I Saw Her Standing There by Marie Force

began to beat double time when her scent filled his senses. Dark auburn hair spread out on the pillow next to his, and he was pleased to see that the curls he’d become quite fond of had returned overnight.
    He wound one of them around his finger, pulled it straight and then let it spring back into place. She’d told him she hated those curls, but he couldn’t imagine why. He loved them. Moving slowly so he wouldn’t disturb her, he put his hand on her shoulder and smiled when she burrowed deeper into his embrace.
    Then she startled, and her body went rigid.
    “Hey,” he whispered. “It’s just me. Sorry to wake you.”
    She relaxed in tiny, uncertain increments, as if she weren’t entirely sure why she was sleeping naked in his arms.
    He vividly remembered the incredible night they’d shared. He’d never forget it. Despite his isolated life on the mountain, he’d been with his share of women, but none of them had ever rocked his world the way Lucy had. Just thinking about how amazingly responsive she’d been had him hard and longing for more of her.
    When she shifted to find a more comfortable position, her belly pressed against his erection, making him groan.
    “What’s wrong?”
    Not wanting her to think he let his dick run his life, he pulled his hips back, seeking relief. “Nothing.”
    “That didn’t sound like nothing to me.”
    “Nothing a cold shower won’t fix. Don’t worry.”
    Damn if her hand didn’t start to move south, sliding from his chest to his stomach and below. Before his brain could catch up to anticipate her intentions, she had her soft hand wrapped around his extremely hard cock.
    “Lucy,” he said through gritted teeth. “You don’t have to do that.”
    “Why not?”
    The innocently spoken question was in sharp contrast to the way she stroked him, from root to tip, running her thumb over the moisture that gathered at the top.
    “Christ.”
    “Good?”
    Was it good? He wanted to laugh at the absurdity of the question. “Mmm. Yeah.”
    Then she shocked the living shit out of him by pushing him onto his back and kissing her way down the front of him, taking the same path her hand had traveled. He couldn’t believe that shy, reserved Lucy was about to—
    Holy mother of God and all things holy.
The heat of her mouth on him was nearly enough to finish him off—and that was before she brought her tongue to the party.
    Colton grasped handfuls of her hair as he tried to ignore the overpowering urge to take control.
    “Am I doing it right?” she asked, looking up at him with those crystal blue eyes that were a window to her emotions. In them he now saw concern and hesitation.
    “You’re perfect in every way.”
    Her smile lit up her face before she bent to return to the task at hand.
    Colton sucked in a sharp deep breath and kept his eyes open to watch as he gave in to the exquisite pleasure. The combination of her hand stroking him, her lips and tongue . . . “Lucy . . .”
    She mumbled something that sent a shock wave of vibrations through his cock.
    “Lucy.”
    Stopping what she was doing, she looked up at him with those eyes, her lips gone swollen from her efforts. “Did I do something wrong?”
    He sat up, reached for her and pulled her on top of him. “You did everything exactly right.”
    “I wanted to finish.”
    He kissed the pout off her lips. “Another time. I want to finish with you.”
    “Oh.” Her entire body flushed with color and heat. He couldn’t bear to have her so close and not touch her, especially when her skin turned that appealing shade of pink. With his hands on her back, he encouraged her to lean back so he could reach her breasts as he entered her.
    As he took a hardened nipple into his mouth, her slight whimper had him stopping. “What?”
    “A little sore from last night.”
    “Do you want to stop?”
    “No,” she said, sounding as breathless as he felt.
    “Mmm, I’ll go easy.”
    She released a deep breath and combed her