Page 29 of A Lonely Road
When my mouth closed over the peak of one breast, she arched upward against me with a guttural cry. My fingers continued to torment her other nipple as my blood reached a rolling boil, spurred ever onward by the soft, breathless gasps that escaped her.
I adjusted my position to grant each breast equal attention, smiling wickedly against her delicate flesh when my name fell from her lips like a prayer. Her hips shifted restlessly beneath mine, driving us both rapidly toward fever pitch. One of her hands grasped at the bedding while the other tangled in my hair, clutching me tight to her body.
I drew back, swirling my tongue around one rosy nipple and then the other, drawing another desperate whimper from her as I kissed a burning trail along her collarbone and up her throat before settling on her lips.
“What do you want, Nora?” I asked against her mouth. “Tell me.”
“Naked! Time to get naked,” she gasped as my hips rolled against hers, the heat between her legs searing me through the remaining layers of fabric.
I drew her lower lip lightly between my teeth, basking in the way her thighs tightened around my hips, then reared back onto my knees so I could hook my thumbs around the waistband of her panties and draw them slowly down her bare legs. They were the same pale gray satin as her bra, and I let the lacy edges tease her skin so I could watch her eyelids flutter at the sensation. When I started to crawl back up her body, she shook her head.
“I said naked. That means you, too.”
I bowed my head and grinned as I pushed my boxers down, noting the way she rose up on her elbows to watch my cock spring free.
“Satisfied?” I asked, running my palms along her legs from ankle to knee.
“Not yet,” she muttered.
I laughed as I stretched out alongside her again. “You’re a truly incredible woman, did you know that?”
My hand curled around her hip and paused there when she shivered slightly at my touch. After a heartbeat, I felt her muscles relax, so I let my palm run over the lush curve of her ass. She tensed, clearly ticklish, when I stroked down the back of her thigh, but she offered no resistance when I caught her knees to spread her legs wider.
Her eyes locked on my face as she waited for me to continue. “Did we come up here to make small talk all night, Lincoln?” she demanded when I simply smiled down at her.
“I’m appreciating all of your numerous virtues and you want me to cut to the chase? Not a chance, Cassidy. You are exquisitely beautiful. Deliciously sensitive. Perfectly responsive.” I punctuated each statement with soft nips and kisses from her neck to her breasts. “I can’t get enough. I want to touch you. Yes?” My hand lifted, hovering a fraction of an inch above the soft, dark curls between her legs.
“Yes. About time,” she grumbled, opening further for me.
My soft laughter caressed her heated skin as I finally touched her where she wanted. Her head fell back as my fingers partedher folds, stroking, circling, learning every inch of her. She was slick with desire, lifting eagerly to meet me, and hot, so hot. I would gladly risk being seared by that heat, branded by it.
When I plunged one finger deep inside, she gave a soft cry that nearly unraveled my remaining control. Another finger joined it, curling inside of her in a way that had her writhing underneath me. I let her responses guide me as I teased and toyed, drawing her closer, relishing the way her hips lifted to meet my hand, the way her eyes fell shut and her lips parted. There was something intensely erotic about watching her, seeing her shift and squirm and gasp.
I couldn’t get enough.
When the orgasm burst over her, I leaned down and kissed her, drinking in each quiet sound of pleasure that passed her lips. Once her eyelids fluttered open again, she caught my self-satisfied smirk and cupped one hand around the back of my neck while the other wrapped snugly around the base of my cock.
“You’re good, I’ll give you that,” she teased, kissing me even as her grip slid along my length and made me groan against her mouth. “Let’s see just how good, hmm?”
I was ready for the challenge. “Oh, I look forward to showing you, Cassidy.”
Still firmly in her grasp, I reached across her body to pull a condom from the drawer of the nightstand. Nora released me and watched as I drew it on, her tongue brushing across her lips in a way that made me more than a little desperate to be inside ofher at last. Still, I paused as I positioned myself between her legs, studying her face for a long moment before I dropped down and kissed her.
I kept my lower body perfectly still, poised at the ready, waiting for her to make the final move. Her eyes flared with impatience when she realized what I was doing.
With a low, unutterably sexy growl, she gripped my hips and arched her own upward, drawing me deep within her. Once there, her eyelids fell closed and I struggled to keep my own open so I didn’t miss a second of that expression on her face. I'd imagined this, the two of us coming together, in so many different ways.
Not a single fantasy could possibly compare to reality.
Scorching heat, wet and welcoming and so fucking tight, I had to freeze right there, buried to the hilt, until I was sure I wasn’t going to lose control and embarrass myself.
When I got a handle on it, I started to move, watching her intently as I drew slowly back and sank deep once more. Her lips parted on a gasp and her eyes flew open, then she locked her legs around my waist, making a strangled little sound with each slow thrust.
“Good?” I asked, waiting until she nodded and dug her fingers into my shoulders.
I thought I'd already made it clear to Nora that I was a man of infinite patience, but given the heat we seemed to generate just from kissing downstairs, her impatient wriggling implied she expected me to act with that same desperate passion.Instead, I kept up the infuriatingly slow pace until she was inching toward another explosive climax, whimpering frantically until my teeth scraped across her nipple and she arched upward with a sharp cry as she came around my cock.
Heaven, pure and simple.
