"Oh, Gideon."
The need in her quivery voice urged him on. “Put your leg over my shoulder, baby."
She was unsteady but eager as she did as Gideon instructed. The position put the apex of her thighs directly into his face. It was a major turn-on. She looked a little bit awkward and wobbly in her pumps. Gideon grasped her hips and pulled her to him. He kissed her clit then growled, “I want your juice on my tongue before you leave. I want it there forever.” Gideon spread her open with his thumbs and exposed her. He leaned in and licked her slit, then his tongue moved inside her body, and his hands clasped onto her bottom bringing her closer. Gideon was swept away on a sea of desire as emotions rocked his body and tore at his heart and soul. He delved deeper, his cock throbbing as he felt her inner muscles clench around him. Lori raked her fingers through his hair and clutched onto him. She moaned as he flicked his tongue over and around her clit, time after time, until her thighs started to quiver and her body began to spasm out of control. Without warning, Lori shuddered and screamed as she came into Gideon's hungry mouth.
She all but slumped over him, and he relished the feel of soft curves, totally replete, leaning on him for support. She was vulnera
ble and trusting, and it pulled at him. He gently kissed her swollen nub one more time, then pushed her away just enough so he could stand. He was careful to keep a hold on her as he stared at her quick breathing and heavy-lidded eyes. Christ, he wanted to have this with her every morning. To see her smile in just such a way, just for him. It would be more than enough to make him a happy man.
"God, you do fight dirty."
The words were so unexpected and Gideon laughed. “I did warn you."
Her lips tilted up and his stomach jumped. What was she thinking? He still couldn't see into her thoughts; the brick wall she'd erected was firmly in place. He didn't have to wait long to find out what had put the twinkle in her eye though.
"Yes, Gideon, you did warn me, but two can play at that game.” She tugged her dress back down and lowered herself to the floor. God, he'd never survive it.
"Uh, didn't you say your sister would be here soon?” Maybe she'd get lost on the way. It was a wishful thought, but he sure as hell didn't want anyone interrupting what she was about to do.
"Yes, but it didn't stop you, did it? You did what you wanted anyway. Now, it's my turn. I want your taste. I want it on my tongue, and I want it there forever, Gideon."
"Christ,” he groaned. He loved the way this woman's mind worked. With her silky mass of tangled honey hair drifting down her back and those big green eyes smiling up at him, Gideon knew the truth. He was in love with her. He'd never in his life felt the emotion, but he was no fool.
She looked at him with a sexy wink then started to divest him of his pajama bottoms. He helped her push them down his hips until they pooled at his feet. He was about to step out of them, but she delved in before he had the chance. The first tentative touch of her lips to the bulbous tip had Gideon realizing she was a novice. She wasn't sure what she was doing, and some primitive part of him loved her inexperience. He put his hands on her head and directed her onto his waiting shaft.
"Just relax, love. Close your eyes and feel me with your tongue, your soft lips, and that sexy mouth of yours.” At first, she seemed to freeze up, but then she let her eyes close, and Gideon felt a soft sigh drift over his cock. With one hand, Lori guided him inside the wet heat of her mouth, then farther until he was practically down her throat. She licked and teased. The little movements of her tongue and lips drove him mad. He tried once more to slip inside her head, and this time he found her open, probably because she was too wrapped up in what she was doing to bother keeping up the wall. Her emotions slammed into his mind strong and true, not fleeting as she'd pretended. She cared for him. He wanted to shout to the heavens, but her thoughts as she marveled over the intensity of having his cock inside her mouth fried his circuits. She liked his taste, his scent; she enjoyed making him crazy in this way. It made him nuts knowing she was taking delight in what she was doing to him.
Silent as a cat, Gideon pulled back out of her head and watched her. Lori was on her knees, her shyness all but a distant memory. She was beginning to find a rhythm, pulling his rigid length all the way out, placing a gentle kiss or a small lick to the tip, then sucking him in again. She was in no hurry to finish, as if she had all day to kneel in front of him and lick at her leisure. Damn he wished she could, but her sister would be there soon, and it was either finish or they'd be rudely interrupted. As she cupped his balls in her other hand and squeezed, every thought fled as his mind turned to Lori and her talented mouth and fingers.
"Christ, Lori,” he growled as he grabbed up fistfuls of her hair.
"Yeah, I know the feeling,” she whispered and then her movements turned rapid, as she became more excited to please him, to taste his come. She wanted him to lose control. She sucked and licked, and suddenly he was there, flying over some unseen edge and groaning her name in feral ecstasy.
Long seconds passed, and Gideon realized Lori was still on her knees, only now she was staring up at him with her heart in her eyes. She was more beautiful than ever. He wanted it to last forever.
The doorbell rang.
Lori's eyes grew big, and her mouth dropped open. He helped her up, and she frantically went about righting her dress and fixing her hair while he righted himself. The bell rang again, and she all but jumped. When she started to sprint from the room, Gideon had to grab her from behind to stop her. “Where do you think you're going?"
"That's my sister! What if she can tell what we've been doing?” Her face turned crimson and as if by magic her shyness was back full-force.
Gideon wanted to laugh. She was so mussed only a blind man would be oblivious to what they'd been doing. “Love, what we just did wasn't shameful. It was perfect and right, and nothing is going to change that."
She wrung her fingers together in worry.
He sighed. There was no reasoning with her as long as her sister stood on the other side of his front door. He took her by the hand, linking their fingers. “Come on. Let's go greet your sister."
She stopped him. “I hadn't meant for you to have to deal with all this,” she said. “I'm so sorry. Really, it wasn't supposed to happen this way."
He frowned at her words. “What wasn't supposed to happen?"
Lori wouldn't quite meet his gaze. “I know you would've liked this to be uncomplicated, and meeting my sister is about as complicated as it gets."
Ah, now he was getting the gist of it. “Have I given you the impression that I think of you as a good fuck?” His eyes narrowed on her. “Is that all I was to you?"
Her lips thinned in anger. “I wouldn't have put it in such a crude way.” She tried to pry her fingers out of his, but he wouldn't allow her to pull away from him.
He leaned down until they were nose to nose and he whispered, “You're way more to me than a good time.” Then the doorbell rang again and Lori jumped. Gideon sighed.