Chapter 16 #2

She arched her back, hoping he’d get the message, but he kept up with his plan to drive her completely crazy.

Until he latched on to her left nipple, rolling it between his teeth and then sucking it into the heat of his mouth.

As if she’d been electrocuted, because this was how she’d imagined it to feel, she went perfectly still under him.

He used his tongue, his teeth and the gentle suction of his mouth to set her on fire with needs she hadn’t known she had before this, before him.

Then he moved to the other side and did it all over again, changing her forever one kiss at a time.

She spread her legs, looking for some relief from the throbbing heartbeat of desire between them.

Seeming to understand what she needed, he pressed the hard column of his erection against her there, making her see stars, especially when he sucked on her nipple at the same time. Her entire world was reduced to the two places where he touched her.

“Katie,” he whispered, his breath warm against her wet nipple. “We should stop before we can’t.”

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“Are you sure?”

She wasn’t sure of anything other than that stopping was not an option.

“I don’t want to mess this up,” he said. “I like you so much, and I love touching you and kissing you. I don’t want you to be sorry.”

“I’ve waited thirty-two years already. I won’t be sorry.”

“Do you promise?”

He looked so genuinely concerned that she reached up to caress his freshly shaven face. “I promise.”

“I’ll hold you to it.” He left her then, standing to remove first his shirt, revealing a tan, muscular chest covered in golden-blond hair, and then his shorts.

As he undressed, he never took his eyes off her, eating her up with his gaze.

Still wearing a pair of well-tented boxer shorts, he reached for her dress, which was bunched under her. “Lift up.”

When she did as he asked, he swept it away, leaving her wearing only the black panties that matched her bra.

He shocked the hell out of her when he dropped to his knees by the bed and pulled her toward him, easing her legs apart with his hands on her inner thighs.

Katie stared up at the ceiling, concentrating on drawing air into her lungs while she waited to see what he would do next.

“I want to kiss you here.” He nuzzled her core, leaving no doubt about where he wanted to kiss her.

A wave of heat flashed through her at the thought of what it might feel like to be kissed there. God, she was so far out of her comfort zone it wasn’t even funny.

“Katie? Is that too much?”

“No,” she said, squirming on the bed. “I want…”

“Say it.” His lips were warm and soft and insanely erotic against her inner thigh.

“Everything.”

He let out a low groan as he continued to kiss her thigh. And then he was tugging at her panties and removing them, leaving her bare before him.

Katie resisted the overpowering urge to cover herself, to turn away from him, to escape before she did something that couldn’t be undone.

“Katie.”

The single word cut through her panic, forcing her to look at him. His gaze was intently focused on her face, gauging her reaction.

“Do you want to stop?” As he said the words, he ran his hands over her legs, leaving goose bumps behind.

“No, don’t stop.” If she knew anything for certain right then, it was that if she stopped him now, she might never work up the courage to try again.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes… Yes, I’m sure.”

“Close your eyes,” he said. “Are they closed?”

She nodded.

“Now breathe.”

Katie forced air into her lungs in an effort to relax.

“That’s it. Do it again.”

She kept her eyes closed and focused on breathing while he continued to kiss and caress her legs.

“Ready for more?”

“Uh-huh.” She’d read her share of romance novels and knew what he intended to do. However, reading about it and experiencing it firsthand were two very different things.

He used his fingers to open her to his tongue, and Katie gasped from the charge of heat that ripped through her body at the first touch of his tongue against her most sensitive flesh. She curled her fingers around the comforter and bit her lip to keep from crying out.

The hotel was old, and the walls were thin. No sense broadcasting to the family members nearby that Katie Lawry was finally getting lucky. And, oh, how lucky she felt to be in bed with a man like Shane, who was handsome, sexy and sensitive.

She was just becoming accustomed—or as accustomed as one ever gets—to the feel of his tongue when he slid two fingers into her and changed the game completely. He touched something inside her that triggered a tsunami of new feelings that she hadn’t begun to process before there were even more.

He gave her no choice but to let go and give in to the release that seemed to build upon itself like a wave crashing toward the shore.

Her entire body heated as if she had a fever until the need became nearly unbearable, bursting forth in a blast of pleasure unlike anything she’d ever experienced.

It left her panting, sweating and gasping.

“Damn, that was amazing,” Shane said as he kissed his way to her belly while keeping his fingers buried deep inside her.

Aftershocks rippled through her body, making her tingle from the soles of her feet to her scalp and everywhere in between.

“Are you okay?”

“Mmm, yeah, very okay.”

His smile lit up his face and made him seem lighter somehow, less burdened.

She brushed the hair back from his forehead. “I’m making this all about me, when it’s a rather big deal for you to be doing this, too.”

His brows furrowed ever so slightly at the reminder that he was having sex for the first time since his divorce.

Katie immediately regretted the statement. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to dredge up the past.”

He looked up at her, the furrow gone as fast as it appeared. “You didn’t. It’s a big deal for both of us. No sense pretending otherwise.”

“You want to know what I think?”

“Absolutely.”

Katie smiled at his firm reply. “I think we ought to get the first time over with and out of the way so it stops being such a big deal.”

“Is that what you think?” His smile was a thing of beauty and made her realize how solemn his countenance usually was.

Nodding, she said, “What do you think?”

“I agree wholeheartedly.” As he said the words, however, he began to withdraw from her.

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