Flirting Under a Full Moon by Ashlyn Chase Page B

licked her lips. A quick, nervous movement that caused his cock to swell even more in anticipation. His gaze slipped down her body. She had perfect breasts. Not too large or too small. Just right for his hands and mouth. Her waist was trim and her hips full, giving her beautiful curves. She took his breath away.
    She reached out and stroked his jaw. “It used to make me mad that you were so unbelievably gorgeous.”
    Surprised, he muttered, “Huh?”
    “I didn’t want to fall for you. I thought you were one of those guys who considered himself God’s gift to women. I never imagined you’d be so…different.”
    “I’m actually sort of on the shy side. I may have overcompensated a bit.”
    She laughed. “A bit?”
    “Those days are over, Brandee.” His gaze dropped to her lips. Full. Soft. So kissable. He leaned over and pressed his mouth to hers. His tongue slid past her lips and swept inside.
    She let out a little moan and met his tongue.
    He kissed her like he had a right to plunder her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and hung on, as if for dear life.
    Her mouth was locked to his. So hot.
    His hands slid over her curves, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. Touching her soft skin feels so good. So unbelievably good. And all the while, he kept kissing her, stroking her with his tongue, seducing her.
    He cupped her ass and dragged her against his arousal so she could see what she did to him. Her hips rocked against him.
    He tore his lips from hers and groaned. Then he nibbled the column of her neck. “You taste so good.”
    “So do you,” she whispered. He caught a glimpse of her bedroom eyes. “I want to taste you—everywhere.”
    Whoa. Did she mean that? He wouldn’t be able to control himself if she so much as licked him down there. He didn’t dare lose it. He already felt the instinct to mark her tugging at his heart, and his canine teeth ached to come out.
    “Not today, sweetheart. There’s plenty of time for that. Right now I’m holding on by a thread. I want our first time together to be, well, together .”
    “But it’s your turn.”
    “I’m not keeping score, and I don’t want you to, either.” He moved down slightly and sucked her nipple into his mouth.
    She arched and moaned. She was so responsive. So sensitive . He could make love to her for days, but he didn’t want to wear her out. He had to remind himself that she didn’t have the same stamina he did.
    Her soft body pressed against him. Her musky scent surrounded his nose, and his cock stiffened painfully.
    “I want you,” she whispered.
    He didn’t say a word. He couldn’t. He simply grabbed the condom from her nightstand and ripped open the packet.
    “Here, let me.” Brandee reached for the condom.
    If she stroked him before rolling it on, he’d come all over her. “I’ve got it,” he said, almost shaking as he covered himself.
    Brandee blinked her gorgeous blue eyes and stared.
    “Lie back.”
    She did as he asked and spread her legs wide.
    He took a deep breath and forced himself to go slow. He kneeled and positioned himself at her opening. He wanted to slam into her body and just take her. Instead he entered a couple of inches and paused. “Are you all right, sweetheart?”
    “I’m fine.”
    He pushed in another inch.
    “Nick, you don’t have to treat me like I’m made of glass.”
    If only she knew. He wanted her so badly his body ached. He kissed her, drinking in her sweetness as he pushed in farther. At last he was fully seated.
    With effort, Nick pulled his mouth from hers and began the age-old rhythm of lovemaking. She met his thrusts with her own. They stared into each other’s eyes as they mated for the first time.
    “God, that feels so good,” she said, breathlessly.
    Her hot channel felt so right around him. He thrust a little harder. A little faster. So close… He gritted his teeth and managed to hold himself back.
    She was moaning and he knew she was close. He ground