“And much as I like this bikini…” He gave a devilish grin. “It’s gotta go.” He tugged the tie at the base of her neck. The material loosened around her breasts and then fell away.
“Ah, fuck,” he muttered, his gaze dipping to her pert breasts. Her nipples were darker since giving birth and she’d always been conscious of it.
“You’re so sweet.” He cupped her right breast, his thumb stroking over her nipple, then caught her mouth in a gentle kiss. She sighed. His warm hand on her sent a new wave of desire through her belly. He switched to the other breasts, stroking that nipple too. Pressing closer, she looped her arms around his neck. The kiss deepened, and she became lost in the taste of him, the feel of flesh on flesh.
“We need a bed,” he murmured, hoisting her upward so that her legs wrapped around his waist. He held her ass as he strode to the bedroom, barely breaking the kiss. Then they were lying on the bed, him on top of her, his weight held on his elbows. His hard cock pressed against her thigh, solid and big, and the feel of it sent a thrill through her, as well as another gush of apprehension.
“Relax,” he murmured, kissing over her cheek. “We’ve got all day.”
Chapter Thirteen
“I know we do.” Tammy stroked over his damp hair, found his shades, and removed them, setting them aside. “Hours until school pick-up time.”
“Hours and hours for me to remind you all the different ways to find pleasure.” He headed lower, to her breasts, and took her right nipple into his mouth.
“Oh…” she managed to say. He was gentle, caressing, his stubble just brushing her flesh. He was right, he could remind her about pleasure. She arched her back and curled her toes, pressing closer to him.
He cupped her opposite breast and gently massaged. His big hands were tender and adoring as he tugged her hard nipple into his mouth. Dampness grew between her legs. She pressed them together, and a tremble went through her pussy. Then he switched breasts, kissing over her sternum as he did so. She was lost to him. The sensation of being treasured instead of roughly used was intoxicating.
And then he sent his hand lower, dipping into her waist and to the flare of her hips. He tipped onto his side so he was next to her and caught her mouth in a luscious kiss.
Clinging to his wide biceps, she dragged in a deep breath as he stroked over the material of her bikini bottoms, tracing the line of her pussy lips.
“You okay if I take these off?” he murmured.
“Yes,” she whispered.
He eased them downward, then over her thighs. She wriggled and kicked them away.
“You know I’ve got you completely naked, right?” He grinned.
“I had noticed.” Her cheeks were flushed, her heart rate romping along.
“So now the fun can begin.” He traced over her pubic hair. “Open up for me.”
She did, and he kissed her as he delved between her pussy lips. He stroked over her clit and then found her entrance.
Clinging to his shoulder, she tensed as he eased one big finger into her.
“Hey, relax,” he said.
“I’m … I’m trying.”
“You want me to stop?”
“No. No, don’t stop. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t you dare say sorry. You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever touched.” He stroked her insides, encouraging her arousal to spread.
“It feels good, honestly,” she whispered against his lips. “Give me more.”
Carefully, he added another finger, stretching her tender flesh, then set the heel of his hand over her clit. “Close your eyes. Just feel,” he murmured, his lips moving against her cheek.
She did as he’d instructed. Melting into a dark world ruled by her senses.
He applied steady pressure to her clit in small rocking movements.
“Oh!” She gasped and drew up her knees, her heels scraping on the bed sheet.