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“Your scent is driving me crazy, Lennox.”
He then crushed her mouth to his, demonstrating a greed and a hunger that she felt in every cell in her body. Voracious sensations ripped through her as his fingers went deeper, stroked faster, with an intensity that made her moan.
Then he released her mouth and eased her body down to the mattress. When he replaced his fingers with his mouth, she nearly went up in flames. This was not howshe’d intended things to be. He was doing her…but she’d wanted to do him. But what he was doing felt so good and he got not one, but two orgasms out of her easily with his mouth.
Finally, when his mouth released her and he began easing up toward her breasts, she decided to make her move. Summoning all the strength she could muster, she quickly shifted her body and pushed him on his back. She couldn’t help grinning at the surprised look on his face as she stared down at him. “Now it’s my turn.”
And it was.
Dipping her head, she took him in her mouth, using her tongue to lick around the sensitive areas of his engorged penis. She loved the taste of him. He took hold of her hair and tried to pull her up, but she refused to budge. This was her time and she planned to use it to her advantage.
The way his body was moving against her mouth let her know he was enjoying what she was doing to him; hopefully as much as she had enjoyed what he’d done to her.
“Lennox!”
She held tight to his muscular thighs when he tried pulling her up, refusing to let him. She lifted her head enough to watch as pleasure and satisfaction curved his lips. His eyes were closed, so she continued to swirl her tongue over him, driving him mad. When she stopped and licked her lips, his eyes slowly opened. Their gazes met and held for the longest time.
“You, Lennox Roswell, are one naughty girl,” he finally said in a deep, husky voice.
That made her smile. “I wouldn’t be so naughty, Roland Summers, if you weren’t so tasty.”
He reached for a condom packet off the nightstand and she watched as he proceeded to sheath himself. Lennox could feel the sexual tension mounting in the room.
When he reached down and pulled her up over his body, she straddled him. “But I’m not done being naughty. Can you handle some more, Roland?”
“I’m not sure. I do recall you promising to go easy on me.”
“I didn’t, did I?”
“Yes, you did,” he said, gently pinching the nipples on her breasts that loomed in front of his face.
“I’ll try. But if you keep that up, I might have to take drastic steps.”
“What kind of drastic steps?”
“Like this.” She eased her body down on his erected shaft, teasing him with her warmth, and watching his facial reactions as he tried to maintain control.
“Umm…Lennox, you’re killing me.”
“Who, little old me?”
And then she began riding him, the way she’d always wanted to ride a man. In a way that not only made her feel naughty, but in control as well. Besides, she had a feeling Roland liked this side of her.
As Lennox continued to ride him, she appreciated the fact that their bodies were in perfect symmetrical, sensuous alignment. Their breathing was in balance and the sounds they made were in beautiful harmony. She couldn’t get enough of him and doubted she ever would. And judging by the way he was holding tight to her thighs each time he made an upward thrust, he couldn’t get enough of her either, regardless of what he said.
Need had her widening her legs to take in more of him, then, reaching to grab hold of the bed posts, she let go, bouncing on him to her heart and body’s content. This was what she needed…what they both needed.
“Are you trying to kill me, Lennox?”
She shook her head. “No more than you tried killing me at the beach house.”
He’d taken her hard and often during those three days. Especially during the storm. As the rain pounded on the windows of the beach house, he had released a cyclone of pleasure that made her ache just thinking about it.
Lennox wondered if he noticed just how in sync their bodies were. It was like they belonged together. But she doubted it. Men didn’t notice things like that. But she did. Making love with him felt good. It felt right, it felt…
At that moment, she screamed out her release. Then, just as her voice trailed off, he hollered out his, even as their bodies grinded against each other, trying to prolong the moment, as if this might be the last time they were together this way. She hoped not. She was getting used to this and rather liked it.
She liked it a whole lot.
