Page 67 of Wandering Souls

Chapter Thirteen

Abi flattened her handsagainst his bare chest, marveling at the heat under her palms. The way he looked at her threatened to set her on fire and the feel of him pressed between her thighs made her heart race. He lowered his head, dropping featherlight kisses down between her breasts. The contact heightened her awareness of his hands around her waist, his thumbs tucked into the waistband of her pants.

“Ray.” His name slipped between her lips on a sigh.

He chuckled against her skin, the sound rumbling through her chest. Pulling her harder against him, he worked his way back up until his lips touched hers. “You called?”

Abi swallowed, motioning to the left. “We’re being watched.”

He sighed and glanced over his shoulder at the curious ice blue eyes observing them. “Come on.”

Stepping back, Ray took her hand and led her out of the living area, through a short dark hall, to the master bedroom. The large, slightly cooler room, was lit by the soft light of the bedside lamp. Ray tugged her against him before shutting the door.

“Will he be okay on his own?”

Ray nodded. “He has a doggy door he can put to use. Now,” he smiled, “where were we?”

Wrapping his arm around her waist, he dropped his head to nibble along the edge of her bra. Supported by his strength, Abi let her head fall back and enjoyed the sensation of his tongue on her skin. When his fingers brushed across her nipple, she let out a gasp and lifted her head. Ray traced the outline of the nub through the material of her bra before rubbing the pad of his thumb over the sensitive tip. The touch shot straight to her belly.

“I want to see you naked,” he growled, the words strained.

With a wink, she reached behind and released the clasp, doing away with the lacy garment. The cool air of the room sent gooseflesh sprawling across her skin. Ray chased it away with his tongue, licking his way to the tip of her breast. Sucking her into the heat of his mouth, he flicked her nipple with his tongue.

Oh, my.

Abi swallowed at the sensations rippling through her body, all heading in the one direction. Where her womb pulsed and the anticipation of feeling him inside her left her hot and wet. She wriggled out of his grasp and took a step back. His mouth opened but she shook her head and tugged playfully on the waistband of her pants.

“Oh,” he whispered, coming near to help her.

Sliding them down over her hips, he lowered to his knees and waited for her to step out of the pants. His attention turned to her gnarled thigh. Staring over her naked breasts at the emotions on his face stilled her.

Ray traced a fingertip over the scars, first with one hand, then with two. His hands were big enough to completely wrap around her mangled muscles, but when he looked up at her, the tenderness in his eyes locked her breath in her lungs.

Ray pressed a kiss to her belly, just above the line of her panties. His hands lifted until he hooked a finger in the lacy underwear at her hips, but he waited, turning his eyes to her. Abi gave a nod and watched him as he slid the lace down her legs. Lightheaded, she put her hand on his shoulder.

Ray stood. “Breathe, Abi,” he whispered with a smile, his hands molding to her hips to hold her steady.

She closed her eyes to concentrate, relaxing her chest so her lungs could expand.

“You’re beautiful,” he said at her ear. “So, beautiful.” His chest touched hers and her eyes sprang open. “We go as slow as you like.”

Abi felt one of her eyebrows rise. “Slow?”

He tilted his head, a wry smile lifting one corner of his mouth. “Or fast, your choice.”

Standing naked and hearing him call her beautiful flipped a switch somewhere deep inside her. Abi chuckled and reached for the catch on his jeans. Releasing the button, she lowered the zipper. Her fingers brushed over his hard length. Ray licked his lips. His nostrils flared and his pupils dilated as she pushed the denim over the curve of his ass. He helped, removing the restrictive jeans until he stood in nothing but his briefs, his erection straining toward her.

It was Abi’s turn to lick her lips as Ray took off his underwear. When he stood completely naked, she let herself take a moment to appreciate his lean body and that long, proud length.

He opened his mouth but she shook her head, putting a hand to the center of his chest and giving him a gentle shove toward the bed. Ray took the hint, laying down. Abi knelt on the bed beside him, running her hand over the flat, hard abs up to his chest. He covered her hand with his and sat up.

“Nervous?”

Surprisingly so, she realized with a smile. “I am.”

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