blindsided by her transformation. Now, he wanted to take his time, savor her. Placing a hand at her jaw, he explored her mouth slowly with his tongue while his thumb caressed her cheek.
When she moaned and swayed into him, he smiled against her mouth. “Purr for me, cher. ” He tucked his thumb under her chin and angled her head back to allow his mouth access to her throat. Kissing down her neck, over to her shoulder, he slid one bra strap down out of the way of his lips.
He felt her skin quiver and her breathing grow shaky. His hand slid down and lowered her other strap, caressing her shoulders while his mouth moved down to the soft mound of her breast. Her sigh turned into a gasp as he nuzzled lower and licked her hard nipple over the rough lace.
He moved to her other nipple and then took it into his mouth to suck. She cried out and he smiled. She was so responsive. One arm under her butt, the other around her back, he half walked, half carried her the few feet to the bed and laid her down at the foot with her legs dangling off the edge.
She raised her arms over her head and stretched like a satisfied cat. He unbuttoned his shirt, yanked it off and tossed it. Behind her glasses, her eyes widened as she stared at his chest. Ah, his tat. But she said nothing.
Taking her hips in his hands, he dropped to one knee and kissed her stomach, letting his mouth travel down to the edge of her panties. Her breasts were still covered in black lace.
“Take off your bra,” he rasped against her pelvic bone.Lifting his head, he watched as she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, and then drew it off slowly one strap at a time.
The bathroom light was thankfully bright enough to see the exact shade of her dusky-pink nipples. He could spend all night just caressing them, kissing them.
“You’re beautiful.” He had to taste one again. And he would. But first, to finish what he’d started. Curling his fingers under the edge of her lacy panties, he pulled the lacy fabric down to her knees, exposing pale pink flesh and dark curls. He groaned as he dragged the dainty underwear the rest of the way off her.
Beginning at her ankle, he stroked his hand up one leg to her inner thigh and spread her intimate folds.
When he brought his mouth to her soft sweet spot, she gasped and stiffened. As if she’d never had a man do that before. Geez, surely she wasn’t... He looked up and caught her gaze. “This isn’t your...first time, is it?”
She looked appalled. “No! Of course not!”
Thank God. He lowered himself and he whimpered and wiggled, encouraging him to continue.
And he was only just getting started.
6
C LAIRE COULDN ’ T BELIEVE she was lying here completely naked with some man’s face.
Not just some man. Rafe. He used his fingers to open her more and then licked her and teased her until she couldn’t hold in her moans. God, his tongue. His lips. She lifted her hips to him. The ache spiraled higher. She was so close to the edge, clasping his head with her hands and making incoherent noises.
It was exquisite. It was...embarrassing.
Stop that! Concentrate on how good it feels. How he teased her clit with just the right touch and speed. Oh, yes. It felt so good. Amazing. Getting closer. He must have done this to a multitude of women to know how to pleasure her so skillfully.... How many had lain where she lay now? And...it was gone.
What was wrong with her? Why couldn’t she just relax and let it happen? She pushed him away and sat up, clamping her legs together and covering her breasts with her arms.
“What is it?” He huffed out a breath.
“I don’t—” she squeezed her eyes closed and shook her head “—think I can do this.”
He got to his feet, ran a hand over his mouth. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, not sex, not you, I mean, you were great.”
His scowl grew.
“It’s me. I just can’t...seem to...” She waved a hand. “Gregory said I’m too high-strung. I can’t ‘loosen up
When she moaned and swayed into him, he smiled against her mouth. “Purr for me, cher. ” He tucked his thumb under her chin and angled her head back to allow his mouth access to her throat. Kissing down her neck, over to her shoulder, he slid one bra strap down out of the way of his lips.
He felt her skin quiver and her breathing grow shaky. His hand slid down and lowered her other strap, caressing her shoulders while his mouth moved down to the soft mound of her breast. Her sigh turned into a gasp as he nuzzled lower and licked her hard nipple over the rough lace.
He moved to her other nipple and then took it into his mouth to suck. She cried out and he smiled. She was so responsive. One arm under her butt, the other around her back, he half walked, half carried her the few feet to the bed and laid her down at the foot with her legs dangling off the edge.
She raised her arms over her head and stretched like a satisfied cat. He unbuttoned his shirt, yanked it off and tossed it. Behind her glasses, her eyes widened as she stared at his chest. Ah, his tat. But she said nothing.
Taking her hips in his hands, he dropped to one knee and kissed her stomach, letting his mouth travel down to the edge of her panties. Her breasts were still covered in black lace.
“Take off your bra,” he rasped against her pelvic bone.Lifting his head, he watched as she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, and then drew it off slowly one strap at a time.
The bathroom light was thankfully bright enough to see the exact shade of her dusky-pink nipples. He could spend all night just caressing them, kissing them.
“You’re beautiful.” He had to taste one again. And he would. But first, to finish what he’d started. Curling his fingers under the edge of her lacy panties, he pulled the lacy fabric down to her knees, exposing pale pink flesh and dark curls. He groaned as he dragged the dainty underwear the rest of the way off her.
Beginning at her ankle, he stroked his hand up one leg to her inner thigh and spread her intimate folds.
When he brought his mouth to her soft sweet spot, she gasped and stiffened. As if she’d never had a man do that before. Geez, surely she wasn’t... He looked up and caught her gaze. “This isn’t your...first time, is it?”
She looked appalled. “No! Of course not!”
Thank God. He lowered himself and he whimpered and wiggled, encouraging him to continue.
And he was only just getting started.
6
C LAIRE COULDN ’ T BELIEVE she was lying here completely naked with some man’s face.
Not just some man. Rafe. He used his fingers to open her more and then licked her and teased her until she couldn’t hold in her moans. God, his tongue. His lips. She lifted her hips to him. The ache spiraled higher. She was so close to the edge, clasping his head with her hands and making incoherent noises.
It was exquisite. It was...embarrassing.
Stop that! Concentrate on how good it feels. How he teased her clit with just the right touch and speed. Oh, yes. It felt so good. Amazing. Getting closer. He must have done this to a multitude of women to know how to pleasure her so skillfully.... How many had lain where she lay now? And...it was gone.
What was wrong with her? Why couldn’t she just relax and let it happen? She pushed him away and sat up, clamping her legs together and covering her breasts with her arms.
“What is it?” He huffed out a breath.
“I don’t—” she squeezed her eyes closed and shook her head “—think I can do this.”
He got to his feet, ran a hand over his mouth. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, not sex, not you, I mean, you were great.”
His scowl grew.
“It’s me. I just can’t...seem to...” She waved a hand. “Gregory said I’m too high-strung. I can’t ‘loosen up
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