She was about to . . . from frustration. Anticipation built, making her stomach knot. His breath wafted warm over her belly, and when he pressed a kiss to the top of her sex, she nearly bolted off the couch. She was wet, throbbing, and embarrassingly close to an orgasm, and he hadn’t even put his mouth on her yet. This slow seduction was making her lose her mind.
But he had all the control here. She didn’t want to be rude and demand he lick her *, but damn, it had been a really long time. And now that she had decided to do this with him, she wanted it right now. She didn’t need finesse and slow seduction, she needed a goddamn orgasm.
So when he peeled her panties down her legs, she released a sigh. And when he cupped her butt and swept his hand over her thighs, she bit her bottom lip, hoping he wouldn’t laugh when she came so quickly. Because she knew she would. She was already tingling, could already sense that he was going to be so—
“Oh, Garrett. Yes.” He put his mouth on her, his tongue hot and delicious as he found her clit. She fought the trembling, but the sensations were overwhelming. And damn if he didn’t have the most expert lips and tongue she’d ever felt, all warm and wet, knowing exactly where her hot buttons were. He didn’t poke or jab, just lazily sailed along, swirling around her sex like he had all day, just the way she liked it.
She lifted, feeding her * to him, and when he slid two fingers inside her, she could already imagine what it was going to be like when he fucked her. Her imagination had gone there before, and when he began to move his fingers and sucked on her clit, she flew, her orgasm slamming into her with all the force she’d expected—and then some.
“Oh, I’m coming,” she cried, bucking against his face with unabashed pleasure.
Garrett replied with a hum against her * and buried his fingers inside her as she rode out the wild pulses, licking her through the most intense orgasm she’d had in a very long time. He held her, his mouth firmly clamped to her sex, while she rocked against the pulsing waves that seemed never ending. When it was over, she felt light-headed, spent, yet still wanted more.
He took her down easy, kissing her hip bone and belly as he moved up her body, bringing her back by lingering at her breasts, using his thumbs to tweak her nipples, which fired her body to life all over again.
This had just been an appetizer. She was ready for the main course.
She was ready for Garrett.
SIXTEEN
FEELING ALICIA’S HEART POUND NEXT TO HIS CHEEK was sweet satisfaction for Garrett.
She’d been so responsive, her body like a live wire as she’d bucked against his mouth when she came. He’d loved listening to her, tasting her, feeling her body shudder against him. But they were just getting started, and he intended to rev up her heart rate all night long.
He stood, then grabbed her hand and pulled her off the sofa.
“Let’s finish this in the bedroom.”
Before she could say anything, he scooped her up into his arms.
“I can walk, you know.”
He grinned at her as he carried her down the hall. “And ruin my chance of playing your knight in shining armor?”
“I’m more worried about your shoulder.”
He gave her a look. “If I can’t carry someone as lightweight as you, I might as well retire.”
“Okay, fine. I’m not hurting your shoulder. But this is a little . . . provincial.”
He kicked the partially ajar door open and deposited her on the bed. “You’re ruining my moment, Alicia. You’re not big on romantic gestures, are you?”
She sat up on the bed, and he had to admit he liked seeing her naked. She had a beautiful body. And those long legs that he couldn’t wait to feel wrapped around him.
Just the thought of being buried inside her had his cock straining against his sweats.
She graced him with a soft curving of her lips. “Sorry. It was very romantic. You should get naked now.”
He let out a laugh. He had to give her credit for being practical and to the point. She didn’t need to be swept off her feet or wined and dined. She wanted sex. So did he. That made this whole thing a lot easier.
And damn, was she ever a sexual creature. Going down on her gave him a lot of pleasure. She was responsive and hot, and she tasted so good that as soon as she came he wanted to take out his cock and plunge inside her.
But there were some things a guy really did need to finesse, and the first time with a woman was one of those things. So whether she liked it or not, she was going to get the best he had to offer.
Starting with him getting naked. He yanked off his shirt, then shoved his pants to the floor. Her eyes gleamed and she smiled appreciatively.
He climbed onto the bed.
“I have a confession to make,” she said.
He swept her hair behind her ear. “Yeah? What’s that?”
“I saw you last night. On the beach. When you were jacking off.”
His lips curved. He liked the idea of her watching him. “You did?”
“Yes.”
“What did you think?”
Her breath came out in a soft pant. “What did I think? It turned me on.”