Chapter 12
There had never been a woman who consumed him the way Bri did.
They shared an extraordinary compatibility that neither seemed to have found with anyone else.
That was clear from the exhilaration he felt when she bathed his face in tender kisses.
Her teeth on his ear was like a lightning rod setting his primal need for her ablaze.
He sipped at her lips, determined to savor every moment with her.
The first taste was addictive. Taking her pillowy lower lip between his teeth, he had acknowledged the part of him that was roaring to claim her.
His dreams and fantasies about her seemed trivial the more he discovered about the real woman.
Sealing their mouths together and caressing her tongue with his, he kissed her slowly and thoroughly.
Their hands slipped under the edges of shirts, purrs of appreciation at the soft, warm skin that had been off limits.
He brushed the sensitive skin on the sides of her bare breasts, eliciting a murmur and a pulling at his shirt.
He broke away long enough to pull his shirt over his head.
She deserved the most intense and memorable experience he could give her, and he was going to take his cues from her to make that happen.
Returning to her, he watched her unbutton her top, eager to see the dusky mauve beauties. He suckled, pinched, and rolled until her nipples were as hard as he was, with her hand firmly stroking him.
Taking her off guard, he flipped her on her back and pinned her hands over her head. The sensation of skin to skin burned, as he nibbled on her delicious vanilla scented skin to her breasts, the slope of her belly, and continued down, discarding her pants and panties on the floor.
He lifted her foot, kissing up her leg until he was positioned at the apex of her thighs.
Inhaling her sweet musk, he massaged the area around her labia, listening for her gasps, telling him where her sensitive spots were, beyond the obvious.
Each one he found, he kissed and scraped with his teeth until she was dripping with need.
Lapping up every drop, he used his tongue and fingers to coax her to her first orgasm. With his fingers rubbing the bundle of nerves inside of her and his mouth pulling at her clitoris, she rode his face until she panted to her climax.
“More,” she groaned when he moved up her body. He held her close, his fingers still between her legs, helping her through the aftershocks that were almost as intense as the orgasm.
“We have all night, but I have to get protection first.”
“I have some in my purse.” Still trying to catch her breath, she waved toward the closet.
“Did my sly girl have this planned?”
“Let’s call it wishful thinking.”
“You’re not alone.” Watching her breasts rise and fall kept him ready, while he blindly dug through his bag until his hand landed on the package he bought at the airport. “Did you miss me?” He asked, hovering over her, cock sheathed and the box thrown aside.
“Mmm-hmm,” she smiled, her hands slipping around the back of his neck, bringing him down to her for a kiss. He moaned when she wrapped her legs around his hips, cradling his rock-hard cock between her folds. Feeling her wetness, he pressed against her clit, making her gasp.
“Ethan, please. I need you.” She wiggled and squirmed, trying to shift him where she needed him.
“I’m here, Bri.” He kissed her long and hard, sliding the tip of his cock into her.
“Oh,” they sighed.
“Are you doing okay?” He asked before continuing.
“Almost,” she smiled up at him, hands on his hips, encouraging him to continue.
They moved together, watching each other’s reactions and anticipating the other’s needs.
Shifting positions for a deeper fit, they rolled across the bed, taking turns leading.
He could feel her muscles contracting around him when her orgasm was close.
She put a hand over her mouth when she realized she was crying out.
Loving every sound, he wove his hands with hers, thrusting faster and harder for her.
Her back arched as she screamed her release, the intensity pulling his orgasm with her.
“Why didn’t we do that sooner?” he asked, rolling to her side and pulling her against his chest.
“You said you weren’t going to make me talk when we were done.”
“Remind me why we can’t keep doing this? With all the technology we have access to, distance isn’t as much of an issue as it used to be.”
“For a little while…until I move back.”
“Seriously? But what about your career?”
“Everything I want is here now.”
“Like your family and friends?”
“And you, Ethan. I want you. I want us.”
“I want that, too, Bri.” He pulled the covers over them, ready for them to drift off to sleep. He was doing well, ignoring her soft, warm curves pressed against him in all of the right places, until she started kissing his neck. He was willing to give her a lifetime to stop.