Page 37 of Brighter than the Boss
Her mouth was on my thighs, her hands running up the backs of my legs before grabbing hold of my ass.
"I've been wanting to see what was under those red shorts. See what color your skin was where the tan lines faded." Sunny kept whispering against my skin in between kisses. I wasn't sure if she was talking to me or herself, but if she didn't hurry up, I was going to have to grab hold of my cock and take care of things myself.
She was driving me crazy.
Changing directions entirely, she removed her hands from my backside and popped up to standing again. She reminded me of her dog with all the bouncing around she was doing. And no, I wouldn't express that sentiment out loud. I wasn't an idiot.
If I could get her to stand still long enough, I'd toss her on the bed and get this show on the road. For taking orders so well the last month, I was surprised, and oddly delighted, at how ill-behaved she was in the bedroom.
Then she backed up a step to the edge of the bed, grabbed my hand and brought me with her when she fell back to lie down. Finally, her legs were spread and I was between them. I didn't get to experience heaven long because she grabbed my head and pushed me down, her implications clear.
"I need your tongue, Cain." Her voice was breathy and sexy as hell.
And as much as I didn't like taking orders in general, I was more than happy to comply with this one. I'd been waiting far too long to taste sunshine.
I propped her legs on my shoulders and dove in with a wide swipe up her slit. I groaned at the taste of her, deciding instantly I'd happily be there all night. Her hands guided my head which should have bothered me. I didn't need the goddamn guidance, but something about this little package of woman ordering me around with the pressure of her hands was a turn-on. And honestly, I just didn't care. I had my head between the legs of the woman I was crazy for. What was there to complain about?
Her hips lifted with each swipe of my tongue, her moans and gasps telling me exactly what she liked. Then she was pressing my head down hard, her hips grinding on my face, finding her own pleasure at her own pace. I happily supplied the tongue, lips, and scruffy chin, letting her use me as she pleased. She broke rhythm when a scream left her throat, her legs closing around my head. I continued to lap at her when her hands dropped to the bed, too hungry for her to stop.
She was sated and boneless. Which meant I could take charge.
Finally.
Moving her legs to the sides and off my shoulders, I climbed up her body, dragging my mouth along all that creamy skin, seeing the tan lines and envisioning her in her lifeguard suit. Her eyes were closed, her lungs still pumping fast, her lips turned up in a soft smile.
Normally, this would be when things would get rough and I'd take what I wanted from the woman, knowing I'd done my part and given her what she wanted first. The drive to continue was there, believe me, but the need to be rough was suspiciously absent. Instead, I traced her light freckles across the bridge of her nose with the tip of my finger, then followed with my lips. Her eyes fluttered open and I smiled at her, my hand finding its way into her hair.
I gripped the short strands on one side of her head, whispering to her as I trailed kisses across her face, her jaw, her neck, then ear. "I fucking love your hair."
"You do?"
Her surprise made me stop short. I stilled, looking her in the eye. "Hell yes. It gives you an edge that makes me want to know all about you and know exactly who you are. Especially when you're kicking my ass in Jiu Jitsu. You look like a straight-up badass."
She laughed, her head thrown back.
I reached down and sucked a pale nipple into my mouth, turning her laugh into a moan that went straight to my dick. Enough with the waiting. Time for talking was later.
I reached for my wallet, in a pile with my things on the floor. Holding up the one condom that was in there, I walked back over to her. "I wasn't exactly prepared for this turn of events so this one will have to do for now."
Properly protected, I slid back on top of her. She wasted no time wrapping her strong legs around my torso, seeming as eager as I was for this to finally happen.
"You're sure about this?" Like a moron I hesitated, needing to hear her say she wanted me. A part of me was still having a hard time believing that she even let me back in her house. We'd been at each other's throats for so long, I needed to know she'd changed her mind. That she was ready for all that this night implied. This wasn't a one-night thing for me and she needed to understand that.
Her hands held my face, her thumbs stroking my cheeks. "My body has always been attracted to you, but now my brain is too. It's a full system attraction." She leaned up and kissed me, distracting me from those hands of her sneaking down my body to grab hold of my cock, jerking me out of the kiss. Then she guided me in to heaven.
"Now hurry up and fuck me, Cain," she whispered in my ear.
"Quit giving me orders, woman," I growled, even though I found her demands hotter than hell. Especially when she cursed.
Then I thrust forward, her body bowing up on a gasp. Retreat and then thrust. Skin against skin. Words whispered that didn't make sense. Hands memorizing each other’s bodies.
My mind blanked and all I saw was her below me as she took me in and freely gave me pleasure. She was glowing as we moved together, like her light was shining through her skin, that faint smile never leaving her face. She was beautiful.
And what we made together was beautiful. This wasn't sex. This wasn't some fumbling attempt to feel something with someone I'd never see again.
This was making love.
This was scary.
