A smile tugged at his lips, but he didn’t say anything as he slipped his hands under her behind and set her atop the desk.
She raised her brows at him, but his gaze was riveted to her breasts.
Then he cupped them and lowered his head.
At the first flick of his tongue upon her nipple, she gasped. He didn’t stop that. Instead, he did it again and again. Then he sucked lightly upon it and heat pooled between her legs. When his fingers found her other breast, the sharp pleasure had her leaning back on her hands, but he followed, not letting up on the exquisite torture.
Need grew in her belly. She wanted the release she’d read about, and only he could do that. Despite her ragged breaths, she managed to speak. “I need you.”
Immediately, the silent torture stopped. Then his hands left her and she wanted to cry.
“Lie back.” His words were almost a growl.
She shivered at the passion in his own voice and quickly lay back on the desk.
He used his hands to spread her legs and stepped between them.
Her heart raced. She knew what was to come, yet not exactly what it would feel like. Her book described it as joyous, and her married friends shared secret smiles.
Slowly, he lifted the bottom half of her shift to expose her to his view.
She trembled, both excited and uncertain.
“Relax. You’ll enjoy it all the more if you let it come as it will.” Heleaned over and kissed her leisurely, but it didn’t relax her at all. In fact, it made her more anxious.
When he broke the kiss, she forced herself to let go of his neck and allow her head to rest upon the hard surface.
Then he lowered his mouth again, only this time, he sucked upon her other nipple.
She grabbed his head to her, hoping he wouldn’t stop.
He didn’t. But his hand didn’t go to her other breast. Instead, she felt it rifling through the hair on her mons. Instinctually, she tried to close her legs, but she couldn’t.
Tam spoke against her breast. “Trust me.”
She did, and loosened both her legs and her hold on his head, though she didn’t release it completely, afraid he’d stop.
He didn’t. Even as his mouth played upon her breast, his fingers continued their journey past her mons and to the very juncture of her femininity. They traveled through her folds and found her entrance, where she knew she was moist.
Tam let go of her breast, and she moaned out her disappointment.
“Ah, my Rosalind is most impatient.”
“I am. The need inside me is eating me.”
His nostrils flared. “No, I’m eating you.” As if to prove it, he bent his head to her breast and nibbled at her nipple.
She arched upward at the sensations, unable to remain still. That was when she felt his fingers brush over the apex of her sheath. The sensation was like nothing she’d ever felt before. It was like lightning shooting through her, but with need instead of light. She wasn’t sure if it made things worse or better when he did it again, and again.
He didn’t stop, filling her veins with need that had her pressing her pelvis closer to him, wanting even more, feeling there was more. Just when she didn’t think there could be more, he sucked hard upon her nipple and her body erupted.
She screamed as ecstasy threw her into another consciousness,lifting her to a higher plane of joy, filling her with pleasure and pure satisfaction. As she tumbled downward, the feelings slowing in their pulses, she became aware that Tam was kissing her. She wrapped her arms around him and held on, a sweet contentment filling her as she kissed him back in gratitude.
Eventually, he broke the kiss and stared down at her, his gaze in shadow. “Was it what you had hoped it would be?”
She cupped his face with her hand. “It was far more. Is that because it was you?”
His mouth formed a crooked smile. “I hope so.”
