Forever in Love by W. Lynn Chantale Page A

and licked the tip, his eyes widening at her boldness.
    “Don’t start something you have no intention of finishing.”
    She smirked. “Why would you say such a thing?”
    She stepped away then reached behind her and unfastened the two buttons at her neck, then fumbled down the zipper tab. The dress skimmed her body and pooled at her feet leaving her in her heels and lace panties. It was a bold move, but he needed to know she was serious and by his sharp inhale he got the message.
    “You are too sassy for your own good.” He stood and trailed a finger along her collar bone.
    She shivered and gazed up at him. “You like sassy.”
    He nodded and smoothed a palm over her nipple.
    Bonnie flattened her hands against his chest, her fingers slipping the buttons from their mooring. “What else do you like?”
    He wrapped an arm around her waist and tilted her back as he dipped his head to her breast. She exhaled on a sigh as he sucked her nipple, rolling his tongue over the pebbled peak, while his free hand wiggled down the front of her panties. He laved her other breast as she whimpered her pleasure.
    He walked her until her shoulders met the cool kiss of the plaster. She brushed the waistband of his slacks, fumbling with the clasp and zipper as he shoved her panties down her hips. She sighed as his fingers sank into her heat. He was distracting her from exploring his body, the best she could do was smooth her hand over his erection through his clothes. And these layers were frustrating her.
    As if sensing her need, he released her long enough to remove his shirt and pants. When he stood before her, naked she lifted a hand and traced one pectoral and then the other trailing her fingers down his torso and over a jagged scar on his washboard stomach. She made a mental note to ask him about that later as she followed his happy trail to the rather impressive erection jutting between his legs.
    With trembling fingers she dragged her fingers through the short curls before stroking his shaft. The broad head was almost purple. Fascinated, she caressed back and forth while he pushed against her fist. A drop of pre-cum glistened on the slit and she bent to flick it away with her tongue.
    His fingers curled in her hair as she licked the tip. Gently she closed her lips around him and sucked him as far as she could into her mouth. She alternated between licking and sucking, his fingers tightened in her hair even as a tremor undulated through  his body.
    “Bonnie,” his voice was husky with desire.
    She stared up at him, not quite sure if he wanted her to stop, but she was enjoying this moment. She’d never really had this opportunity before and she was going to savor this as long as he let her.
    “God, woman you’re killing me.”
    That grabbed her attention and she allowed him to slip from her mouth all shiny and wet. “Did I do something wrong?”
    He helped her to stand, wrapped an arm around her waist and crushed her to him claiming her mouth in a ravenous kiss.
    She circled his neck as he lifted her off her feet as he moved from her lips to her jaw. Fire danced through her veins and she shifted restlessly against him, eager for what he could give her.
    “You did everything right,” he murmured against her throat. “I want you Bonnie.”
    The head of his cock tapped at her entrance as he settled her over his waiting erection. She gripped his shoulders as he slowly lowered her onto him. This was so different from her first time. Where that experience had been fast and left a bad taste in her mouth, this was slow and pleasurable. Each deliberate inch that stretched and filled her left her craving more. When he pulled almost all the way out she whimpered her displeasure. He stilled.
    “Did I hurt you?” Concern shadowed his voice.
    She shook her head, wiping the fine sheen of sweat from his forehead. “No, I don’t want you to stop.”
    “You’re so tight and I don’t want to hurt you.” He nipped her collar bone, then