She laughed. “I’m serious here, Grant. No strings. We’re not getting into a relationship here just because we’re having sex.”
He squeezed her hip. “Got it. No relationship. Just sex.”
“Okay. I just don’t want you to get the wrong idea.”
His eyes twinkled, and she saw the teasing glint there. “So I shouldn’t be upset if you don’t call me in the morning?”
She shook her head. “Very funny.”
He slid down the mattress, his mouth where his hand had just been, this time kissing her hip bone. He lifted his gaze to her. “But you’ll still respect me, right?”
That teasing, oh-so-hot look he gave her made her breathing harder, especially when he turned her onto her back and spread her legs.
“Definitely.”
He shifted, moving between her legs. “Good. Because I’d hate to think you were just using me for my superior sex skills.”
If his skills got any better, she wasn’t sure she’d survive the night. But this was the night of her education, and she intended to learn and experience everything.
Like the feel of Grant’s mouth against her sex. Heat and wetness, moving over her clit. Down, then back up again. Nothing she could do to herself could match this. It was overwhelming in the best kind of way.
She raised up on her elbows, needing to see what he was doing to her. The sensations were mind blowing. She didn’t think she could come again so soon, but what he was doing to her unraveled her.
He had a very talented mouth, and used it in creative, relentless ways. She spiraled out of control faster than she expected, her body tingling as her clit and * quivered under the mastery of Grant’s lips and tongue. Before she could even gasp in surprise, she was coming, lifting against his mouth, never wanting this to end.
Suddenly he was above her, taking her mouth in a kiss that tasted of her. It was erotic and hot and she wrapped her hand around his neck to hold him there, licking at his lips as she continued to come down from that incredible high.
Her gaze met his when he pulled back. She was out of breath, her mind more than a little blown by all these firsts.
“Thank you,” she said.
“It was my pleasure. You taste like hot, salty cherries.”
She shuddered, then rolled with him as he went to his side. He handed her a glass and they each took several long drinks of water.
She swept her hand over his shoulder, still unable to believe she was lying in bed naked with a man. With Grant, who wasn’t just any man, but a hot, built, extremely sexy—no, wait—that wasn’t even the right word for him.
Extremely sexual man.
She laid her water on the table, then rolled over onto her back and stretched, raising her arms above her head.
“You look satisfied.”
She tilted her head toward him and smiled. “I do, don’t I?”
He grinned, then finished his glass of water and set it down. “Yeah, and we haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.”
“No, we haven’t.” She rolled back over and skimmed her palm over his chest. “I have to tell you, Grant, that you’re a very good teacher.”
“Thanks.”
She walked her fingers down his chest and over his abs, loving the rock-hard feel of him, especially when she got to his cock. She fisted it in her hand.
“So how about we get to the best part now?”
SEVENTEEN
GRANT PRIDED HIMSELF ON HIS SELF-RESTRAINT. BUT the past hour with Katrina had been a test of that restraint. She was beautiful, her scent drove him crazy, and the way she responded to his touch and his mouth had nearly put him over the edge.
She might not have done this before, but her hand on his cock told him she’d done her research.
“I like you touching me,” he said.
“I like feeling you. You’re hard, but the skin is soft. And hot. You’re really hot.”
“You have no idea how hot I am right now.”
“Am I doing it right?”
“Anything you do with your hand on my cock is right.”
She lifted her gaze to his face. “No. Seriously. Teach me.”
He laid his hand over hers, closed his fingers, and directed the pace. “A little harder. You won’t break me. Short, fast strokes, then shift to longer, slower ones. Mixing it up feels really good.”
He let go once she got the hang of it, because he wanted her hand on him, not his own. Katrina learned fast, and damn if she wasn’t an expert at jacking him off.
Maybe too much of an expert. He finally grasped her wrist.
“That’s enough for now.”
“Why?”
“Because if you keep doing that I’ll come.”
She gave him a very hot smile. “Isn’t that the idea?”
“Generally, yeah, but I want to come in you, while I’m fucking you.”
“I like that idea. How about we do that now?”
Her eagerness to explore excited him. And he couldn’t deny he wanted to fuck her. Hell, he’d wanted her since the first time he’d laid eyes on her in Barbados. Now she was naked and in his bed.
What he hadn’t expected was her lack of experience.