“I’m going to try you on,” he said. Placing his hands on her inner thighs, he slid them apart, making room for him to step in between. “You know what I love about this counter?” He gave it a little pat. “How sturdy it is.”
Teagan bounced, giving a little test of her own, and Colin’s hand went right to her chest. His smile indicated that her decision to go yellow lace with no underwire received a resounding thumbs-up.
“Sturdy indeed.” She gave the counter a mischievous pat. “Seems like the perfect place for a taste of that cocktail you promised.”
“You in a shaken or stirred mood?” he asked.
“Do I have to decide right now?”
“Take your time,” he said, his mouth on the move, kissing her neck, her collarbone, then her lace, which—with a single tug—came undone. The scrap of fabric fell down her arms to the floor, baring her breasts. “No rush.”
Oh no, he wasn’t rushed at all. Teagan watched breathlessly as he pulled her into his mouth, paying extra attention to her nipple. First one breast, then the other. Back and forth he went, blowing lightly on her wet skin in between passes.
A small vibration nestled itself in the epicenter of the holy land, aftershocks spreading until she was certain Colin could hear her body shaking.
“Shaken,” she realized. “I want shaken.”
“The lady wants shaken,” he said, but didn’t give in to her want.
Nope, the ultimate tease took his time, made her wait, kissing his way down her stomach to the top of her southern lace, pulling it back with his teeth, letting it snap. And because Colin was never one to be rushed, he knelt, settling in for the long haul.
He trailed his lips down her right inner thigh, placing open-mouthed kisses as he went. On the return, he got closer and closer until,finally,he was right there, so close, that Teagan shifted her hips slightly, trying to line up his mouth with where she craved him most.
He gave her one, solitary, barely-there lick up the center of her lace, ripping a moan from her. Wrapping his fingers around her ankle, he lifted and placed it on the counter, leaving her thrillingly on display.
There was something incredibly empowering about being completely laid out for his viewing pleasure. And he took a few moments to appreciate the view before he went back to her pleasure, making his way down the other thigh and back up.
“Shaken,” she groaned. “I need shaken. Now.”
“Then lean back.”
Before she could prepare herself, he scooted her forward until she was teetering on the edge of the counter, bracing her bent leg against his shoulder.
His eyes met hers through his thick lashes and he smiled—with so much wicked promise her mouth went dry. “Shaken it is.”
This time it was more than a passing kiss; he took his time. Using his tongue, his lips, and even his teeth, he drove her higher and higher, until she was about to burst. And then he tugged the lace aside and—oh, sweet, sweet relief—she was there, launching into the sky like a rocket, exploding at the top and raining down little flickers of fire.
Colin held on, watching her as she came and guiding her as she floated back to earth. Her heart was pounding and her vision was a little fuzzy, but when she opened her eyes, he was right there, kissing her softly as her breathing returned to normal.
“Six minutes,” she said. “That must be a record.”
“Honey, if you’re counting the time, I’m doing this wrong.”
“You’re doing it perfect. I just want to make it to the shakenandstirred parts.” She shimmied off the counter and, slipping her fingers under the lace waist of her thong, gave it a little push past her hips. With a little wiggle it hit the floor.
Gripping his belt loops, she tugged him forward until her back was up against the door. With a flick of her wrist, his pants joined the pile. “I think we painted the counters. Now onto the door.”
“I love decorating with you.”
Teagan’s heart flipped at the four-letter word; then she quickly squashed the feeling. “Just think, we have three thousand square feet to decorate.”
“Thirty-one hundred,” he corrected.
“Then you’d better get a move on.” He lost the rest of his clothes and was lifting her up until she was pressed between the door and him.
“You ready?”
“As long as I get to watch this time,” she said, surprised at her request. She’d never watched in her entire life, but right then, with this man, she wanted it as badly as she wanted him inside her.
