“And I have plenty of ass,” she quips.
I smile as I spin her around and drop my stare. My mouth goes dry. My palms clutch her. “Which fills my hands perfectly, too. I’m going to love hanging on to this while I’m on top of you, driving you to orgasm.”
She shudders as I turn her to face me again. “I want that.”
“I want to make you feel good.” About her choice, her body, and her sexuality. About us.
Mandy skates her palm up my chest and wraps her arms around my neck. “I want to make you feel good, too. Tell me what you like.”
“You. Everything about you. Let’s not analyze this, baby. Let’s just let it happen, okay?”
She nods. “Okay, but you’re overdressed.”
I’m fully dressed, and that’s by design. If my clothes start coming off now, things will heat up too quickly. Instinct tells me not to rush her. Barclay never appreciated her or savored her. I refuse to make his mistake because I’m too impatient.
“I’ll get naked when the time is right. Now…” I drop my hands to her hips and start easing her panties down her thighs.
When they reach her ankles, she steps out and kicks them away. I hear her swallow.
There’s a thin dusting of light brown hair shielding her naked pussy. I gape at how gorgeous she is everywhere, but here in particular. She’s pink and plump and juicy. Swollen. Aroused, despite the fact I’ve barely touched her.
“This…” I cup her mound in my hand. “This is where I want my mouth.”
Her breath catches. “Please.”
She begs sweetly. That kind of thing has never turned me on before. But now? My blood is firing. I’m itching to get my hands all over her. My mouth is watering for a taste.
Maybe as time goes on, I really am getting more caveman. Or maybe I’m finally realizing what I’ve wanted all along—someone soft and sweet who sees sex as a celebration of us. And maybe I’m finally admitting who I am now that I’ve found someone who appreciates that I’m all man.
“Open for me.” I swipe my thumb across her bottom lip.
Mandy complies as her lashes flutter shut. I dip my head, cover her mouth…and lose myself in her sweetness. She wraps her arms around my neck and presses her body against me, lighting me up even more. Thank god the bed is right behind her, and all I have to do is guide her down to it.
She tumbles back softly, never breaking our kiss. But I need to make sure she’s fully with me, so I lift my head and brush skeins of her pale hair from her face. “Baby?”
“I want you.”
I kiss her throat, her cheeks, her forehead, breathing her in all the while. Then her mouth lures me back, and I cover it with mine, addicted to her honeyed flavor. As I sink into our kiss, she clings tighter. Her breath picks up pace. She arches up, and her legs part beneath me.
Holy hell.
“I’m trying to take this slow.”
“I know and I appreciate it.” She nips at my bottom lip as she wraps one of her thighs around my leg. “But I want you now. I’ve been without you all my life, and I need to make up for lost time.”
She’s right. That fact hits me between the eyes. Every moment of every day we have is precious, and we’ve both wasted years on dead ends. Our future starts now.
“Mandy, baby, I’m going to love you…” I tear my shirt over my head and toss it across the room.
Pressing my bare chest to hers is so electric. The sizzle ripples through my whole body and burns me. Passion grips me by the throat. I seize her mouth, stroking her with my tongue as I let my hands wander her body, worshipping her small waist before gripping her hips and lifting her up against my aching cock.
She tears her lips free with a groan, tossing her head back with a whimper. “Tanner…”
As she exposes her throat to me, I claim every inch of her skin with my kiss, then work my way to her collarbones, drift down to the upper swells of her breasts…until I’m hovering over one of her peaked nipples. “I’m going to suck this into my mouth.”
“Yes.”
“Hard. I’m going to lick it and prod it and drag it deep.”
“Please,” she pants.
“Then I’ll start all over, until you feel the stroke of my mouth all the way through your body.”
“Hurry.”
Then her nails are in my shoulders, urging me on. My body keeps taking over, squeezing her hips and pressing my khaki-covered erection against her pussy. In response, she breathes harder—and parts her legs wider.
Fuck, this is getting hot fast. But she opened the door to our passion, and now I can’t close it. I can’t pretend that I don’t need to light her on fire. I can’t not wish like fuck that I was already inside her.
Then I do exactly what I spelled out. I dip my head and all but inhale her nipple. It’s taut and gets even harder the moment my lips surround it. My tongue follows, curling, swirling, prodding and licking until her cheeks pinken. Until her breathing sounds choppy. Until she’s undulating beneath me and silently begging for more.
When I pull back, she gasps in protest and tightens her leg around me. “No!”
“Shh. Yes,” I insist as I dip my head to her other nipple and draw it into my mouth.
As I pull deep, Mandy arches. A moan escapes her lips. Then she melts back into the bed. “Yes…”
I focus on the first nipple again, relishing every sigh, cry, and whimper until her fingertips wander my body, until her hips wriggle restlessly, until I feel her heart beating furiously against mine.
Then I start making my way down her body, dragging my lips over the plane of her stomach. Her workout efforts are obvious, but so is her softness. The signs pregnancy left on her body somehow arouse me
