again. “Relax,” he murmured. “You’re strung tight as a bow.”
Her eyes opened again, and they gleamed in the twilight. “I can’t relax.” Her voice was low and throaty. “I want you too much.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” He kept his tone light, but lust slammed into him. He tamped it down. He’d made a boast that he would turn her inside out. That would take more than a three-minute bout of frantically plunging into her.
Yet that was exactly what his body was craving. Ignoring the ache in his groin, he lowered his mouth to the pulse in her throat and nipped her there. She moaned, igniting another flare of heat in his veins. God, how he wanted to pound into her.
He’d blame abstinence for that. His divorce had left his ego battered, and he’d made a conscious decision to wait a while before getting involved with someone new. How ironic that he was breaking his sexual fast with Bethany Grace.
And yet, how fitting, too. Her books, intentionally or not, had affected his self-confidence. Providing her with mind-blowing orgasms would do a lot to restore his faith in himself. He hadn’t planned for the evening to go this way, but if she wanted to lead him to temptation, he’d make her damned glad she had.
Yes, driving Bethany Grace slowly insane was far more important than satisfying his urgent need to have her. She’d primly informed him that she didn’t flail. There would be some justice in being the guy who made her come completely undone.
That goal helped him focus. Pushing aside his own need for release, he began a leisurely journey over her hot, silky skin. He paid special attention to her full breasts and her nipples as they puckered beneath his tongue.
When she arched her back with a whimper of need, he applied gentle suction. He loved both the sensation of tugging on her nipple and her little gasp of pleasure. His cock loved those things, too, and it throbbed with impatience. The condom waited on the bedside table, taunting him.
Instead of reaching for it, he moved on, licking his way down her rib cage as he eased lower on the mattress. He paused to explore her navel.
She groaned and dug her fingers into his shoulders. “Nash...I want...”
“You’ll get what you want,” he murmured. Balanced on his forearm, he used his free hand to loosen her hold. Then he brought her hand to his mouth and made passionate love to it. He sucked on each finger and dipped his tongue into each crevice. He traced every line in her palm.
She began to tremble, and he wondered if she was responsive enough to come through suggestion alone. He had something else in mind, something he’d never tried before, but Bethany inspired him to be creative. He held on to her moist hand as he slid lower. The scent of her arousal made him long to taste her, but first...
Grasping her wrist, he drew her hand down between her thighs. “Show me how you touch yourself. Is it like this?” He took hold of her finger and rubbed it back and forth over her sweet little clit.
She groaned but didn’t pull away. She was obviously desperate for a climax.
“Or like this?” He switched to a circular movement.
“Like...that.”
“Keep doing it, Bethany. Let me watch.”
She continued the caress he’d coaxed her into, and her breathing grew rough with excitement.
“Don’t stop. I’m going to help.” His pulse raced as he slipped two fingers deep inside her. “You’re so wet, so incredibly wet.”
“Because I want—”
“I know. Come for me.” He matched his strokes to her rhythm, and as she rubbed faster and harder, he increased his speed. The liquid sound he created nearly made him come, too. He wouldn’t be able to play this game much longer.
He felt her contractions a split second before she cried out and arched upward. Slipping his hand free, he slid his shoulders under her raised hips. Then he settled his mouth over the entrance to all things wonderful. She was still riding the crest of pleasure,
Her eyes opened again, and they gleamed in the twilight. “I can’t relax.” Her voice was low and throaty. “I want you too much.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” He kept his tone light, but lust slammed into him. He tamped it down. He’d made a boast that he would turn her inside out. That would take more than a three-minute bout of frantically plunging into her.
Yet that was exactly what his body was craving. Ignoring the ache in his groin, he lowered his mouth to the pulse in her throat and nipped her there. She moaned, igniting another flare of heat in his veins. God, how he wanted to pound into her.
He’d blame abstinence for that. His divorce had left his ego battered, and he’d made a conscious decision to wait a while before getting involved with someone new. How ironic that he was breaking his sexual fast with Bethany Grace.
And yet, how fitting, too. Her books, intentionally or not, had affected his self-confidence. Providing her with mind-blowing orgasms would do a lot to restore his faith in himself. He hadn’t planned for the evening to go this way, but if she wanted to lead him to temptation, he’d make her damned glad she had.
Yes, driving Bethany Grace slowly insane was far more important than satisfying his urgent need to have her. She’d primly informed him that she didn’t flail. There would be some justice in being the guy who made her come completely undone.
That goal helped him focus. Pushing aside his own need for release, he began a leisurely journey over her hot, silky skin. He paid special attention to her full breasts and her nipples as they puckered beneath his tongue.
When she arched her back with a whimper of need, he applied gentle suction. He loved both the sensation of tugging on her nipple and her little gasp of pleasure. His cock loved those things, too, and it throbbed with impatience. The condom waited on the bedside table, taunting him.
Instead of reaching for it, he moved on, licking his way down her rib cage as he eased lower on the mattress. He paused to explore her navel.
She groaned and dug her fingers into his shoulders. “Nash...I want...”
“You’ll get what you want,” he murmured. Balanced on his forearm, he used his free hand to loosen her hold. Then he brought her hand to his mouth and made passionate love to it. He sucked on each finger and dipped his tongue into each crevice. He traced every line in her palm.
She began to tremble, and he wondered if she was responsive enough to come through suggestion alone. He had something else in mind, something he’d never tried before, but Bethany inspired him to be creative. He held on to her moist hand as he slid lower. The scent of her arousal made him long to taste her, but first...
Grasping her wrist, he drew her hand down between her thighs. “Show me how you touch yourself. Is it like this?” He took hold of her finger and rubbed it back and forth over her sweet little clit.
She groaned but didn’t pull away. She was obviously desperate for a climax.
“Or like this?” He switched to a circular movement.
“Like...that.”
“Keep doing it, Bethany. Let me watch.”
She continued the caress he’d coaxed her into, and her breathing grew rough with excitement.
“Don’t stop. I’m going to help.” His pulse raced as he slipped two fingers deep inside her. “You’re so wet, so incredibly wet.”
“Because I want—”
“I know. Come for me.” He matched his strokes to her rhythm, and as she rubbed faster and harder, he increased his speed. The liquid sound he created nearly made him come, too. He wouldn’t be able to play this game much longer.
He felt her contractions a split second before she cried out and arched upward. Slipping his hand free, he slid his shoulders under her raised hips. Then he settled his mouth over the entrance to all things wonderful. She was still riding the crest of pleasure,
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