Page 86 of Never Quiet

Erick stilled, staring at her.

She stripped her t-shirt over her head, unbraided her hair, and laid back with one leg slightly bent. She knew the green lace of her bra and panty set were gorgeous against her skin. They were a gift from her supermodel uncle when she requested advice with a flaming face.

“Holy shit.” His palm settled on the skin of her stomach, stroking side to side. “So pretty.”

Surprised when he stretched out beside her, his head in his hand, she asked, “Not gonna strip in solidarity?”

“I need a barrier for now, a reminder to go slow.” He grimaced. “I stroked off before I left the house, Amanda. I refuse to perform badly and embarrass myself.”

“I actually would’ve liked to see that.”

Quirking his brow, he shot back, “It’s probably best if you don’t talk to me. Leave me a shred of control.”

Smiling, she reached up to hold the side of his face. “Control is overrated, I think. I won’t judge you, Erick.”

He gestured down her body. “With the image you present, I’m unbelievably grateful for your understanding.”

Rolling, the bare skin of his torso against hers, he kissed her and didn’t stop. He took his time. His palm flattened on her back, his thumb gently stroked her skin.

She touched him, petting as much of his shoulders and back as she could reach, and loved the feel of him against her.

After a long time, she felt him unclasp her bra and she held her breath as he carefully removed it without putting too much space between them. Staring into her eyes, he cupped her breast, his thumb gently rubbing across her nipple.

Lips slightly parted, she stared back as her arms tightened around him. His kiss was more aggressive and she wanted everything he could give her. Kissing his way along her jaw, tugging her earlobe with his teeth, breathing deeply at her neck, he moved his body down.

He took her nipple between his lips and moaned around flesh she’d never realized was so sensitive. Her fingers in his hair, she held him to her as she whispered his name. The sucking motion caused a drawing in her womb and she lifted her hips to be closer to him.

Releasing it with a soft pop, he licked over the furled tip and adjusted so he could give the other the same attention.

Resting his cheek between her breasts, he plumped her and slipped his fingers over the nipple beside him.

“The taste of you, the way you feel, the shape of every part of you I’ve never had the honor of seeing…I didn’t have a big enough imagination, Amanda.”

His mouth settled over her again as his palm moved down her side. At her hip, he slipped his fingers beneath the band of her panties and around to hold her ass.

Against her nipple, he murmured, “I want everything all at once. It’s almost overwhelming.”

“Take whatever you want from me, Erick.”

He removed her panties, pushing them down her legs until she could easily kick them away. Raising himself, he kissed her again, slow and easy, as he gently nudged her legs wider.

Moving between them, he kissed his way down her body until his shoulders settled between her thighs.

He massaged over her skin with the flat of his fingers, his eyes on the center of her. She was grateful for the flickering light that hid the full-body blush she could feel.

“I didn’t think you’d be bare. When I felt it earlier, it made my mouth water.” He planted a kiss at the top of her mound and she couldn’t hide the way she trembled. “Skin like silk.” Another kiss over her clit made her gasp. “I’ve wanted this for so long.” He dragged his tongue through her folds and groaned as he suckled her.

The fingers of one hand were buried in his hair while her other clenched the sleeping bag beneath her. She stared through the top of the tent at the sky above Colorado.

Erick ate her as if she was a decadent dessert and all of it was surreal. His finger pushed inside her and she gasped.

“First my fingers, Amanda.” He stroked deep several times before adding a second finger. The way he moved told her he was stretching her, preparing her. Then they were gone and he planted an open-mouthed kiss there. “Then my tongue.”

She couldn’t stop the long whimper she made when he pushed his tongue as deep as he could.

“Ambrosia.”

The word was said against her clit as he sucked it again, returning to stroking as deep as he could go with three fingers.

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