She released the dress and it dropped to her waist. His gaze locked on her breasts, barely covered by her powder-blue, lacy bra, and glided over the swell, sending heat fluttering through her body.
“I knew your breasts would be perfect.”
Her cheeks heated at his compliment.
She reached behind her and unhooked the bra. They’d already made love, but they’d been fully clothed. This was the first time he’d see her naked.
She pushed the straps from her shoulders, watching him and the fire blazing in his eyes. Then she slowly slid the bra down. At the first sight of her rigid nipples, his breath caught.
“Ah, fuck, sweetheart. They’re so beautiful.”
He cupped her breast with his big, warm hand. At the feel of his fingers around her, her nipple cushioned against his palm, she drew in a deep breath.
He knelt down on the floor in front of her and cupped the other one, too. He caressed lightly, then his thumbs glided over the nipples. They swelled, growing harder, sending pleasure spiking right through her body. She ached inside and she felt the dampness forming between her thighs.
He leaned down and when she felt his mouth cover her nipple, she moaned softly. The feel of his hot, wet mouth around her drove her wild. She cupped his head and drew him closer. When he suckled, she moaned louder.
He moved to her other breast and lapped at the nipple, then took it inside.
“Oh, yes. I love that,” she murmured. “But I want to see you now.”
He laughed against her flesh, then stood up. “Whatever you want.”
He unfastened the first button of his shirt. Then the next. She watched as he revealed his chest, broad and muscular. Then his stomach, the abs well-defined and calling to her to stroke them.
She rested her fingertips on his chest, then glided over the tight ridges of muscle.
He undid his belt and pulled it from the loops, then tossed it aside. Then he released the button on his jeans and she licked her lips as he slid down the zipper.
He dropped the pants to the floor and stood in front of her in only his boxers.
“Don’t stop there,” she said, her voice a husky murmur.
He chuckled, then pushed the remaining garment down his legs. When he stood up again, her gaze locked on his swelling cock. She longed to wrap her hand around it. Feel it pulsing in her grip.
“Now you,” he said, holding out his hand to her.
She took it and stood up, then pushed the dress over her hips, letting it flutter to the floor. Then she tucked her thumbs under the elastic of her panties and eased them down, conscious of him watching her, his eyes blazing with heat. Raging hotter as she revealed her intimate flesh.
She glided the panties all the way down to the floor, then stood up.
His intense male gaze gliding over every part of her had goose bumps shimmering over her entire body.
He stepped forward, taking her into his arms. She sucked in a breath at the shock of his hot, hard body against hers. She slid her hands down his back, then over his rock-hard ass, and pulled him closer. His rigid erection pressed hard against her belly.
He walked her backward until she felt the bed against her legs, then he leaned her back until she was lying on the bed, her feet still on the floor. His lips captured hers in a deep kiss, then he eased back.
“Yes. This is the way I want you.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
Del knelt down and guided her legs open. Abi felt a little embarrassed at him staring at her folds, but the warm appreciation in his eyes relaxed her. He ran his hand along her inner thigh and she shivered.
“You are so beautiful. I’ve longed to be with you like this for so long.”
His fingertips danced up her naked stomach and he enveloped her breasts in his large hands again. It was so warm and exciting in his grip. She found herself arching to him.
He chuckled. Then he leaned forward and kissed her ribs. Moving upward to the lower swell of her breast, his hand shifted as he kissed up to the peak, then his tongue lapped across her swollen nipple.
“Ohhh, yes,” she murmured.
He opened his mouth around her and suckled softly. She arched again, loving his moist warmth around her.
She pushed her hands over her head as he moved to her other breast, his hands around her waist now. Then he glided his raspy cheek against her stomach. And moved downward.
Oh, God, he was going to kiss her there. She murmured as his lips brushed below her navel, then fluttered kisses on a continuing downward path. Then he pressed her legs wider apart.
“Now I’m going to taste you, sweetheart.”
She drew in a breath as he glided his fingers along her swollen folds, then opened them to reveal her clit. She could feel his warm breath on it. Then the stubble of his beard brushing against her inner thigh.
“Oh, God.” She gasped softly as his mouth covered her. She arched against his heat, delightful sensations fluttering through her.
His tongue glided over her in a slow, steady lick. Then he fluttered it over her clit.
She moaned at the pleasure spiraling through her body. Her fingers twined in his hair as she breathed deeply. He slid his tongue lower and she felt it push inside her. She arched, wanting more.
He laughed against her flesh, then shifted back to her clit. The lightest touch of his tongue sent shivers through her.
His finger stroked her folds, lightly at first, then he pressed one finger to her opening and glided
