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He propped himself on one elbow and let her play, knowing she needed this. Needed time to get used to his body and to adjust to the idea of him inside her.
When she finally worked up the nerve to slip her hands down over his ass and tug him up harder against her thigh, Tony figured she was ready for a little more. Which was good, because he was dying to get his hands on her.
He let them go where they would, never lingering long anywhere. Just getting her used to it, letting her adjust to the idea that he could touch her wherever he wanted. That she belonged to him, at least for tonight.
She felt even better than she looked, which was saying something. She was all contrasts—long, lean limbs from running or working out or whatever she did to stay in such great shape, but soft belly, soft breasts, soft between her thighs and along her neck and between her legs.
And wet, too. She might be nervous, but she wanted him.
He let his fingers drift along her inner thigh, trace the shape of her pussy, tease at her clit. Her hips rose off the bed.
“Tell me what you like,” he said. “That’s how we get good at this.”
Then he started exploring again, this time with his mouth.
He kissed her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. He licked her nipple, sucked it, bit it gently, and then, when that made her rock up against him, bit it hard. Her hand slapped down on his shoulder, a reprimand she didn’t mean, because her slickness arched up into his thigh, and afterward she relaxed a little more.
Good to know. Someday, Amber might like it rougher. A little biting, some spanking …
But not with him. He shut down that line of thought.
He worked over her breasts with his mouth, his hands. Her little muffled moans and sighs told him she was getting lost in sensation. Not a bad thing, but he was going to need her help to get her all the way there. He liked sex, he paid attention, but he wasn’t Houdini. He didn’t have any magic way of guessing what was going to get her past her stage fright.
When his hand slipped between her thighs, she parted them, and he stroked his fingers over her folds. So wet. Her body was ready—it was only her mind that hesitated. And no wonder. Jesus. Her first experiments with sex sounded like a fucking nightmare. He was glad she’d told him, but holy crap.
He put his mouth on her stomach, enjoying the way she wiggled and squirmed, not yet quite sure what to do with the need chasing its way through her. His fingertip found her clit with a glancing touch, and she rose off the bed, ready for more. “Tony,” she said.
He loved the way she said his name.
He slid one finger inside her, then swept it over her clit, a firmer touch this time. She’d liked this before, and she seemed to like it even more now, judging by the way her breathing shallowed out. He added another finger and moved his mouth lower. Lower.
Amber finally figured out where he was going. She sat up, fast.
“You can’t do that.”
Tony pressed his fingers into her and his thumb against her clit, and her eyes just about rolled back into her head.
“Why not?”
“It’s not— I’m not—” She tossed her hands up, a helpless little gesture that said, Rescue me.
“Amber.” Another quick pulse over her clit, and another low moan. “I’m putting my mouth on you now. I’m going to taste and lick and suck you, and I might even bite, and you’re gonna tell me what you like and what you don’t like so we can get you where you want to go.”
“But what about you?”
“What about me?”
“You don’t want to be … down there.”
He grinned. “I would hang out down here all fucking day if I could. I would move in down here. Buy a couch.”
She smiled, but the worry lines in her forehead didn’t go away.
“Lie down,” he said. “This is gonna be fun. I promise.”
She did what he said, but every muscle in her body told him she didn’t believe him, didn’t trust that this was a good idea.
So he took it slowly. He took it just as slowly as he could stand to take it, kissing and licking and nibbling and sucking, with slow thrusts of his fingers inside her. She didn’t talk, but he paid attention, and after a while she started to loosen up again. Her hands fisted in the sheets. Her eyes closed.
