His hands moved again, now seeking bare skin, slipping up beneath her loose T-shirt, between her breasts, and right to her throat where he curved his fingers around her, gently yet possessively, sucking on her throat. His other hand explored beneath her shorts and into her panties, fingertips brushing over the patch of curls there. Her clit quivered and her skin heated everywhere.
“You’re so sensitive.” He kissed her temple. “I love how you respond when I touch you.”
She wasn’t sure how to reply to that. Was it a compliment? Or was she embarrassing herself by being so turned on so easily? No, this was incredible. Her very bones were dissolving with lust.
Yep. Mind definitely lost.
His hands moved again, molding the soft flesh of her breast, dipping lower to brush over her labia. Her inner muscles pulled up tight. “Beck.”
“Right here, sweetheart.”
She felt the rumble of a groan in his chest as he stroked her. He squeezed one breast, then caught her nipple between his thumb and the side of his forefinger to pinch it, tugging a cord of sensation from nipple to pussy.
“I can feel that between my legs,” she moaned.
“Here?” He cupped her pussy.
“Yes.”
He squeezed her nipple again, then shifted to the other breast.
“Beck. I want to kiss you.”
He made a rough noise in his throat, then turned her. He dipped his knees to align their bodies and pressed his erection into her pussy, then captured her lips with his. She tasted the mints they’d both eaten on the way home and Beck’s unique, addicting taste. His tongue slid into her mouth, strong and sleek, exploring and tasting her thoroughly. They both made soft noises of need and pleasure as their kisses went on and on.
He curved one hand over her ass and pulled her up tighter against him while his other hand slid into her hair and twisted up in it. His controlling kisses seduced her into a quivery puddle of lust, his firm lips and tongue moving over hers. His strong body emanated heat and power and she was filled with an overwhelming feeling that she couldn’t get enough of him.
With a couple of steps he moved her backward to her bed, easing her onto it and coming down over her. His mouth slid over her cheek, her jaw, nipped at her earlobe, then sucked gently on the side of her neck. His ragged breathing echoed in her ears as he licked his way down her throat and kissed her wildly fluttering pulse. His nose rubbed along her upper chest above the neckline of her T-shirt.
“Want this off,” he muttered, pushing up onto his knees and reaching for the hem of the shirt. He yanked it off over her head, then paused to study her. “Goddamn,” he muttered thickly. “You’re so damn sexy. I want to sink my cock so deep inside you right now.”
She whimpered and curled her fingers into the puffy duvet.
“Let’s get you out of the rest of those clothes.”
Her bra disappeared, then her shorts and panties, leaving her lying naked in front of him as he ripped his own T-shirt over his head.
All the oxygen was sucked out of her lungs as she gazed at him while he unzipped his jeans. Sweet Jesus, he was ripped. She’d known last night he was built, but she hadn’t seen him naked. Tattoos curled around bulging biceps and crawled up over one shoulder. His pecs were firm, his abdomen ridged, and she followed the lines of defined obliques lower as he shoved his jeans down along with his underwear. Another soft cry choked her as she regarded his cock, magnificently thick and thrusting from a patch of dark, masculine hair.
He kicked off the jeans, gripped her waist, and easily lifted her higher on the bed. “There. Spread those beautiful thighs, sweetheart. Let me see if that pretty pussy is ready for me.”
Heat scalded her cheeks but she obeyed, parting her legs.
His hot, fascinated gaze stared at her so intimately, and then he reached out to run his fingers up through her slit. “Oh yeah. You’re ready.”
She bit her lip. She’d been ready since early this afternoon when she’d relived last night’s activity, touching herself to relieve that tormenting ache there.
But even though he’d said he wanted to sink his cock deep inside her, he moved over her and kissed her again. His mouth ate leisurely at hers, licking and sucking; then he slowly kissed his way down to her chest. This time he cupped both breasts, plumping them together, squeezing them, admiring them before he lowered his head to take one nipple in his mouth and suck.
“Damn, baby.” He licked the swollen tip. “You have amazing nipples.”
She swallowed dryly, dazed. “I do?”
“Fuck yeah.” He pulled the other one into his mouth and tugged on it. More streamers of pleasure coursed through her, converging at her core in a hot throb, filling her pussy with melting warmth. Her pelvis lifted instinctively.