“It’s been just as long for me. If you don’t hurry, I might have to pounce on you.”
That made him chuckle, and some of his tension dissipated. Incredible how she always seemed to know how to calm him.
Slowly he pulled the thin silk sundress off her body. She shimmied to help him get it off. His nostrils flared when her black-trimmed pink lacy undergarments were revealed. With unsteady hands, he unhooked her bra and let the cups fall to either side. Her breasts rose and fell steadily, only because she was trying hard to modulate her breathing. He skimmed his hands along the plump curves, then along the side of her still small waist, triggering electric pleasure on her skin, and tugged her panties down.
Panting softly, she watched him, her body bared except for the bra straps hanging from her arms. He was still fully clothed, his navy suit exquisite on his lean frame. He spread her legs as widely as possible, his hands hot on her thighs. His gaze lingered between her legs, and she grew even wetter and hotter.
“Come to me,” she whispered, her arms stretched.
“Not yet.” He pressed his lips against her inner thighs. His breath fanned against the sensitive flesh.
A tremor went through her body. “Gavin…”
“All I have to do is look at you and kiss you, and you’re already so wet for me.”
She panted softly. His words deepened her need for the pleasure only he could give.
“I’m glad the doc said we could still do this. I’m going to make you come until you can’t remember your own name,” he vowed.
She quivered and spread her legs even wider for him.
* * *
Gavin couldn’t believe how slick she was. He didn’t even have to touch her there. He could feel it.
He nibbled along her trembling inner thighs. Her breathing hitched, then shuddered out.
A soft sigh here, another there.
How could she even think of leaving when she responded to him like this? What other man could love her the way he did?
She was glistening with need, her body tight and waiting. He blew gently on her clit. The moment he tongued it, Amandine made a soft wanton sound. Ah my lovely wife.
He pulled the small nub into his mouth. She tasted oh so delicious—salt and honey. Her hips jerked upward, desperate for more. He sucked on her clit strongly, using his tongue to strum it. He could feel the pleasure coiling in her, and knew she was close.
“Yes, yes. Just like that,” she panted.
When she was about to come, he lessened the suction and teased the opening of her hot little sex. She moaned. “More,” she begged.
He kept on teasing her, taking her to the brink of pleasure again and again with his tongue and mouth and hands until she was making animalistic sounds of need. His cock pulsed, throbbing with an insistent need to bury itself inside her.
No. No. Can’t do that.
He unbuckled his pants and freed his cock. It sprang out, its head wet. He pressed his face between her legs and pumped into his tight fist. Amandine flung her legs over his shoulders, and he savored the desperation with which her heels dug into his back.
He pulled back a little. “I want you to come for me. Fall apart for me.”
She lifted her head to look at him. Her eyes were dark with need. “Yes. Anything for you, Gavin.”
Her answer fueled him and he licked and sucked hard while thrusting into his fist. It didn’t take that long to push her over the edge. Her back arching off the bed, she screamed. She was stunning in her pleasure, her response unguarded, her taste sharper and deeper with the orgasm.
A hot climax rushed toward him. He thrust one final time and came. Pleasure seared all his nerve endings. He wouldn’t have noticed if the world burned down around them.
When his breathing became more even, he shed his clothes and joined her in bed, pulling her body close to his. Her eyelids drooped, her face flushed and soft with satisfaction. She put an arm around his chest and buried her head in the crook of his neck.
“That was unbelievable.”
“You good?” he asked.