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He didn’t meet her gaze. Instead, he lingered over her bosoms, squeezing them, kneading them. “You are a feast, angel. For my eyes, my nose, my mouth, my hands.” He raised his gaze then, a teasing smile gracing his mouth. He inhaled and plucked a nipple. “I bet these taste as sweet as your lips. Sweeter even.”
Naomi gasped when he kissed one. First he licked it, and his tongue probing her sensitive nipple was a delicious sight. The tingles it sent through her heated her blood. But nothing compared to the exquisite sensation when he sucked it between his lips. She moaned, entangling her finger
s in his hair, pulling him closer against her chest.
His suckling and tugging ignited a trail to her heated core. His rough beard scraped the delicate skin of her breasts as he nibbled, adding to the fiery sensation. Naomi wanted more, all he had to give.
When he reached between her legs and touched her there, she nearly jumped off the bed. Blazes ripped through her in a kaleidoscope of images so vibrant and bold, she was sure she’d flown out of her body and was soaring to the stars themselves. Her voice called out Bobby’s name as she hurtled forward, backward, and then plummeted back to the bed where he was kissing the tops of her breasts and rubbing the smooth folds between her legs.
“Bobby.” She panted, and her voice sounded not her own. “Bobby, that was so...so...”
He looked up and smiled. “That was only the beginning, darlin’. I’m gonna take you there and back again so many times you’ll be plumb tuckered by the time we’re through.”
“Oh, my...”
Bobby slid her gown over her hips, down her legs, and tossed it to the floor. Naked, she lay before him, eager for him to see all she had to give.
He eyed her appreciatively, his amber orbs burning gold. “Like I said, a feast. A beautiful feast, Naomi Blackburn. From your violet eyes to your cherry lips to your sweet nipples to those gorgeous black curls between your legs, right down to your pretty little toes.” His voice rasped. “If you want to stop, tell me now.”
Stop? Had he lost his mind? “If you stop now, Bobby Morgan, I’ll personally turn you over to the law.”
“Thank God,” he said, and slid down her body and spread her legs. “You’ll like this, I think.”
Like what? She closed her eyes and braced herself, figuring he was ready to take her. There would be pain when he came inside her. She accepted that. She also knew she’d bring him intense pleasure, and that pleased her. She wanted to please him more than anything in the world.
When nothing happened, she opened her eyes and found him staring between her legs.
“You sure are pretty down here, darlin’,” he said.
He touched her, and a moan escaped her lips.
“And wet, too. So wet.” His voice had changed again. It was even lower and raspier. Wild, almost. Primal. “I need to taste you.”
He couldn’t mean...
But he did. And he was. The soft strokes of his tongue against her private parts made her whole body sizzle, and when he sucked on her, licking a certain place, she was catapulted back into the frenzy of passion and emotion, only this time she soared even higher. She cried out his name as her body tingled and burned, and when she floated downward, she opened her eyes and met his gaze. He was smiling at her, and something moved inside her. It stretched her, but it was not unpleasant, and she realized it was his finger.
“I’m going to add another finger, angel. Don’t be afraid. I want to stretch you first, to get you ready for me.”
“I...all right. I trust you.”
“I know you do, and you’ll never know what a precious gift that is to me. That you want me to be the one who—” His voice wavered a little. “And after what you’ve been through. I love you so much. I’m going to make this good for you.”
She smiled, wanting to abate his fear for her, trying to hide her own apprehension for his sake. He eased another finger inside her, and though it smarted at first, he moved it in patterns so gentle and touched a sensitive spot that made her shiver.
“You like that, angel?”
Embarrassment flooded through her. Oh, yes, she liked it. She liked everything he did to her. But could she say it? She squeezed her eyes shut. “Yes,” she murmured.
“Don’t be shy with me, darlin’. I love you. I want to make you feel good. It pleases me. So tell me if you like what I do to you.” With his free hand, he squeezed hers. “Open your eyes, Naomi, and tell me how I make you feel.”
“It...when you move your fingers like that...” Her voice trembled and she inhaled sharply and then exhaled, calming herself. “I like that, Bobby. I like your fingers inside me. It feels nice.”
He smiled, his dimple twinkled, and his amber eyes looked genuinely happy. She hadn’t often seen happiness on his handsome face. That she put it there thrilled her.
“I think you’re ready for me now, angel.” He dislodged his fingers and stood, his hands fumbling with his trousers. “It will still hurt, but I’ll help you through it, all right?”
Naomi nodded, unable to tear her gaze from the bulge in his duckins. He pushed them downward, and his arousal sprang outward. Unable to stop herself, she gasped, and then clamped a hand over her mouth.
