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Her thighs opened for him, inviting him in. Then she proceeded to wrap those long, gorgeous, stilettowearing legs around him, and it almost became impossible for him to think.
He inhaled the scent that he’d come to know over the past week as exclusively hers,and then surrendered. He was surrounded by her—her body, her scent, her gaze drilling into his soul. He was lost.
To seal the deal, she lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck. The intense gaze in the eyes staring up at him shocked him more than the lightning bolts crackling through the sky. He eased his hand lower to stroke her, making sure she was ready. The moment he touched her wetness, he felt the last shred of his control slipping away.
“Lennox…”
Almost in self-defense, he captured her mouth again. The kiss was deep and drugging, adding to the fire rushing through his insides. It had been years since he’d experienced these sensations kissing a woman. He always made it a point to hold back a vital part of himself during any sexual involvements. So why was he relaxing that hold now? And why with Lennox? Why did he have such a strong desire to experience it all with her?
Her flavor inflamed his taste buds, but kissing her mouth wasn’t enough. He wanted to kiss and lick every inch of her.
Breaking off the kiss, he moved his lips to the base of her throat, then continued downward, licking his way down her body, and settling on her breasts. Those beauties were what his mouth had been watering for.
He eased her nipple between his lips and then sucked hard, loving how it fit in his mouth. The way she was writhing beneath him told him she really liked what his tongue and mouth were doing to her. He released that nipple, then moved to the other, giving it the same treatment.
“Roland?”
“Yes, sweetheart?”Sweetheart? When had he ever used a term of endearment for a woman since Becca? He knew the answer--never. It had to have been a slip of the tongue and nothing more. Right?
“I don’t think I can handle much more.”
“Sure, you can,” he said, sliding down her body to plant wet kisses on her abdomen, then licking around her navel.
Her feminine scent was even more potent here, he thought, as he eased down to the juncture of her thighs. His tongue felt as hard as his erection. When he lowered his head to take her in his mouth, he discovered that it was indeed just as hard as he’d thought.
His hands tightened on her hips as he started to devour her. She arched wildly against his mouth when his tongue went deeper, finding her clit and giving it a vigorous tongue workout. Why did she have to taste so good?
“Roland!”
Her body shook beneath his mouth letting him know that she was close to climaxing. He kept his mouth latched to her, refusing to let up or let go until she shattered beneath him. He licked his lips. She tasted so deliciously sweet.
He eased his body back over hers and smiled down at her. The beauty of her pleasured state aroused him evenmore, if that was possible. He had a feeling this night would be one neither of them would ever forget.
“You make me feel so good, Roland Summers,” she said, breathlessly. Reaching up, she used her fingertips to trace his lips.
“Baby, you haven’t felt anything yet.”
Too late he realized he’d used another term of endearment, but he didn’t want to think of that now. More than anything, he wanted to be inside her.
So, clutching her hips tightly, he positioned his shaft at the entrance to her womanly core. Then, he eased inside her, filling her to the hilt with his engorged erection. He loved the feeling of being planted deep within her. He savored the moment for a little while, then slowly withdrew and thrust hard back inside of her, repeating the process over and over again.
For the longest time, their gazes were locked. Finally, she broke eye contact and tilted her head back to release a deep moan from her throat. The storm was relentlessly beating against the windows, but inside this bedroom, there was just the two of them—him, taking her over and over. Her, gripping him tightly with her feminine muscles. He’d never experienced a night like this…ever.
Her body began to tremble and he knew she was close again. Not only did he feel her fingers digging into his shoulders, but also the heels of her shoes on his back. Then it happened-- a torrent of sensations ripped through them both simultaneously. He was caught in the clutches of an orgasm that felt like an out-of-body experience, prompting him to make his thrusts harder and deeper, if only to ground himself.
“Roland!”
The sound of Lennox screaming his name made his body shatter in what felt like a million tiny pieces. A guttural moan flowed from his lips…and then his body exploded yet again in another orgasm. That had never happened before.
“Lennox...” He whispered her name, easing off her body and gathering her close in his arms.
Though the storm was still raging outside, he laid there with Lennox in his arms, feeling at peace for the first time in years.
• • •
She was being kissed awake.
Little by little, Lennox opened her eyes, knowing only one person could be behind the gentle caresses. When her gaze fully collided with Roland’s, the depths of need she saw in his eyes sent electric jolts of desire all through her.
