Foreign Affair by Shelli Stevens

low and thick. He lifted her so her legs wrapped around his waist. “I just had to make sure you knew what you were doing.”

Chapter Five
    Tyler’s mouth came down on hers again as he pushed her back against the door. He gripped the edges of her shirt and ripped it from her body, sending buttons flying. The bra he struggled with for a second before successfully unclasping it in the back.
    His mouth closed over one nipple, and she cried out, the sensation so intense it sent her senses spinning. He squeezed her ass and continued to suck on the sensitive tip of her breast while moving them toward the bed. At one point he tripped over his suitcase in the journey.
    Lena laughed and wove her fingers into his hair when he cursed. She pulled his head back up and pressed her lips to his, opening her mouth to him. His tongue entered, and she groaned as the heat building inside her turned up another notch.
    A moment later the air rushed from her lungs as he dropped her onto the bed. She stared up at him, blood pumping through her body and moisture pooling between her thighs.
    His lips curved into a sexy little smile as he unfastened her skirt while holding her gaze. He pulled the fabric down her hips and over her legs, then drew his hand down her belly to cup the mound of her sex. Pleasure shot through every nerve in her body, and she lifted her hips with a stunned cry.
    She’d been deprived of pleasure—of passion—for too long. Maybe she’d never had it.
    This was crazy. Wonderful. Crazy wonderful.
    He released her, and she groaned in protest at the loss of his touch. He gave a soft laugh and removed her nylons and shoes.
    When he had both shoes off, his mouth closed over her big toe.
    Lena giggled, exhilarated, and tried to pull her foot away. “Hey, no toe sucking.”
    Tyler glanced up at her and raised his eyebrows as his tongue slid over the arch of her foot.
    “Oh, well, I suppose that’s not too bad.” she murmured, a bit breathless now.
    He set her foot down and kissed his way up her leg.
    Her breath locked in her throat. Dizziness assailed her as she realized where his mouth headed. Oh, wow. Keith didn’t do oral sex. Didn’t consider it sanitary . Unless, of course, he was on the receiving end.
    Her thoughts trailed off when she realized he’d stopped. He seemed to be analyzing something. She glanced down to look at him.
    Shit. She’d forgotten all about that .
    Tyler paused and looked up at her, his eyebrows raised in question. Lena blushed, knowing what he would ask.
    “I tried to shave it into a heart last week, but I guess it didn’t turn out so well. I know. It sort of looks like a freakish bunny thing, but I… God, I’m just going to shut up now.”
    “You’re adorable.” His smile grew, and he leaned down to kiss her artistic attempt.
    She started to argue, but then his mouth moved south of the distorted heart, and she lost all ability to think.
    His tongue slid into the folds of her sex, and she gasped, clutching the pillow above her. He moved upward to flick against her clit, his hot breath and moist tongue drawing a ragged moan from her.
    “Tyler.” She gasped and tried to move away, the pleasure growing almost too intense.
    He gripped her hips and held her still, continuing to circle her clit. Again and again, until the pleasure spiraled through her and exploded.
    The orgasm shook her, robbed her of the ability to breathe, and made every inch of her body shake.
    Her pulse slowed again, even as he continued to rain kisses over her thighs. She shook her head and let out an unsteady exhale. And I thought oral sex wasn’t necessary?
    “Damn,” she mumbled, staring at the ceiling. “I’ve never… Wow…”
    “We’re not done.” He pulled himself back up and grabbed a condom from his wallet on the nightstand. Lena let her fingers glide through his hair as he rolled it on.
    A moment later, he tried to move over her, but she resisted and pushed him back onto the bed. His surprise and