Page 38 of Twilight Echoes
That was not what she expected to hear.
“Really?”
“There is no point in lying to you, especially about this.” He took her hand and kissed her palm. “Are there more questions, or can we move on? I don’t know how long I can sit here, staring at you, and not make you call out my name while I cover your mouth because you can be loud and someone might hear.”
She swallowed. “Why so long?”
He sighed. “There wasn’t anyone I wanted to be with.”
“And before that?”
“Really, Avery? Why do you want to know this?”
“It’s important to me. So please. Answer my question.”
“I don’t know. Maybe six months or so before that.” He pressed his hand over her mouth. “And before that, a year, I think. To be honest, after I saw your performance when you were seventeen, being with other women was like cutting off an appendage. It felt like I was cheating on you. It hurt my heart and it wasn’t fair to any of the girls I took out. After the last onethree years ago, I figured I could live without it, and it wasn’t that hard. Actually, it was easy. All I wanted was you anyway.”
“Was I worth it?”
“I kind of wish I had been a thirty-year-old virgin.”
She laughed, ripping back the covers and exposing his naked body. God, he was so gorgeous. She’d seen men in their birthday suits before. Experienced oral sex. And she wasn’t overly shy about her body, even though as a dancer, she was about as flat as a pancake. Even so, she felt like a sexual woman. Believed she was pretty. Maybe even a little sexy in the eyes of some men.
But the way Darrell’s eyes smoldered over her skin, he saw more than her outside beauty.
He saw all of her. Every inch, inside and out.
Licking her lips, she ran her hands up his thighs, digging her nails into his solid muscles.
“I feel like a piece of meat,” he said between ragged breaths.
“You kind of are.” She leaned over, cupping him firmly, bringing her mouth to his tip. She kissed him. Softly at first. Dotting her lips up and down him while he growled and moaned.
He twisted her hair in his fist. His hips lifted slightly anytime she’d pull away.
She loved teasing him and bringing him the kind of pleasure only she could give. Parting her lips, she sucked him deep into her mouth. She took him as far as she could before easing back to the tip and repeating the motion. Slowly. But with each pass, she picked up the pace and his grip on her hair tightened.
“Avery, you need stop.”
Wiping her lips, she lifted her gaze.
“Come here,” he whispered, pulling her to his chest. He rammed his tongue inside her mouth. It was wild and reckless. Passionate and tender at the same time. His hands roamed her body, finding every spot that made her a sexual woman.
“Take me,”she projected.“I want you. Need you. Please.”
He cupped her face, fanning her cheeks, staring into her eyes with love and devotion but also a questioning gaze.
“No holding back. Show me I belong to you,” she whispered.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He kissed her nose. “The first few times need to be delicate.”
“I see the desire in your eyes. I feel the passion coming from your heart.” She pressed her hand in the center of his chest. “You don’t want delicate, and neither do I. That’s not who we are. If you’re hurting me, I promise to tell you, but I want you to take me the way you’ve always wanted. The way you’ve dreamed about. Fantasized about.”
He flipped her onto her back, yanking her to the edge of the bed as he knelt before her, draping her knees over his shoulders. “If you’re uncomfortable at all, you must tell me.”
“You’ll know.” She propped herself up on her elbows and watched as he kissed the inside of her thigh. His hot breath tickled her skin.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured before lapping at her softly.
