursed through her veins she placed her hand on the flat of his chest. “Simon, you talk too much. Shut up and finish what you
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