Page 65 of Back in Black

“Audrey,” he growled as she took him deep. “Suck on me.Hard.”

That command was almost enough to push Audrey over the edge, too. Feeling wickedly sensual, she did as he instructed, and he lost it. Fitting his thumbs into her hollowed cheeks, he let himself go.

His taste was unique to her, hot and salty. When his release ended, he dropped his head forward and petted her in a leisurely, affectionate way, stroking along her hair, her cheek. Audrey didn’t want to let him go. But now when she licked, he flinched as if it were too much, so she finally eased away and rested her cheek against his hip.

He reached down for her arm and tugged her to her feet. Green eyes glittering, warm with emotion, and soft with release, he stared at her.

Audrey licked her still-tingling lips.

Smiling crookedly, he touched his thumb to the corner of her mouth. After another beat of time, he shook his head on a small laugh. “I have to tell you, Audrey, that was one hell of a nice surprise.”

He sounded gruff, and Audrey blushed. “I’d never done that before.”

Maybe he could tell, because he didn’t question her. He just bent for a kiss and then tumbled her into the bed with him. “Now I need a minute to recoup.”

He’d sprawled on his back with his jeans and shorts still at his knees. Audrey scrambled up. She couldn’t imagine ever tiring of looking at him. Now his penis was semisoft, and for whatever reason, that appealed to her, too.

While she cuddled him in her hand, she bent to kiss his chest, those sexy abs, the tops of his thighs. She went off the bed to stand at his feet so she could finish stripping him.

He came up to his elbows, and that position sent new muscles bunching and flexing.

She sighed.

Shaking his head at her, Brett laughed and said, “You, too, hon.”

Distracted with his body, now fully bare before her, Audrey glanced at him in confusion.

“Take off your clothes, Audrey. I want to look at you, too.”

In all honesty, she admitted, “I don’t look as good as you.”

His wicked grin and mussed hair only heightened his physical appeal. “Let me be the judge of that, okay?” And when she didn’t immediately start stripping, he sat up and drew her between his knees.

The man had no modesty at all, but then, looking like he did, why should he?

She, on the other hand, didn’t enjoy the idea of being exposed, especially with comparisons at hand: him looking like a God, and her oh so average.

In one easy, practiced move, he pulled her shirt up and off over her head.

Cool air touched her skin; the heat of his gaze burned her. “This is awful.” Even with his fascination plain, Audrey wanted to cover herself, to hide her purely functional bra and modestly sized breasts.

His attention smoldering, he asked, “What is?” Holding her shoulders, he looked at her from the waistband of her hip-hugger jeans to her belly, ribs, over her white cotton bra, to her shoulders and finally her mouth, and her eyes.

Audrey shook her head but couldn’t escape the lock of his intensity. A deep breath didn’t really help. “Wanting you like this. It’s not something I’m used to.”

“Yeah?” Spreading his fingers out, he trailed his hands over her chest, around her breasts—which exacerbated her need—down her body, around to her derrière and back again to the snap of her jeans. “How does it make you feel? Tell me.”

He expected her to think while he undressed her? To be able to speak? She wasn’t experienced enough for that.

Deciding she should be proactive, Audrey toed off her sneakers and started to shove down her jeans.

“Now, Audrey.” In one swift move, Brett turned her and tumbled her onto her back on the mattress. “Let me.”

He stood to the side of the bed but leaned forward and braced his arms on either side of her shoulders. He was so damn big, so tall, that he surrounded her with ease.

“First, though, answer my question.”

Never had a man looked at her like this, all concentrated and intimate and . . . connected. She couldn’t be this close to him without touching him, so she put her hands on his rock-solid shoulders, and she felt a deepening of need.

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