Page 47 of Spark
Over the past few years, both while he was away at the culinary academy and after he started working at Calidus, he’d gotten used to dating women who were confident in bed.
Sophie clearly wasn’t very confident, though she was extremely responsive. He couldn’t help wondering how much experience she had.
Not that it matters, he told himself.
But still, she had an air of innocence that he found incredibly appealing, almost like this was her first time fooling around with anyone.
As far as he knew, she’d never dated anyone back in high school, and it seemed like the guys she dated at college hadn’t been any good at kissing…or anything else.
Chris decided he was definitely up for the challenge of showing her some really good sex. And since she appeared to be a little skittish, he’d just take this whole…thing…with Sophie, whatever it was, slow and easy, one step at a time.
After all, she lived just down the road, and they saw each other almost every day.
He pulled up in front of his house and parked. Matt’s big white pickup was gone. Good. That meant he would have Sophie all to himself for the afternoon.
He opened the car door, already planning his next move once he got her inside his place.
“Um,” Sophie began, looking and sounding deeply uncomfortable. “Is Matt around?”
Trying to tamp down an instant spark of jealousy, Chris shook his head. “Nope. He told me that he needed to repair a fence line in the back pasture. He won’t be back home until dinnertime.”
“Good.” Sophie bit her lower lip and looked down at her lap. “Would you mind not telling him about the, um, stuff we did together?”
“Yeah, of course. My lips are sealed,” Chris promised, feeling a thrill of conquest at her request.
Normally, he shared everything with Matt, but this was different. What Matt didn't know, wouldn't hurt him.
Chris walked around the car, and opened the passenger-side door for her. Then he took her hand and led her up the porch stair and through his front door.
After a moment’s thought, he headed into the little-used formal living room at the front of the house.
He figured it would be a better choice than leaving their scent all over the den at the back of the house, where he and Matt usually hung out because that was where their big-screen TV with the satellite connection was hooked up.
Chris sank down onto the living room sofa. At his urging, Sophie climbed onto his lap, straddling his thighs.
He settled her soft, sexy curves more firmly against him, and leaned in to kiss her, sweet and slow and deep. The scent of her renewed arousal rose thick and sweet between them.
Taking his time, he worked his way down her throat, pausing to taste her with little flicks of his tongue against the spots that made her pulse speed up and her breathing change.
She tasted healthy and clean, with just the faintest hint of citrus body wash.
He intended to take his sweet time exploring every inch of her luscious body, and discover all the places that made her pant and moan.
His mouth moved lower, trailing kisses down the center of her chest. His hands were firmly planted on her waist, and she leaned back into his hold, offering her breasts to him. Her heartbeat thrummed against his lips, and her fingers dug into his t-shirt as she clutched at his shoulders.
Chris helped her pull off her tank top and bra, then leaned in to nuzzle the valley between her lovely lush breasts. He kissed the tops and sides, moving ever closer to her stiff dark pink nipples without touching them.
His breath hitched as she started to squirm restlessly, grinding herself against the hard length of his cock sandwiched between them.
"Mmmm," he said. "I like when you do that. You can feel how badly I want you, right?"
"What do you want me to do?" she asked, shyly. “What do you like?”
Before he could answer, she added, “Um, we can’t go too far. I’m not, um, on any birth control right now.”
A thousand vivid fantasies of what he’d like her to do to him raced through his mind, making his inner cat purr. He sorted through a number of possibilities and picked something that felt like a safe next step. “How about touching me? My cock could really use some love right now.”
Sophie giggled. “I can tell.”
