Chapter Nine #3
She raised up just enough to unfasten her bra and he plucked it off her and tossed it to the floor. He then covered her breasts with his hands. He ran his thumbs over her erect nipples and then leaned his head down and captured one of them in his mouth.
As he licked and toyed with first one and then the other, she released a deep moan. There was no better sound than a woman’s moans when making love. The sound only made his passion burn hotter.
She tangled her fingers in his hair and then swept them down his back. He then ran a hand down the length of her body…down…down until he reached the waistband of her panties.
A small gasp escaped her as he swept his fingers back and forth. “Take them off,” she said breathlessly. “And take yours off.”
He took off his boxers first and then moved to take off her panties. She raised her hips to aid him, and then they were both completely naked.
Once again, he pulled her tight against him and kissed her. The kiss was wild and hungry as he ran his hand down the length of her small body once again. He tried to be as gentle as possible, recognizing that her ribs weren’t fully healed yet.
Their legs tangled together, and he loved the feel of her soft skin against his. “You are so beautiful,” he murmured.
“So are you,” she replied half breathlessly.
The foreplay went on until he could no longer stand it.
She gasped once again as his hand slowly slid down to the very center of her. He began to move his fingers against her moistness. Slowly at first and then faster and faster.
She writhed against him as she moaned his name. Her hips rose up to meet him, and he could feel the tension rising up inside her. Then she was there, and she clung to him as she trembled with her release.
After it was over, she reached down and took him in her hand as her eyes sparkled brightly. She moved her hand up and down the hard length of him, and he couldn’t help but hiss with pleasure.
In fact, it was a pleasure so great it threatened to completely undo him. After only a minute or two of her ministrations, he pushed her hand away, but instead of rolling on top of her, ever mindful of her ribs, he picked her up and placed her on top of him.
She straddled him and once again he was struck by her absolute beauty. The glow of the lantern played on her delicate features. She leaned forward and her hair fell down on either side of her face. The silky strands brushed against his chest, further intensifying the heat inside him.
Finally, when he was at a fever pitch, she slowly lowered herself onto him.
Sweet heat surrounded him as she held him tightly inside.
He grabbed her low on her hips to aid her as she began to move up and down.
Oh, he was in a sensual bliss that made him utterly senseless.
He moved his hips to meet her thrusts as they came faster and faster.
She moaned, and he answered it with a groan of his own. She then shuddered with another orgasm, and he found his own. He stiffened against her as wave after wave of intense pleasure swept through him.
They remained still for several long moments and then she rolled off onto the side of him. “That was the very best carnival ride to end the day with,” she said softly.
He couldn’t help but laugh. “You are a silly woman,” he replied. He turned his head to gaze at her and was unsurprised to find her smiling. “Actually, I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
“No, you were very gentle and utterly fantastic,” she replied as her eyes glowed with warmth.
“You weren’t so bad yourself.” He broke his gaze from her, a need to escape suddenly rising up inside him. “I think it’s time I head into my own room.”
“If you want, you could sleep here with me,” she replied. Her voice was soft once again, and he believed he heard a longing there.
He had already broken every rule he’d set for himself by making love with her. There was no way he would further his offenses with the intimacy of falling asleep with her in his arms.
“Thanks for the invite, but I’d rather sleep in my own bed.” He got out of the bed, aware of her intense gaze on him as he gathered his clothing from around the floor. When he had it all in hand, he smiled at her. “Since tomorrow is your day off, maybe we can do a little fishing together.”
“That sounds like fun,” she agreed.
“Then I’ll just say good night, and I’ll see you in the morning.”
It took him only a couple minutes in the bathroom to clean up and then he went into his room and got into bed. He heard her go into the bathroom and then back to her room,
The shanty was silent. The perfect time for self-recriminations, and he had plenty. Making love with Monique had been magical, but it was something he’d never wanted to do. Hell, he hadn’t even wanted to kiss her.
However, tonight he had been helpless to contain his emotions. The weeks of desire he’d felt toward her had peaked and exploded to the point where he could do nothing other than make love with her.
He’d promised himself he would never care about a woman again, but his feelings for Monique were growing complex, confusing and more than a little bit frightening. Somehow, someway, he needed to shut them down.