the forest floor with him.
She’d underestimated the nerd once again.
He slipped his hands around to her butt to
brace her and resumed sucking her breast, teasing her with a nip once in a
while.
The haze of hunger enveloped her so
thoroughly that the sensation of him popping open the button on her jeans came
as a shock. Her eyes flew open and she looked down at him.
Was she going to do this with him? Was it a
good idea? Probably not. Would it be fun anyway?
Definitely.
He must have read the worry in her eyes—damn
his mind-reading anyway—because he smiled, looking oddly cocky and in control
for a man on his knees at a woman’s feet. “Don’t worry. I won’t do anything you
don’t want me to do.”
“I know, but I’m worried about what I want
you to do.”
He pulled off his coat and spread it on the
floor, and then reached up and took her hands, tugging until she lay down on
the outspread coat. “I don’t want to have sex,” he said.
“You don’t?” What, was Christmas going to
be canceled this year too?
“Well, I do, of course. But I’m not going
to. No reason I can’t make you feel good though.” He pulled down the zipper on
her jeans and, with her assistance, wiggled them down past her hips, baring her
skin to the cool air. Goosebumps formed where her jeans fell away, but she
barely noticed as he slipped her matching cobalt thong off of her hips. He went
still for a long moment, and then looked up at her with a fervent expression. “I
know I said this already, but you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
“You can keep saying that,” she said
unsteadily. “I don’t get tired of hearing it.” She wanted desperately to pull
him close for a kiss, but he slipped a hand to explore the softness between her
legs, and she forgot everything but pleasure. He slipped a finger inside her
and finding her wet, added another. She propped herself on her elbows and let
her head hang back, ready to enjoy the ride. His thumb kept up a steady rhythm
on her clitoris and a minute later, just like that, she was ready.
He read the signals and instead of pushing
her over, backed off, stroking her inner thigh with his hand. Her body felt
empty, bereft.
“Hey!” She raised her head to fix him with
a glare.
“Haven’t you ever heard of anticipation?”
He smiled at her, looking tense but also like a man thoroughly enjoying
himself.
“Yeah. It’s great,” she gasped. “I’m done
anticipating! Let’s get on with it.”
“If you insist. Don’t want to keep a lady
waiting.” He resumed the motion that had driven her insane. Within minutes she
was panting. Without warning he delved deep and rubbed with his thumb, and she
went flying, soaring so high she couldn’t keep silent, letting loose with a
groan that might have embarrassed her if she hadn’t been half out of her mind.
He stroked her tenderly as she came down,
and then lay beside her, pulling her close into his body. She closed her eyes,
the dregs of pleasure still pulsing through her blood and keeping her warm.
After a moment, eyes still closed, she fumbled her jeans back into place. “Getting
cold,” she mumbled. She pulled her shirt down and tightened her cardigan across
her chest. Her bra was on the ground somewhere nearby, hopefully not being made
into a home for woodland creatures. She’d get it in a minute.
First, she had business to take care of.
She reached for the front of his pants and
bracketed the ridge there with her hand, feeling its weight and warmth against
her hand.
He let her explore for a minute, and then
with a sound she couldn’t interpret, clasped her hand and pulled it away from
him. He lifted it to his lips and kissed the back of her hand. “You don’t have
to do that.”
“But I want to.” It was true. Her mission
to seduce him had been derailed, but she was back on track now. She tried to
pull her hand away, to reach for him again, but he didn’t allow it.
“No. I meant what I said. I
She’d underestimated the nerd once again.
He slipped his hands around to her butt to
brace her and resumed sucking her breast, teasing her with a nip once in a
while.
The haze of hunger enveloped her so
thoroughly that the sensation of him popping open the button on her jeans came
as a shock. Her eyes flew open and she looked down at him.
Was she going to do this with him? Was it a
good idea? Probably not. Would it be fun anyway?
Definitely.
He must have read the worry in her eyes—damn
his mind-reading anyway—because he smiled, looking oddly cocky and in control
for a man on his knees at a woman’s feet. “Don’t worry. I won’t do anything you
don’t want me to do.”
“I know, but I’m worried about what I want
you to do.”
He pulled off his coat and spread it on the
floor, and then reached up and took her hands, tugging until she lay down on
the outspread coat. “I don’t want to have sex,” he said.
“You don’t?” What, was Christmas going to
be canceled this year too?
“Well, I do, of course. But I’m not going
to. No reason I can’t make you feel good though.” He pulled down the zipper on
her jeans and, with her assistance, wiggled them down past her hips, baring her
skin to the cool air. Goosebumps formed where her jeans fell away, but she
barely noticed as he slipped her matching cobalt thong off of her hips. He went
still for a long moment, and then looked up at her with a fervent expression. “I
know I said this already, but you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
“You can keep saying that,” she said
unsteadily. “I don’t get tired of hearing it.” She wanted desperately to pull
him close for a kiss, but he slipped a hand to explore the softness between her
legs, and she forgot everything but pleasure. He slipped a finger inside her
and finding her wet, added another. She propped herself on her elbows and let
her head hang back, ready to enjoy the ride. His thumb kept up a steady rhythm
on her clitoris and a minute later, just like that, she was ready.
He read the signals and instead of pushing
her over, backed off, stroking her inner thigh with his hand. Her body felt
empty, bereft.
“Hey!” She raised her head to fix him with
a glare.
“Haven’t you ever heard of anticipation?”
He smiled at her, looking tense but also like a man thoroughly enjoying
himself.
“Yeah. It’s great,” she gasped. “I’m done
anticipating! Let’s get on with it.”
“If you insist. Don’t want to keep a lady
waiting.” He resumed the motion that had driven her insane. Within minutes she
was panting. Without warning he delved deep and rubbed with his thumb, and she
went flying, soaring so high she couldn’t keep silent, letting loose with a
groan that might have embarrassed her if she hadn’t been half out of her mind.
He stroked her tenderly as she came down,
and then lay beside her, pulling her close into his body. She closed her eyes,
the dregs of pleasure still pulsing through her blood and keeping her warm.
After a moment, eyes still closed, she fumbled her jeans back into place. “Getting
cold,” she mumbled. She pulled her shirt down and tightened her cardigan across
her chest. Her bra was on the ground somewhere nearby, hopefully not being made
into a home for woodland creatures. She’d get it in a minute.
First, she had business to take care of.
She reached for the front of his pants and
bracketed the ridge there with her hand, feeling its weight and warmth against
her hand.
He let her explore for a minute, and then
with a sound she couldn’t interpret, clasped her hand and pulled it away from
him. He lifted it to his lips and kissed the back of her hand. “You don’t have
to do that.”
“But I want to.” It was true. Her mission
to seduce him had been derailed, but she was back on track now. She tried to
pull her hand away, to reach for him again, but he didn’t allow it.
“No. I meant what I said. I
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