face into the crook of her neck, then flicked his tongue around her ear. 'Patience has its rewards.'
Leigh bit her lower lip and arched her neck for more.
'I know you're scared.' He nipped at her earlobe. 'I am, too.' Teeth gently scored down the tendon along her neck. 'I know you want me and did even before you realized who I was. And, God knows, I want you.' His tongue branded her collarbones, melding into a line of kisses right to her lips. He stopped there, a breath away from searing her mouth beneath his. 'But consider this, Leigh… We haven't seen each other for over thirteen years. We could be strangers to each other and yet we fell into a rapport most couples would kill to have. You trust me, more than you trust someone you see every day. Trust me now, sweet Leigh. We take this step-by-step, but you have to show me the next step to take. Forward? Or back?'
Leigh shook inside. Her body was on fire. How could she take any steps at all when it meant leaving the comfort of his body wrapped around her? Unless…
She closed the gap between their lips, gliding her tongue over his. Dan's breath caught, then he deepened the kiss and tightened his arms around her. Her toes left the floor and Leigh slid her leg up. Dan grabbed it and pulled it to his hip, then yanked her skirt to her waist. Leigh rocked back and gasped at the feel of his cock nudging her pussy. Dan cradled her as he walked into the room.
He eased them to the mattress without breaking their hold. Leigh snapped her other leg around his hip and dug her heels into his ass. Dan pushed them more securely onto the bed, nudging his jeans-clad cock into the thin shield of her panty crotch. Leigh wiggled against him, driven by only one thing-her desperate need to orgasm.
Dan broke off the kiss. 'That's it, baby. Come; come hard. Then I'm going to strip you bare and make you come all over again.'
He dug his fingers into her ass, lifting her higher, rasping the denim right where she needed. She rocked with him, riding him now, feeling the rise, muscles tensing in anticipation…
'I want to see your beautiful body laid out for me. Want to suck your tits and bury my face in your hot, wet pussy. Feel you come around my fingers, around my dick.'
Leigh pressed harder.
Dan's chuckle cut through the haze. 'You don't like when I talk to you.'
No, she didn't. It-
'It distracts you. You're focused on coming. Living a fantasy in your head, rather than what's here.'
Truth bolted through Leigh. Shame made her try to crawl away. Dan kept her in place, grinding into her clit.
'I want that fantasy to include me. Everything we can be. Everything we will be. Think of me and you, me doing what you most desire. Making you come. Loving you the way no one ever has. Fucking you,' he finished in a whisper.
He caught her wrists and pressed them to the mattress on either side of her head. Then he levered up and rode her to the peak. 'Imagine how it'll feel when I'm inside you, baby. Hard, so hard. Like fire consuming us both.'
'Oh God,' she whimpered.
'Yes, baby,' he whispered. 'That's it. Come for me, only me.'
Leigh clenched her thighs around him and shuddered with her release. He rode the wave with her, hard breaths matching hers.
She waited for his frantic fumble to undo his jeans and sink inside her. It never came. Instead, he unhooked her bra and captured her breasts, tweaking her now sensitive nipples until she whimpered a complaint. Then he unbuttoned her skirt. The zipper sliced down. Hot hands pushed the skirt down and her panties with it. Dan crawled down her body, following the descent of her clothing with kisses, tiny sucks, flashes of his tongue along her skin.
Leigh watched him stand, waiting for the first glimpse of skin. Dan peeled his shirt up and over his head. Her mouth watered for the chance to trace the well-defined planes of his smooth, tanned chest. His hard nipples made peaks for his brown areoles. Her gaze wandered to the trail of dark hair starting just below his navel. His fingers rested on the metal jeans button, as if he'd waited for her arrival to continue. Her eyes locked onto the huge ridge swelling his fly.
Dan pushed the button through its hole and eased the zipper down. A glimpse of white boxers peeked out, then he pushed jeans and boxers down. A good ten inches of thick, meaty cock surged to freedom. Leigh knew her eyes widened. She couldn't help it. What else could a woman do when the penis of her dreams appeared?
'In case you were wondering, we won't be having anal sex,' she told him.
He grinned as he stepped out of his clothing. 'Never say never, sweetheart. One step at a time.'
She pushed up on her elbows. 'Name one woman who let you put that glorious erection up her ass.'
Dan grinned. 'I don't kiss and tell, sweetheart.'
The reassurance touched her heart.
He cupped his tight balls, then stroked his hand up the length of his cock, catching the pre-cum at the tip.
Leigh rolled to her knees and crawled to him. She grabbed his hand and licked the salty substance away. 'Nice.' Easing to her heels, she unbuttoned her shirt and slid it and the bra off her shoulders.
Dan's eyes glazed over. 'Yes, very nice.' He cleared his throat and reached for his duffel. 'Might want to move that beautiful bedspread out of the line of fire. It'd be a shame to risk staining it.'
It was a paisley design of burgundy, hunter green, and gold. Leigh loved it for the old world feel and had decorated her bedroom around it. Hearing Dan's approval… Well, the man knew more ways to turn a woman on.
She crawled back up to the spindle headboard and shoved the bedspread down. Dan grabbed the edge and pulled it the rest of the way. His cock was fully sheathed; hunger blazed from Dan's dark brown eyes. She knew it had to kill him to wait; she wanted him more than she could bear. He knelt on the bed, lips branding her ankle.
'No,' she gasped out.
Dan glanced up.
Leigh shook her head. 'It's very fine for you to give me what I want and need, but I also get to do that for you, too.' And she knew he needed her badly.
She reached for him. He didn't hesitate, though he didn't hurry either. He glided over her body, taking time to draw her taut nipples between his lips when the head of his cock nudged her entrance. Leigh brushed her hands over his shoulders, silently begging for more, yet content to let Dan have his way with her. He suckled her breasts until she writhed, until her clit was hot, hard, and ready, then he eased his cock inside.
A moan of appreciation blessed his possession-a moan Dan answered with one of his own. She clenched her muscles around him, loving the shudder that rippled down his body.
Dan pulled her right arm from his shoulder until he could grasp her hand. He kissed her palm, sucked each digit between his lips, then braced himself on his forearm and guided her hand between them.
'Make yourself come while I fuck you, sweetheart.' His voice rumbled over her, begging and ordering her at the same time.
Leigh slipped her fingers over her clit. His kiss rewarded her compliance. Then he plunged his tongue between her lips and really took her. Slow strokes built her up for what she knew was to come. Leigh savored every one, pushing her clit into each rake and letting him build her to the peak.
Strokes turned to hard, slow stabs. She locked her ankles around his waist and pivoted in time with him. 'Give it to me, Dan. Don't hold back.'
He froze, gaze locked on hers. Then he closed his eyes, clutched her to him and let go. He plunged into her with a speed and strength she'd dreamed of, growing harder and hotter with every stroke. Her clit needed no guidance now; his big dick dragged it with every thrust.
Leigh clutched his back, burrowed her face against his neck…and came. Dan tensed on a hard plunge, grunting, then groaning with force of his ejaculation. He pulled out and sank in again, grinding into her clitoris in its final throes. She thrashed against him, and he plunged again, then sagged with her in the aftermath.
She listened to their hard breaths, felt their pounding hearts gradually subside to normal. Bliss set in amid gentle kisses, caresses, and sexy glimmers that said they were definitely going to be doing this again.
'Ready for ice cream now?' she asked.
Dan brushed his fingers over her cheek. 'It'd be a great way to pass the turnaround time before we go again.'
She giggled. 'Yes, I suppose it would. I understand ice cream's better than sex.'
