Page 32 of Wine & Whiskey
She steps toward him, stopping just inches from his spread legs. “I light it on fire, and when the flames subside, I drizzle it with melted chocolate. Sometimes, it gets messy, and I have to lick—”
Unable to resist any longer, he grabs her around the waist and pulls her down onto the mattress with him. She laughs and reaches out to caress his cheek. He puts his hand on top of hers, needing to confirm the trust she places in him. “If you get scared or change your mind, tell me, and we’ll stop.”
The huge smile illuminating her gorgeous face would bring him to his knees if he wasn’t already defenseless from her gentle power. She gives herself to him, trusting him with her body and her heart. He lifts up her hand and presses his lips onto her palm, kissing the inside of her wrist, the crook of her arm, across her shoulder, and up her throat. Her skin is like the softest silk as his fingers glide over her, wasting him even more with her stunning beauty.
Supporting his weight with his forearms, he lowers himself on top of her. He finds her mouth as her soft body lifts up to meet his, throbbing with need from her breathless moans around his thrusting tongue.
He trails kisses down her neck before reaching the barrier of her dress. Her hands slide underneath him, pulling it up and off before doing the same with his shirt, her fingers scorching his skin as they run down his back. Following the same path, he kisses down her throat, to her lacy bra, her nipples straining against the sheer pink fabric.
She entwines her fingers in his hair as he releases the clasp between her soft mounds and begins to stroke the hardened nub with his thumb. Her back arches as he nips it with his teeth before providing the same undivided attention to her other breast.
Lava races through his veins at her hands sliding down his stomach and unzipping his shorts. Rising up on his knees, he pushes them and his boxer briefs off before nestling between her legs. He whispers in her ear, “I love you seducing me, but you caught me off guard. Do you have a condom?”
She stiffens, and her hands fall to her sides. He lifts his head to find her staring at the wall.
“I got caught up in the moment.” She tries to roll away from him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be a tease.”
His stomach knots at her unease, and he presses down to keep her from moving. The last thing he wants is for her to be embarrassed or ashamed. “Don’t. You’re not a tease. I got excited too.” He cups her chin, turning her face back to his, and smiles. “I’m not giving up that easy. We can still have some fun.”
He begins a new trail, kissing and licking between her breasts down to her belly button. His tongue glides over her hip bone. A shudder rocks her body as he repeats it on the other side. As his kisses trail lower, she tenses, her legs squeezing his torso. “Nick, I’ve never…”
Her voice fades as he warms the skin under her panties with his breath. Relaxing her legs, he pulls off the cotton bikini and tosses it aside. Alternating kisses on each thigh, he moves higher until he reaches her soft folds. At the first flick of his tongue, she gasps. He gingerly kisses her before pushing farther into her wet core. Discovering her special spot, the one that takes her over the edge, becomes his mission.
He sucks and grazes with his teeth as her hips lift up to drive him deeper. Slowly, he caresses her nub in tandem with his thrusting tongue. Her breathing turns into panting as she fists the sheets. He leads her to the brink before pausing, looking up at her closed eyes and tongue-licked lips, pink and swollen from his earlier ravishing.
Just as her hands start to relax, he strokes his palm against her while curling two fingers inside. They slide in and out in rhythm with her writhing hips. She whimpers as they brush against a particular spot deep inside. Letting the tension build, he rubs against it several times before pressing firmly with the pads of his fingers.
Trembling, her body convulses as she cries out his name. Her rapid breathing becomes the only sound in the room. Goal achieved. He prays Carrie’s book is right, and now she’ll truly be his. He crawls up her body and places his head on her shoulder, wrapping his arm around her waist to wait for her racing pulse to return to normal.
His body flexes at her soft voice. “My turn.”
A deep groan rumbles from his chest as she rubs her hand down his stomach to his treasure trail. Her finger swirls in the curly hair, making his hips involuntarily jerk forward. Just as she strokes him with her first feathery touch, she sits up and gasps. “I don’t know what I was thinking!”
His stomach clenches as she climbs out of bed, and he reaches for her. “Shae, no! Please don’t run.”
“I’m not, I swear. I just remembered something. I’ll be right back.”
Reluctantly, he releases her hand. He’ll chase her through the house naked if it stops her from leaving him. She wraps a pink, silk robe around herself and races out of the bedroom. Sixty seconds, that’s it. Otherwise, he’s out of this bed.
Footsteps echo from the floor above him. A minute later, she runs back in, her face glowing. “I found these in Carrie’s room.”
Holding up two foil packets, she jumps onto the mattress. He can’t help but laugh at her enthusiasm. “Two? We’ll be in here all afternoon.”
She winks at him as she unties the belt on her robe and lets it fall open. “Unless you have something else you would rather do.”
He grabs one of the wrappers and rips it open. “Hell, no.”
Her eyes twinkle as she resumes her previous position and runs her fingernails down his length. Putting his hand on top of hers, he shakes his head. “That’s round two. Right now, I need you.”
Lowering himself on top of her, he cradles her head with his hands, eyes locked with hers as he thrusts into her, almost exploding at his name crossing her lips, welcoming him into her heart. He rises on his elbow, his gaze roaming from her beautiful face, over her throbbing breasts and stomach to where their bodies have become one, her delicate softness pressing against his restrained hardness.
She has to know what giving herself means to him. He may have fucked other women, but he’s never made love to anyone but her. He meets her burning gaze again, a soft smile gracing her mouth. “I love you, Shae.”
She nods before pulling him back down to her.
