insane.”
“Your friends are the family you choose.”
He tilted his head. “I’ve never looked at it that way before.”
A spot of salsa was left at the side of his mouth. She indicated where it was, but he missed it. So she leaned across, braced the heel of her hand against his wide jaw and rubbed it onto her thumb. She automatically stuck the digit into her mouth and sucked.
She didn’t realize he’d stopped chewing until she caught his intense gaze. It was all she could do to swallow her own saliva just then.
“Screw food,” he said quietly.
Within two moves, he’d moved the table’s contents to the counter and then reached for her, easily hauling her across it so she sat on the edge, his mouth on hers before she could catch a breath.
Mmm… This was definitely better than anything from a skillet. And much, much hotter. She tasted beer and hot sauce on his tongue.
His hands grasped her hips and then slid under her shirt, cupping her breasts through her bra. Regina shivered at the feel of his thumbs rasping over her stiff tips through the thin satin then gasped when he stripped the shirt off along with her bra, replacing his thumb with his mouth.
Oh, yes. Much better than food…
Her skin tingled where his mouth made contact. And it wasn’t just the normal tingling, either. She realized that the salsa he’d eaten was adding to the heated sensation. And upping her excitement level.
He popped the buttons on her jeans one by one. She braced herself with her hands and lifted her hips from the table as he stripped the denim from her. The kitchen lights were on but she didn’t feel one iota self-conscious; the need burgeoning within her wouldn’t allow room for anything else. There was only the growing urgency to feel him inside her.
But if she was hoping that was imminent, she was mistaken. Instead, he stripped off his T-shirt and jeans, presenting himself in all his toned and massive glory. Her gaze snagged on his solid erection and she fidgeted, only to be held to the table by a stilling hand on her stomach as he leaned down to press his mouth to first one hip, then the other even as he parted her thighs with his other hand.
Regina’s heart beat a thick, uneven rhythm in her chest, the sound and her own ragged breathing filling her ears as he drew his tongue in a line from one hip to the other…and then dipped lower.
She caught her breath as his tongue ran the length of her shallow crevice and then his mouth fastened on her tight, sensitive nub.
The same heat that had infused his attention to her nipples crashed over her like a wave, a combination of his hot mouth and the chili powder from the food. She moaned deep in her throat and spread her thighs even farther, dropping her head back as she gave herself over to sheer sensation…
H OT …
Linc took in the sight of Regina spread across his kitchen table, every inch of her bare and beautiful, and experienced a need so extreme he suspected he could come just looking at her.
She leaned back against her arms, her hair tousled, her green eyes half-lidded, her luscious lips parted. He followed the line of her neck to her collarbone and then down to where the tips of her breasts glistened from his suckling them. Her stomach trembled, matching the chaos shaking his insides.
And she tasted as good as she looked…
After initially having to hold her down to prevent her from interrupting his plans, he was happy she surrendered to his desire to please her as she had him, laying herself open to him. He ran his tongue up her inner thigh and then used his thumbs to part her swollen flesh, giving him access to the pink, most delicate parts of her.
He gently caught her clit between his teeth, basking in her low moan as he pulled the hypersensitive bit into his mouth. Her trembling transformed into shivers as he dipped first one then two fingers into her dripping channel, twisting them and then withdrawing.
Her hips bucked as she achieved orgasm
“Your friends are the family you choose.”
He tilted his head. “I’ve never looked at it that way before.”
A spot of salsa was left at the side of his mouth. She indicated where it was, but he missed it. So she leaned across, braced the heel of her hand against his wide jaw and rubbed it onto her thumb. She automatically stuck the digit into her mouth and sucked.
She didn’t realize he’d stopped chewing until she caught his intense gaze. It was all she could do to swallow her own saliva just then.
“Screw food,” he said quietly.
Within two moves, he’d moved the table’s contents to the counter and then reached for her, easily hauling her across it so she sat on the edge, his mouth on hers before she could catch a breath.
Mmm… This was definitely better than anything from a skillet. And much, much hotter. She tasted beer and hot sauce on his tongue.
His hands grasped her hips and then slid under her shirt, cupping her breasts through her bra. Regina shivered at the feel of his thumbs rasping over her stiff tips through the thin satin then gasped when he stripped the shirt off along with her bra, replacing his thumb with his mouth.
Oh, yes. Much better than food…
Her skin tingled where his mouth made contact. And it wasn’t just the normal tingling, either. She realized that the salsa he’d eaten was adding to the heated sensation. And upping her excitement level.
He popped the buttons on her jeans one by one. She braced herself with her hands and lifted her hips from the table as he stripped the denim from her. The kitchen lights were on but she didn’t feel one iota self-conscious; the need burgeoning within her wouldn’t allow room for anything else. There was only the growing urgency to feel him inside her.
But if she was hoping that was imminent, she was mistaken. Instead, he stripped off his T-shirt and jeans, presenting himself in all his toned and massive glory. Her gaze snagged on his solid erection and she fidgeted, only to be held to the table by a stilling hand on her stomach as he leaned down to press his mouth to first one hip, then the other even as he parted her thighs with his other hand.
Regina’s heart beat a thick, uneven rhythm in her chest, the sound and her own ragged breathing filling her ears as he drew his tongue in a line from one hip to the other…and then dipped lower.
She caught her breath as his tongue ran the length of her shallow crevice and then his mouth fastened on her tight, sensitive nub.
The same heat that had infused his attention to her nipples crashed over her like a wave, a combination of his hot mouth and the chili powder from the food. She moaned deep in her throat and spread her thighs even farther, dropping her head back as she gave herself over to sheer sensation…
H OT …
Linc took in the sight of Regina spread across his kitchen table, every inch of her bare and beautiful, and experienced a need so extreme he suspected he could come just looking at her.
She leaned back against her arms, her hair tousled, her green eyes half-lidded, her luscious lips parted. He followed the line of her neck to her collarbone and then down to where the tips of her breasts glistened from his suckling them. Her stomach trembled, matching the chaos shaking his insides.
And she tasted as good as she looked…
After initially having to hold her down to prevent her from interrupting his plans, he was happy she surrendered to his desire to please her as she had him, laying herself open to him. He ran his tongue up her inner thigh and then used his thumbs to part her swollen flesh, giving him access to the pink, most delicate parts of her.
He gently caught her clit between his teeth, basking in her low moan as he pulled the hypersensitive bit into his mouth. Her trembling transformed into shivers as he dipped first one then two fingers into her dripping channel, twisting them and then withdrawing.
Her hips bucked as she achieved orgasm
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