Page 33 of Sailing Away Plans


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“Do you have any idea how tempting you are? How desirable?”

He lowered his head, parting her lips with his. His tongue glided into her mouth, sending a sparks straight through her, darting in and out, caressing her inner jaws, his kiss a thorough invasion of her mouth and senses.

Heat bloomed in her belly and desire unfurled within her. Her arms glided to his neck and her fingers locked at his nape, pulling him into her, cherishing the masculine power of his body. She loved this man with all her heart. If only he could…

His hands traveled to her rib cage and rested on the outsides of her breasts. All thoughts forgotten, she melted against him, licking his lips, teasing his tongue, returning his kisses, until she couldn’t breathe and snatched her mouth away.

“Steve, shouldn’t you pack before—” she started.

His finger rubbed against her lower lip and the tip of her tongue.

“Shh, forget about tomorrow. Stay with me now, here in my arms, enjoy our present, our evening together.”

Her present was his mouth nuzzling her throat with moist kisses, his palm closed on her breast, kneading and gently squeezing, her knees buckling under his gentle assault. Afraid to fall at his feet, she clasped his shirt, hanging onto him, her head thrown back.

Somehow the belt of her robe came undone and slid to the floor. His teeth gripped her left strap and lowered it. Her arms trapped by the neckline of the shirt, she had trouble breathing and squirmed against his chest. He lifted his eyes and peered at her face. “You’re tired. We should go to bed.” His arm under her knees, he scooped her up and carried her to his room.

“I want you so badly, Lillian. Will you let me make love to you?”

She caressed his cheek, her heart singing with joy. “I want you, too.”

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His blood roaring with impatience, Steve set her down on the side of his king-sized bed and sat next to her, stroking her shoulders and neck, relaxing her with his firm strokes. Claiming her mouth, he lowered her onto the bed, and swiftly peeled away her top, pants and briefs, leaving her exposed for him to worship.

She flinched, her pupils dilating, a hand splayed over her nudity.

“Don’t. You’re too beautiful to be shy about it.”

“It’s not fair.” A strained smile wobbled on her lips. “I’m exposed, and you’re all covered.”

He yanked off his shirt, and lowered his shorts. “Is this better?”

He stood, tossing his hands up, giving her an unfettered view.

“Oh my.” Her eyes shone, and she fidgeted, raising her arms to him. “Come here.”

Thrilled by her eagerness, he dropped next to her and covered one breast with his mouth, sucking on its hard tip, teasing it with soft nuzzling, as his hand skated from her waist to her firm belly. His fingers lingered over her smooth flesh before gliding down to massage her thighs. Shifting position, he lavished her other breast with hot kisses, lapping and suckling on her nipple.

Digging her fingers into his shoulders, Lillian moaned, wriggled, and lowered her hand to enclose his hard member, stroking him softly and lovingly.

Soon his groans mingled with her sexy sounds. His hand parted her thighs and his fingers slipped into her wet core, playing and teasing. She immediately closed her thighs, imprisoning his fingers.

She was ready and impatient, and he was about to burst. He released her breast, pulled her fingers away from his penis, and raised himself to reach his drawer. She stilled his hand. “No need.”

He sighed with relief. Making love without protection was far more exciting. He covered her with his body, relishing the feel of her yielding breasts under his hard chest, and closed his mouth over hers, his fingers guiding his pulsing member between her thighs. He plunged into her warm core, happiness filling his heart. He thrust into her, pulled out, and thrust again. She moaned, wrapped her legs around him, and screamed his name, as she contracted around him and spasmed. He gathered her tightly against him and pushed deeper into her, and they both convulsed and collapsed, moaning and groaning.

“I love you,” she whispered against his mouth.

“I love you,” he repeated, vowing not to let her go.

He was home, holding a vibrant loving woman, and feeling fulfilled.

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