Matched For Love(39)

As soon as the door closed, Deek took right over and pressed her back against the wood. He hadn’t had sex in a while either, so he probably wanted it as hard and quick as she did.

He laid his mouth on hers and kissed her until she didn’t have a working brain cell left as he quickly tugged down her zipper. When her dress pooled at her feet, she stepped out of it and then stopped kissing him just long enough to lift his T-shirt over his head. There was enough moonlight to cast sexy shadows on all the hard planes of his sculptured chest. The man must work out every day. Her fingers traced along each bump of his six-pack abs as she continued their kiss.

He opened the clasp on her pushup bra, removing it in record time, in their race to get each other naked. When she reached for the zipper on his jeans, his hand covered hers. He lifted his mouth just enough to whisper, “Not yet. It’s all about you first.” His large hands cupped both her bared breasts and gave a gentle squeeze. “Besides, I want to take my time exploring. I just love your body, Lori.”

His mouth joined in with his hands pleasuring her chest and making her knees grow weak, so she held on to his broad shoulders, closed her eyes, and enjoyed. Lost herself in the sensations pulsing through her body with each stroke of his tongue across her needy breasts. Her head dropped back against the door with a thunk as she let herself drown in the sweet pleasure he gave her.

Her hands explored all the hard ridges on his upper back and shoulders while he slowly slipped her panties aside and slid a fingertip right where she ached most for him to touch.

He whispered, “Just let go, Lori.”

She shook her head. She wanted to wait for him to join her. “I can—”

Then he plunged two fingers inside her, slowly stroking her until she considered changing her mind about waiting for him. “Maybe I—” Her back arched, and she moaned as a wave of pent-up need overcame her, made her body throb around his fingers, matching his rhythm with her hips as he moved in and out of her in long steady strokes. His thumb still teasing her, circling and pressing at the same time drove her insane with need. It was like no experience her battery-operated lover had ever given her. Like no experience any man had ever given her, and it pushed her straight to the edge. She had no choice; she couldn’t wait. “Deek, I—” Before she could finish her sentence, the dam filled with years of unbridled lust broke, and she came so hard, and with such breath-stealing relief she hadn’t had in so long, it made her want to weep with joy.

She laid her head on his shoulder while she caught her breath. “Thank you for the research, Deek. So far, it’s spot-on.”

“Your sexy moans were worth it alone. But there’s so much more I want to show you.” He kissed her again while maneuvering her toward the bed. She couldn’t wait for round two. Or maybe ten, if he was up for it. She certainly was.

When they got to the edge of the bed, he sat down and drew her between his legs, and then he slipped her panties lower. “Let’s get these out of the way, but if you don’t mind, I’d like you to keep the heels. You look incredibly sexy in just them.” He leaned back on his hands and studied her with a hungry smile on his face. “And now that we got the first orgasm out of the way, I want to look at you.”

Good thing it was just dark enough that Deek wouldn’t see all her flaws, or she’d never be brave enough to stand before a man in only a pair of heels. No amount of exercise could erase all the effects of once being pregnant. “I was just thinking that I’d like to see you in nothing but your glasses. Show’s over, buddy. Your turn to get naked.”

“Pushy in the bedroom. I like that.” Deek smiled and slipped his hands around her bottom, pulling her closer. Then he reached down and unzipped his jeans to give himself more room. He’d been practically busting out of them. “Maybe I should explore with my mouth instead of my eyes for a bit.”

She nearly whimpered. She already knew what his fingers could do; she couldn’t wait to see what he had in store for her next. He reached up and kneaded her breasts again, moaning when her nipples grew hard under his expert caresses. Then he grabbed her butt and drew her body against his mouth. “It’s all about pressure and angles. And sensitizing the nerves.” His mouth was moving lower, toward her already throbbing center as he crossed her not-as-flat-as-it-used-to-be belly, slowly laying soft kisses on her skin, tracing circles with his tongue, and building huge anticipation for when he found his target.

He parted her with his fingers, ran circles around her sensitive skin before his tongue joined the party, sending a jolt of sensations through her body again. Between the patterns his fingers made, and the sweep of his tongue, she didn’t know if she could stand any more stimulation. “Deek. I need—” She fisted her fingers in his thick hair and pulled him closer. She didn’t know if she wanted him to stop, or if she’d kill him if he did.