He squeezed her ass. “I can’t feel anything but you.” His body hummed with the sensation of hers pressed tohis. Not close enough. Not nearly as good as having her skin sliding against his.
She dropped her legs the second he walked into his room. Her feet hit the floor, and she released him to start stripping off his shirt. He hadn’t even gone two steps past the threshold when she pulled the shirt over his head, and he managed to kick the door shut as her fingers tackled the button and fly on his jeans. He reached for her shirt, but stopped with it halfway up her torso when her hand slid over his rigid cock and she grasped him in her palm and squeezed.
“Fuck.” It felt so damn good to have her hand on him. It had been way too long since he’d been with Shelby, and his memories of that night they shared didn’t compare to the way she made him feel right now. She didn’t hold back. She went with instinct and whatever felt good to her.
He loved that so damn much, especially when he was the one benefiting from her desire to touch and taste him like her life depended on it.
He felt like it did, because if he didn’t get her naked and under him, he might explode from the passion rampaging through him.
“I love that you let me touch you.” She slid her hand down his length and cupped his balls as her lips pressed a trail of kisses from one shoulder, across his chest, to the other.
“Sweetheart, you have an all-access pass. Whatever you want, it’s yours.”
She leaned back and stared up at him. “I want you inside me.”
This woman was going to kill him with honesty.
“Your wish is my command.” He gently slid her handaway and missed her touch immediately, but it gave him the freedom he needed to pull off his work boots and the last of his clothes. She tore her shirt off over her head, unhooked her bra, and let it slide down her arms to fall on the floor. “My mouth is watering with just the thought of licking those pretty pink nipples.”
Shelby surprised him and cupped her breasts, caught those tight nipples between her fingers, and squeezed. “You want these?”
“I want all of you. Naked. Now.”
It took everything in him to stand there and watch her hands release those two perfect round breasts, slide down her belly, slip inside the waistband of her unflattering scrub pants, and push them down her gorgeous legs. His gaze locked onto her breasts pressed against her thighs as she took off her shoes and socks and stripped the pants off. She stood up wearing nothing but a pair of black cotton boy short panties that hugged her hips.
“You’re staring.” The soft smile on her lips told him she liked it.
He boldly grabbed his aching cock and gave it a pump up and down, a momentary relief.
Her eyes went wide but filled with even more desire for him.
“Just the sight of you makes me so damn hard.”
For a second she was quiet, her eyes locked on his hand wrapped around his hard length. Then she smoothed her hand over her hip and dipped her fingers inside those little shorts. She slipped her fingers deep between her thighs, and he imagined them sliding through her soft folds.
His dick jerked in his hand.
“I’m so wet,” she whispered.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He closed the short distance between them, pulled her hand free, and brought it to his mouth so he could suck her middle finger and taste her on his tongue once more. “I will never forget the way you taste.” He licked her other finger. “Did you lie in bed at night when I was gone and think about me and touch yourself?”
He saw the shyness return to her eyes, and though it was dark, he knew she blushed. He backed her up to the bed until she sat. He took the panties in his hands and tugged. She scooted back as he dragged them down her legs, and he whispered to her in the dark. “Tell me, sweetheart, that I wasn’t the only lonely one thinking of our night together and touching myself, wishing it was you making me come.”
She fell back on the bed, pulled her knees up and wide, and slid her hand over her mound, her fingers stroking her slick pink center. “I wanted your hands and mouth and body on mine.”
She was so damn perfect for him.
“There’s a condom in the drawer beside you.”
She rolled sideways to get it.
He slid onto the bed, caught her leg, and draped it over his shoulder as he pushed one finger into her wet center. He heard her hand slip from the drawer handle as she sighed and rocked against his hand. “That’s it, sweetheart.” He licked her clit with the flat of his tongue, and she moaned. “I missed you so damn much. My memory... Nothing is as good as this.” He slid another finger into her tight core and used his mouth to bring her to the brink.
“You taste like fucking heaven.”
Loving her this way aroused him to the point of nearly going over the edge. “Did you find that condom yet?” He thrust his fingers deep inside her and circled her clit with his tongue.
She moaned. “You make it hard to think straight.”