Oh, god!
Randi was sure she was going to come just from what he was doing. It had been so long since anyone had touched her this way, with such reverence and desire. The few times she’d engaged in meaningless sex he past six years had done nothing to diminish either her feelings for Noah or her need. Her response. If only—
Whatever thought had begun to germinate in her brain dissipated when he unzipped her jeans and began to push them past her hips.
“Kick off your shoes,” he told her. “I want to get these off and see you naked. Damn, Randi, this is all I’ve dreamed about for six long years.”
She sat down to take off her ankle boots then laid back on her elbows while Noah slid her jeans off. Kneeling between her outstretched legs he lifted one foot and slowly kissed his way up the inside of one leg from ankle to thigh. The soft touch of his mouth was like magic, awakening every little nerve beneath the surface of her skin. When he reached her mound he stopped, placed a kiss on the top of it then continued his journey down the inside of her other leg. By the time he was finished she was quivering with need. Without warning he spread her thighs, bent closer again and drew a line the length of her slit with his tongue.
“Mm,” he hummed against her. “Soaked and delicious.” He did it again, then lifted his head a deliberately licked his lips. “I missed this taste, Randi. I missed all of it.”
So saying, he slid off her tiny bikini panties, dropped them and went to work on her with his mouth and his fingers. She had forgotten just how clever he was, how good. Opening her labia like the petals of a flower, he slowly lick the tender flesh surrounding her opening, pausing now and then to swirl his tongue around her now throbbing clit. She tried to urge him on with a thrust of her hips but he seemed determined to take his own sweet time, tormenting her as long as he possibly could.
When he finally slid one long, lean finger into her she clamped down n it as hard as she could trying her best to ride it to completion. Again he was determined to control everything, sliding his finger in and out with a slow rhythm. He punctuated the movement with occasional attention to her clit, nibbling it with his teeth or sucking it gently with his mouth. The need was building slowly in side her, making that slow climb up and up, but leaving her hanging on the precipice.
“Please,” she said at last. “Oh, please.”
She remembered now (as if she’d ever forgotten) how much he loved to tease her and make things last. He would take her right to the precipice and leave her hanging until he was sure he taken her as high as possible. Then he’d give her that last little push and she’d tumble into a whirlwind of erotic sensation.
He slipped a second finger inside to join the first, moving them together to stretch her and scrape that very sensitive spot on her inner walls. The sweet spot. It was certainly sweet the way he played it like a musical instrument to give her as much pleasure as possible.
She could feel it now, that hot sweet feeling that swamped her and engulfed her body. Like a swimmer poised on the high diving board, ready to take that leap and reaching for the edge of the board with her toes.
“Please,” she cried out again.
He lifted up his head to look at her, his mouth and chin coated with her cream.
“Ask me nicely,” he teased.
Oh, god!
“Please, please, please,” she chanted, breathless.
“Okay.”
He began to work her pussy in earnest with his fingers, in and out, in and out, faster, faster, faster. She fisted her hands in the comforter and lifted her feet to brace them on his shoulders. Then he bit down on her clit and she fell into the whirlpool, spinning and turning, head over heels, her body shaking with the spasms. Her inner walls pulsed and pulsed as her release swept over her and she pushed down as hard as she could.
Eventually the tremors slowed, replaced at last by softer aftershocks. Her breathing slowed and her muscles relaxed. Finally she went limp.
Noah rose from his kneeling position and loomed over her, grinning.
“I didn’t think it possible, but you taste even better.” He kissed her, a gentle meeting of their mouths, her taste all over him, her musk enveloping them both.
“Wow!” she managed at last. “Just wow!”
“I have more wow than that.”
Randi lifted up on her elbows and ran her gaze over him. “One of us is still overdressed.”
“I can fix that,” he assured her, and shucked his jeans and boxer brief, exposing what could only be described as a very impressive erection.
Immediately Randi was ready for him again.
Noah prayed silently that he wouldn’t embarrass himself. It had been so long since they had been together. Too long, but that was his fault. Thank god the heat and the passion were still there. He’d been so scared that what Randi felt for him had been ruined b his selfish stupidity. He’d tried so hard to forget her, to erase the bitter memories of that night. Yet no matter what he did, no matter who he slept with, the woman he dreamed about, the woman he wanted in his life, who lived in his heart, was sexy, smart, feisty, gorgeous Randi Alexander.
He figured it would take more than one night to make things up to her and convince her they belonged together. He was finally even willing to make changes, although he didn’t know how
