Kyla had other plans, however. Sitting up, she pushed him over onto his back and straddled him, her eyes blazing, the heat from her core warming his pulsing arousal - as if it needed more warmth. Leaning forward, she kissed him, and then she lowered her head and trailed kisses down his chest and over his stomach.
"I've always thought this small patch of hair is so sexy on a man," Kyla said as she kissed his lower stomach, causing it to quiver with her tenderly attentive touch.
He couldn't speak as her lips gave butterfly kisses all down his throbbing staff. When her wonderful fingers gripped him and squeezed, he groaned heavily, his head turning to and fro as he gripped the bedsheets to keep him from grabbing her and flipping her over.
Her tongue circled the head of his arousal before her lips covered him and she sucked him into the hot recesses of her mouth. He felt himself losing control as she explored him, savored him, and pleasured him beyond his wildest dreams.
"No more," he managed to say, just barely. He reached for her and pulled her up his body, keeping her lying on top of him, until they were lined up perfectly for him to thrust upward and join their bodies together.
Wrapping his hands in her hair, he brought her face to his and captured her lips, driving his tongue into her mouth the same way he was about to drive his manhood inside her core.
She squirmed on top of him, her body quivering with her own need, and he guided her thighs further apart with his knees. He reached down to her backside and drew her close so he could rub his arousal on the outside of her heat.
Pushing her upward so she was now in a sitting position, with her legs straddling his body, he watched entranced as the candlelight flickered over her incredible beauty. After running his fingers down her back until he reached her hips, he lifted her up so she was hovering over his arousal, and then he paused.
"Don't close your eyes now," he said as they began to drift shut. "Don't shut me out of your desire. I want to watch you while you feel me slide inside you."
Pushing his h*ps up at the same time as he pulled her body into him, he felt a rumble of pleasure emerge from his chest and travel up his throat when their bodies finally connected, when her heat surrounded him and she pulsed around him.
"Ohhhh … ." She cried out, her eyes on fire, her body shaking.
Tanner couldn't look away as he thrust upward. Kyla quickly caught on and began following his lead in their primitive rhythm, but by no means taking a passive role. They picked up speed, her beautiful br**sts bouncing, her skin gleaming.
Trying not to lose control, because he was afraid he might hurt her, Tanner did his damnedest to slow down, but she reached for his shoulders and moaned her disapproval, and then pushed down hard on him.
And he did lose it.
Gripping her h*ps tightly, he let go and thrust hard in and out of her beautiful heat. Their breathing was manic and their movements grew faster and faster, and then she tensed, and her core gripped him, and gripped him so tight. Her cry of joy and release rent the air. One more deep thrust into her body, and his cry joined hers as he spilled his seed deep inside her.
It was several moments before their breathing slowed and she fell against him, her br**sts soft and warm against his chest. He started kneading her back, his hands cupping her bottom and then going back up to her shoulders and back down again. She sighed against his neck, her hot breath making his body begin to stir once more while they were still joined together.
"I could make love to you all night and day," he said. She was so amazing. This was all so amazing.
She murmured something against his chest and he stopped kneading so he could raise her head.
"What did you say, Kyla?"
"I said, 'I'm game if you are,'" she told him with a shy smile.
That was all it took to waken him right back up. Keeping their bodies still fused, Tanner somehow flipped her over onto her back without letting their bodies disconnect, and after kissing her properly, he did his best to make love until the morning light.
They fell asleep when the candles burned out and they were both too exhausted to go on for a single minute more.
Chapter Nineteen
Kyla woke up, her limbs still entangled with Tanner's and she looked over at the clock. Crap! She was late. It was Tanner's day off from the mall, but not hers. Slowly climbing from the bed, she managed to free herself and rise without waking the man.
They'd made love twice in a row, then drifted off to sleep only to wake again and make more love. Her body was sore, but she could hardly call herself unpleased with the way she felt. When she felt a rush of heat drift over her, she broke out in a broad smile.
The power was back on. Hallelujah!
Grabbing her clothes, she threw them on and then made her way out to Tanner's living room and on to the front door. She cracked it open, praying no one was there to see her do her walk of shame.