It had been the message that had stalled his return. He thought of telling her the news tonight but worried that once she learned of it, she would not be so eager to make love with him. He had decided to wait and tell her the news tomorrow.
He eased into bed wrapping himself around her, his hand cupping her breast to gently squeeze it. He ran his thumb over the nipple and licked his lips eager to take the hardening bud into his mouth.
She turned as he knew she would. She always responded to his touch, no matter in bed, before the hearth, on the table. He grinned at how adventurous she was and planned on enjoying many more adventurous couplings with her.
He took her hard nipple in his mouth and teased it with the tip of his tongue while his hand roamed down along her body relishing the feel of her velvet soft skin. He loved touching her, every inch of her. The exquisite feel of her not only aroused him but brought him a strange comfort. He wasn’t sure what it was or perhaps he did not want to admit it, but it was as if he was home when he was with her… a safe haven.
His fingers inched their way between her legs itching to dip inside her and bring her body to life. He sighed when he felt her moistness. It was as if she remained forever ready for him, only him. While his fingers played inside her, his thumb searched out the small nub that he would tease awake.
She might not be able to make a sound but the way her body responded to him spoke louder than words ever could. Her body possessed a magical rhythm that enticed and enthralled and that responded only to his touch. But then it seemed the same for him. His body responded to her exploring hands and tongue like no other and he wanted no other but her.
A dark thought intruded and he pushed it away. Tomorrow was time enough to tell her.
Her eyes fluttered open and her body stretched awake moving to the gentle rhythm he had set.
She smiled, tapped his chest, waved her hand around the room, nodded and crossed her heart.
“I am pleased to know that you had no doubt that I would keep my promise and return to you tonight.”
Her smile grew as she slipped her hand down between them to grasp hold of him and rub the tip of him against her.
“You’re a hungry one,” he teased.
She patted his chest.
The loving passion in her eyes spoke more than her gesture.
“Only for me.” His hand slipped out of her and pushed her hand off him replacing it with his own and rubbing himself against her moist entrance. “I can’t wait. I want you now.” He kissed her hungrily. “Then again.” He kissed her as if starving. “Again and again and again.”
He turned her on her back and as soon as he climbed over her he thrust into her and she bucked beneath him taking him even deeper into her.
He gasped. “Damn it, woman, you’ll make me come fast if you keep that up.”
Wickedness rose in Dawn and this time she paid it no heed. She loved being able to bring him to climax. It made her own climax that much stronger. And so she set a rapid rhythm, squeezing him tight and forcing a groan to erupt from his lips.
“You witch,” he whispered before he claimed her mouth in a demanding kiss that she responded to with even a greater demand.
Cree finally pulled back and braced his hands on either side of her head. “Hold on, I’m going to ride you hard and fast.”
She grabbed hold of his arms and wished she could scream out the immense pleasure each and every one of his deep thrusts brought her. She let him know the only way she could by tapping at his arm over and over and over… until.
She exploded in such a blinding climax that she locked her hands on his, threw her head back and bucked against him squeezing tight to relish every last tingle that rushed through her.
Cree felt as if he exploded over and over and over, he came so hard. It was so amazing that he didn’t want to pull out of her. He wanted to remain in her for the entire night.
And he almost did. It seemed as if neither could get enough of each other.
He loved when he bent her over the bed, grabbed her backside and drove into her until she tore at the blankets in a never-ending climax.
In between the bouts of love making they ate to fortify themselves and when Dawn pushed him back on the chair and straddled him, he welcomed her with a grin and nibbled at her nipples while she bounced up and down on him.