I sit and relish the heat of her pressed to my lap. My hands skim under her shirt and up her back… her skin feels silky soft. I curve my fingers to allow my short nails to drag along her skin.
A moan escapes the sexy reaper as she arches her back and thrusts her full breasts toward me. Needing no more encouragement, I snuggle my face into the vee of her shirt, kissing every inch of exposed skin I can reach.
“More…” she whispers, tugging her shirt off to reveal a plain tan bra. “Not exactly sexy, but…” Uncertainty clouds her eyes for a moment and I rush to reassure her.
“You’re sexy no matter what you’re wearing. How can you not see that?” To emphasize my point I release the bra clasp in the back and slide the fabric off. In a flash I pick her up and switch our positions, pinning her to the bed and cupping her breasts. I settle my hips against her mound, pressing my arousal to her heat while I thumb her rock hard nipples.
Her jean-clad hips rise off the bed and grind the seam of my zipper into my erection. “It’s times like this I see the benefit of wearing a skirt.”
Without speaking I stand and wrench my jeans off as fast as I can. I step out of them wearing only my boxers, my blatant eagerness poking out the top band. She sucks in a breath while staring at my crotch. “Now that’s what I’m talking about.”
I reach for her waistband and she smiles, straightening her legs to help me remove her pants. After a zip and a few tugs she lies before me in only her skull-covered bikini underwear. I run one hand over the soft cotton, eager to get to the heat they hide.
At my smile she says, “They were a gift from Vella… my best friend.”
“They’re cute.”
She groans. “Cute? Did you just call me cute? Isn’t that like the kiss of death when it comes to passion?”
Desire languidly pours through my limbs, enticing every fiber and nerve ending it touches. I need a light-hearted entanglement after the hell my life has been the past two years. I’d tell her she was more than cute, that she’s perfect, if I thought she’d believe me. I settle for simple actions to express my feelings. I grasp the material at each hip and slowly pull it down her thighs. “Not a passion killer for me. I like cute.”
I reach for her and she scoots away, further up the bed. I kneel on the mattress and crawl toward her, happy with wherever this delicious woman wants me. I circle one warm ankle and trail my touch up her calf. “You’ve got an incredible body.”
“Me?” she squeaks. “You’re just saying that because you’re about to…”
“Have sex with you all night?” I shake my head. “That may be true, but that’s not why I said it.” I clasp her thighs and pry them apart, lowering my chest between her legs. “You’re a woman, with a woman’s curves. If I wanted a damn skinny teeny-bopper something would be wrong with me.” I lean down and plant a kiss on her rounded stomach. “And there’s nothing wrong with me.”
Lisa digs her heels into my back. “Uh-uh, mister. Get up here.”
I continue with my downward trek, brushing my fingers across the soft curls of her mound. “You mean down, don’t you?”
She nudges me with her heels again. “Nope. I meant what I said. It’s your turn. You already set me up in the storage room.”
I open my mouth and bite near her belly button, drawing a stinging hiss of pleasure from her lips. “Darlin’, I plan to do a lot more than that to you tonight.”
She grabs my shoulders. “Asa! Listen to me. I don’t doubt we’ll have fun all night. But dammit, I want you in me right now. You have no idea how long it’s been. Let’s just say it’s been a long time and I don’t want to wait anymore.” There’s a playful challenge in her eye. “Are you telling me no?”
She’s incredible. I think I’ve met my match.
“No, ma’am,” I say, while rising to meet my lover’s demands.
Her talented toes latch onto my underwear and she scoots the fabric down my hips while I laugh in surprise. “That’s an interesting talent you’ve got there.”
She grabs my hips and pulls me close, nestling me up against her wet entrance. “You have no idea.”
One hot hand wraps my length, guiding me exactly where I need to go. Gratitude washes through me at her readiness. Is there anything sexier than a partner who wants you as much as you want them? I stare into her blue eyes as I thrust forward slowly, unsure how fast she’ll want me to take her and unwilling to hurt her tender flesh in my haste.
“Oh… yes… that’s it,” she whispers before leaning in to kiss my neck. Delicate teeth nip the taut skin, causing my hips to jerk in surprise. “You like it when I bite, do you?”