you’re warming to me.”
She sniffed. “I thought you did rather well, talking tonight, and I’m not warming to you,” she said.
She was tough on a man. One kiss. He pulled into her long drive and cut the engine behind her little Chevy. She was tucked up on her side of the truck, but he grabbed her hand and exerted a little pressure.
“Come here, Sunshine.” He tugged her seatbelt off and pulled gently on her arm while he tried to keep his heart rate under control.
She slid him a look and resisted, holding his eyes with her big, blue ones before biting her bottom lip, making him want to groan.
“You’re going to kiss me, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, I’m burning, baby. Just a kiss, I swear.” His voice was husky with need.
She made him wait before she gave in to his subtle tug on her hand. Thankfully, his seat was far enough back from the steering wheel that she could fit her tiny body on his lap without having to move the seat back. He wasn’t able to think clearly enough to do more than try to keep her off his cock, let alone worry about a wheel digging into her curves.
“Are you burning a little, honey?” he asked, then slowly lowered her onto his lap. She straddled him easily, as if she belonged there. He kept her off his aching groin with a willpower he hadn’t known he had. Cradling the back of her silky head, he brought his other arm tightly around her waist and pulled her to his chest, slowly lowering his mouth to hers.
The first slow glide was so good it was like coming home, only he’d never had a home. But if he had, God, this would be it. She was so hot that the kiss burned into his brain, erasing any other kiss from his memory. A low groan escaped before he could hold it in, but he kept his kiss gentle, soft and light until he felt the tension slowly ease out of her back and neck. She reminded him of a nervous colt, ready to lunge away at any sudden moves. And he needed fast and hard, but he slowed down, concentrating on her flavour, her sweetness and the velvet heat they were creating.
When she eased against him even more, he licked her mouth gently, tilting his head to fit his mouth firmly over hers. The first taste of her was electrifying. It wasn’t sweet or soft, it was pure sex. So fantastic he forgot everything but his tongue sliding into warm sunshine. She tasted like the ice cream they’d shared, but wicked and all woman. Her tongue met his exploring mouth and hot white desire flooded him. She moaned and her hands came up to shift through his hair, scratching along his scalp with just the right amount of burn. His cock swelled so tight under his jeans, she had to feel it. He shoved the demands for more down, too caught up in what felt like the first real kiss he’d ever had to ruin it with more than Susan was already giving him. Holy hell, she tasted good. The woman could kiss. She kissed him like no one ever had.
He pulled her closer. Her full breasts pressed against his chest and, God, what he wouldn’t do to have both of those beauties in his hands right now.
He lifted his mouth from her lips reluctantly, but he had to see her face. She was beyond beautiful, so warm and giving he was close to an orgasm. Her pink, swollen lips parted, and she blinked her blue eyes open. “Mmm, Russell.”
“Damn, honey, you taste like sunshine.” He breathed her in and took her mouth with another hungry kiss. He was on the edge of losing control. He could feel his thighs tense, his stomach muscles clench, but he wasn’t ending this. Not now that he finally had it.
He’d never been a kisser. Sex was hot, long and wet. But he’d not been heavy on kissing. This was more erotic than any sex he’d ever had, in so many ways. He was lost to it. And, thank God, so was Susan. She pressed against his body, touching his jaw with her fingers before skimming those beautiful hands down his neck and shoulders. She caressed her way down his arms, then back up again to mould her hands around his
She sniffed. “I thought you did rather well, talking tonight, and I’m not warming to you,” she said.
She was tough on a man. One kiss. He pulled into her long drive and cut the engine behind her little Chevy. She was tucked up on her side of the truck, but he grabbed her hand and exerted a little pressure.
“Come here, Sunshine.” He tugged her seatbelt off and pulled gently on her arm while he tried to keep his heart rate under control.
She slid him a look and resisted, holding his eyes with her big, blue ones before biting her bottom lip, making him want to groan.
“You’re going to kiss me, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, I’m burning, baby. Just a kiss, I swear.” His voice was husky with need.
She made him wait before she gave in to his subtle tug on her hand. Thankfully, his seat was far enough back from the steering wheel that she could fit her tiny body on his lap without having to move the seat back. He wasn’t able to think clearly enough to do more than try to keep her off his cock, let alone worry about a wheel digging into her curves.
“Are you burning a little, honey?” he asked, then slowly lowered her onto his lap. She straddled him easily, as if she belonged there. He kept her off his aching groin with a willpower he hadn’t known he had. Cradling the back of her silky head, he brought his other arm tightly around her waist and pulled her to his chest, slowly lowering his mouth to hers.
The first slow glide was so good it was like coming home, only he’d never had a home. But if he had, God, this would be it. She was so hot that the kiss burned into his brain, erasing any other kiss from his memory. A low groan escaped before he could hold it in, but he kept his kiss gentle, soft and light until he felt the tension slowly ease out of her back and neck. She reminded him of a nervous colt, ready to lunge away at any sudden moves. And he needed fast and hard, but he slowed down, concentrating on her flavour, her sweetness and the velvet heat they were creating.
When she eased against him even more, he licked her mouth gently, tilting his head to fit his mouth firmly over hers. The first taste of her was electrifying. It wasn’t sweet or soft, it was pure sex. So fantastic he forgot everything but his tongue sliding into warm sunshine. She tasted like the ice cream they’d shared, but wicked and all woman. Her tongue met his exploring mouth and hot white desire flooded him. She moaned and her hands came up to shift through his hair, scratching along his scalp with just the right amount of burn. His cock swelled so tight under his jeans, she had to feel it. He shoved the demands for more down, too caught up in what felt like the first real kiss he’d ever had to ruin it with more than Susan was already giving him. Holy hell, she tasted good. The woman could kiss. She kissed him like no one ever had.
He pulled her closer. Her full breasts pressed against his chest and, God, what he wouldn’t do to have both of those beauties in his hands right now.
He lifted his mouth from her lips reluctantly, but he had to see her face. She was beyond beautiful, so warm and giving he was close to an orgasm. Her pink, swollen lips parted, and she blinked her blue eyes open. “Mmm, Russell.”
“Damn, honey, you taste like sunshine.” He breathed her in and took her mouth with another hungry kiss. He was on the edge of losing control. He could feel his thighs tense, his stomach muscles clench, but he wasn’t ending this. Not now that he finally had it.
He’d never been a kisser. Sex was hot, long and wet. But he’d not been heavy on kissing. This was more erotic than any sex he’d ever had, in so many ways. He was lost to it. And, thank God, so was Susan. She pressed against his body, touching his jaw with her fingers before skimming those beautiful hands down his neck and shoulders. She caressed her way down his arms, then back up again to mould her hands around his
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