The Only One for Me(30)
He grabbed two dessert plates and forks. They took their cake and wine over to the kitchen table.
Corra took a bite of the cake and closed her eyes. When she licked the remaining icing from her lips, he wanted to reach over and help her out.
“Umm, this is so good, and moist.” Then she took a sip of wine.
Chris did the same.
After a few minutes of talking and eating, he noticed chocolate on Corra’s lip.
He leaned closer to her. “You’ve got something right there,” he said, before licking the speck of chocolate from her bottom lip.
Corra smiled. “Did you really just do that? That was a movie move if I’ve ever seen one.”
“Not original enough for ya, huh?”
She laughed. “Not quite. Why don’t you try something like this.” Corra leaned over and grabbed him by the collar. “Let’s see what your cake tastes like.”
The moment her mouth met his, warmth flooded his body and the desire to take her became an overpowering need. He wanted her closer. While the taste of chocolate and wine lingered on her tongue, he also detected a longing as urgent as his own. She wanted him.
Corra was pulled into Chris’s lap after he opened his legs and turned his chair around. The foreplay they had been engaged in for the last couple of weeks had been enough for her. Chris moaned as they parted lips long enough for her to catch her breath and him to brand her neck with his hot moist lips.
She bit down on her bottom lip as a loud moan escaped. Her heartbeat raced like she was running the Kentucky Oaks herself. Chris worked his way back up to her lips and captured her mouth. She wrapped an arm around his neck as his hand began to caress different parts of her body.
Her body craved this man. A shiver of pleasure ran down her spine when he cupped her breast in his hand. Her eyes fluttered behind their lids and light-headedness took over. Before she passed out, she broke the hold Chris had on her mouth and threw her head back. She needed air.
“Oh, God. You don’t know how long it’s been since a man held me in his arms like this,” she said.
Corra looked into Chris’s eyes and could see what was on his mind. It was on her mind too. No kids. A nice quiet house all to themselves. Did she dare?
Hell yes!
She picked up her glass of wine and stood up. Her eyes locked on his.
A slow smile formed on Chris’s lips. He stood, grabbed his wine and took her hand. “Follow me.”
She followed him upstairs to the master bedroom where neither of them could wait to get out of their clothes. Chris set the glasses on his dresser. He unbuttoned his shirt while she pulled her top over her head.
Any body image issues Corra may have had before tonight were completely forgotten. She stripped before Chris and her excitement grew as he did the same. Once they were completely naked, standing before each other in their birthday suits, Chris closed the distance between them and engulfed Corra in his arms. His rock-hard body was still that of a football player. His firm arms held her against him while the effects of his erection pressed against her stomach.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and walked backward with him until they were against the bed. As he showered her with kisses he lowered her onto the bed. Corra couldn’t believe what was happening, yet she was present and fully aware of it. Her mind was saying “wait a minute,” but her body wasn’t waiting for anything.
Chris rolled over onto his back and Corra wasted no time straddling him. They stopped kissing long enough for him to make a request.
“Spend the night with me?” he asked, between pants.
She hesitated, then shook her head. “I can’t.”
“Why not? Rollin and Tayler will keep the kids. Tonight is our night. I want you with me all night.”
Corra lowered her forehead to Chris’s chest. Only God knew how much she wanted this man. He raked his hands through her hair, pulling it back as it fell on his stomach.
“I’ve waited a long time for you. And I want to take my time, and love you right.”
She sat up and looked down into his beautiful face. He was always well groomed and his olive complexion glistened with perspiration. But, it was the little freckles around his nose and cheeks that turned her on tonight. From her vantage point he was the irresistible, sexy and cocky football player she used to dream about.
With one arm he reached over for the phone on the nightstand, without moving her. He handed her the phone. “Call Rollin. Tell him I’ll bring you back in the morning.”
She took the phone. “I’ll call Tayler.”
After the phone call, Chris pulled Corra down until they were chest to chest. He wrapped his arms around her and cupped her derriere in both hands, repositioning her right where he wanted her to be. She was his tonight.