Seeing that she was completely relaxed and not the least bit hesitant about his intentions, he scrubbed the puff down her chest and over her breasts, slightly teasing the tips with the netting until they puckered into tight peaks. He had to bite back a groan. He’d always loved pleasuring a woman, but with Kelsey it was a totally different level of enjoyment.
Switching his attention to her legs, he ran the puff over the length of both limbs then cast it aside, replacing the course netting with his hands. As he caressed her calf with his palms, she made a pleased noise that had him wanting to do whatever it took to make her do it again.
The soft skin beneath his hands combined with her encouraging sounds made his cock rock hard. His mouth started to water for another taste of her. “Are you throbbing as hard as I am, Kelsey?”
“Harder.”
He pinched both her nipples, and she arched up, gasping.
“How does it feel not knowing what I’ll touch next?” he asked as he slid his palm down her stomach and between her legs, barely grazing the sensitive nub.
Her breath stuttered. “A-amazing.”
He applied a little more pressure, and was rewarded with her immediately spreading her legs for him without coaxing. He couldn’t wait any longer. He’d planned to bring her to completion right here in this tub. But he couldn’t. He had to have a taste. Now.
Dipping his arms into the water, he lifted her out. The water and bubbles sluiced off her body. She didn’t protest. She didn’t stiffen. She smiled.
And he could barely contain his own need at that point.
After he placed her on her feet, he yanked a towel off a bar. He took his time, patting her dry, kneading the flesh as he made his way down her body. As he knelt before her, he placed a kiss below her belly button, then straightened and lifted her again into his arms.
He strode into the bedroom. When he reached the bed, he set her down on the edge of the mattress. Instantly, she laid back and perched both feet on mattress, spreading both legs wide. His cock twitched hard. She knew exactly what he planned to do, and was ready.
Lowering to his knees on the floor, he came eye level with her wet and beautiful center. He couldn’t wait a second longer. Dipping his head, he ran his tongue over her and groaned as the taste of her flooded his mouth. Last night he couldn’t get enough. Now was no different. She intoxicated him in a way no other had—most likely never would.
Fingers knotted into his hair then tugged his head up. Startled at being interrupted, his gaze shot up the length of her body to her eyes. She was shaking her head at him.
Had he done something to freak her out? He immediately pulled back. “Are you okay?”
“No. I’m not.”
He crawled beside her on the bed. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“I’m throbbing, Lance. For you. I need you. In me. Now.”
The blunt request made his mind go blank for a split second. Apparently that was too slow for Kelsey, because she added, as if she had to explain further, “I want you to fuck me.”
He didn’t need to be told a third time. After he reached down for his jeans beside the bed and withdrew a condom, he quickly ripped open the foil and rolled it on.
He settled over her, and he had an insane moment of hesitation. Maybe it was the reality that he was about to fuck Kelsey. So far, he’d been keeping things all about her. Making her feel as good as possible because he was afraid of doing something that would scare her, or trigger some kind of memory.
The pressure suddenly hit him. He gazed down at her. “Are you sure about this?”
As if she could sense his thoughts, her face softened as she reached between their bodies and wrapped her hand around his cock. “Lance, I have never been more certain of anything. I want this. I want you.”
It was all the encouragement he needed. He took her lips in a deep kiss as he shifted his body between her legs. He teased her with the tip of his cock until she moaned and pushed her hips up. “Please.”
Slowly, he thrust forward, groaning as her warm heat welcomed him inside. “So fucking tight,” he ground out.
She grabbed both his ass checks and pulled down. He got her message. Slowly he picked up the momentum. Allowing her a chance to get used to the speed of each movement before increasing his pace. Not once did she stiffen or become overwhelmed. She met him with the same open eagerness she had last night.
Skin slapped. The bed creaked.
Just when he was sure he couldn’t hold back a second longer, she moaned her release. The sound enthralled him as he let go too, and he wanted to hear that beautiful sound over and over. He collapsed on the bed, watching her. His chest tightened hard. With her eyes closed, a sleepy, peaceful smile on her relaxed face, he feared he would never get enough of this woman.
Where would that leave him when she left?
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