Page 27 of Coulda

Rio wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her to straddle his pelvis. Her legs extended over his thighs. He lifted one hand to cup her face and pressed a soft kiss against her lips before groaning and deepening their exchange.

Clinging to him, Amber answered his passionate kisses as she stroked his shoulders and back. Needing more, she daringly grabbed the waistband of his T-shirt and pulled it over his wind-tousled hair. Instantly, Rio lifted his arms to allow her to remove it completely.

Amber froze as she looked over his ripped body. Years of fitness and activity had honed his muscles into a work of art. Unable to resist, she traced the grooves in his torso leading down to where they disappeared under his waistband. Subconsciously, she licked her lips, wanting to taste his sun-kissed skin.

“You’re killing me, Little girl,” he groaned and tugged away the garment she clutched in her hands to toss it to the edge of the quilt.

“My turn,” he told her in a low growly tone that pushed her arousal higher. His hands slid under the back of her T-shirt and pulled it up over her head, revealing her plain cotton bra.

“I wasn’t expecting to vamp anyone this weekend,” she whispered, sorry she wasn’t wearing something lacy and daring for him.

Rio traced the swell of her breasts pressed against the edges of her bra. “Beautiful, Ella. You don’t need to wear anything fancy for me. I vote we take this off.”

He trailed his fingers along the band of the garment to the hooks behind her and deftly unfastened them. Rio leaned down to kiss her as his hands swept the bra straps over her arms. As he teased her lips with soft kisses, he cupped her breasts. When he brushed his work-roughened thumbs over her nipples, Amber’s breath caught in her chest.

When he kissed down the length of her neck, Amber arched her head to the side, presenting herself to those nibbling, caressing lips. He seemed to know exactly where to touch her as he explored her body slowly. When Rio reached the treasures he fondled, he raised his head to look down at her.

“Damn, Ella. You’re captivating. I need to taste you.”

She gasped as he whirled their position around to stretch her out on the quilt beneath them. Reclining at her side, Rio captured one taut tip and pulled it into the heat of his mouth. He lashed his tongue over it as he sucked gently.

Amber threaded her fingers through his silver-flecked hair and held him to her body. When he released the first peak to lavish the same care onto the other, she arched her back to offer her breasts fully to him. His groan of desire fueled the arousal that had built inside her at the first sight of him on his motorcycle.

“Rio, please,” she pleaded.

He stroked a hand down her abdomen and glided it under the waistband of her jeans. Covering her cotton panties, Rio explored her heat. He traced the cleft of her pussy and lingered in the wetness that soaked them.

“Ella. I need to be here. Are you ready to be with me?”

“Yes, Rio,” she whispered, reaching to unbutton her jeans.

“I’m in charge, baby,” he corrected her sternly, withdrawing his hand to brush hers away. He raised her hands above her head and held them securely in one hand before returning his attention to unfastening her pants.

When she struggled against him, Rio paused and met her gaze with his. He said nothing, simply watched her. Searching his face, she could see, written over the passion carved into his features, an unyielding resolve. She would have to give him everything. Rio would never settle for less.

“Rio.” She breathed out his name. “I want to touch you.”

“I know, Little girl. You’ll earn my permission.”

Thoughts whirled in her mind as her arousal grew. Her body knew before she could understand. She needed this. Amber wanted him to be in charge.

“Okay, Daddy,” she whispered tentatively.

His heat-filled stare made her smile to herself before he pounced. Rio’s mouth captured hers. Tangling his tongue with hers, the captivating man seduced her with his dominance. She forced herself to relax her arms, relinquishing control to him.

“You are wearing too many clothes, Ella,” he growled against her lips before propping himself up on an elbow. “Keep your hands here.”

Rio placed a handful of the soft material against her fingers and tucked it against her palms. Immediately, she gripped the quilt to help her follow his directions. He rewarded her with a hard kiss.

Shifting to kneel at her feet, Rio leaned over her to tug her jeans and panties down her thighs. Amber watched his face as he uncovered her body. The desire etched on his face thrilled her. No man had ever looked at her like this.

When the material cleared her feet, Rio rose to stand at the end of the quilt. His fingers roughly opened his belt and jeans, drawing her attention to the obviously thick shaft that tented the front of his pants. As his zipper lowered, Rio’s heavy erection wrapped in cotton jutted forward. Rio stroked down his cock as he looked over her nude body.

“Please,” she begged, trying to hurry him up.

“Oh, I’m going to savor you, Ella. I’ve waited too long to rush.”

Her eyes widened and she felt herself nod in response. As Rio pushed his jeans and tight black boxers down, she couldn’t figure out where to look. Devouring him with her gaze, she memorized the play of his muscles as he revealed himself to her. She felt her mouth form an O of astonishment as his cock sprang free.

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