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He stood and licked the juices at the corner of her mouth and along the seam of her lips, pressing in to pillage the wet recesses, share in the flavors. Their tongues slid over one another, tasting the mix of sugary sweet with the tangy essence of arousal.
Breaking away from the sensual kiss, he whispered against her mouth, “Lay back, Beth.”
The spacious island counter was more than large enough to accommodate her body, and when reclined, she looked small atop the wide expanse of black granite.
“It’s cool,” she gasped as goose bumps broke out across her creamy skin. “Feels good.”
“I’m going to make you feel even better.”
Her hair fanned out around her in damp, heavy curls, and she closed her eyes as he gently lifted her legs to rest over his shoulders.
He kissed and licked a wet path around the hollow at her navel, sucking at the taut skin, then worked his way down to the valley between her legs, homing in on her clit. Pushing his hands under her ass, he raised her sex up to his meet his mouth.
She arched her back against the polished counter and let out a small mew, her smoldering arousal stoking his own. He watched her writhe as he sank his tongue inside her, dragged his teeth along her skin, and lapped at the juices flowing from her core. He sucked and nibbled and tasted the delicacy of her until her gasping cries echoed throughout the room and her heels dug into the muscles of his back. She was so close.
Ravenous for the sounds of her pleasure, he delved into her pussy, fucking her with his tongue. Each thrust brought on another spasm. She ground against his face, panting and moaning, louder and harder with every stroke of his tongue, until she screamed, bucked, and he thought her pulsing orgasm against his face would make him come.
Gently, he eased her legs off his shoulders and, taking her hand, pulled her upright and into his arms. “You are incredible,” he whispered into her hair when she laid her head against his chest.
“Me? No way. That title is reserved for you.” She laughed, still trying to catch her breath.
Ryan hiked her up in his arms and walked down the hall to his bedroom. “Don’t get any ideas, Beth. We’re not done yet.”
She looked up into his face, eyes wide and obviously pleased.
Chapter Six
They’d been lying together for an hour, Ryan tracing circles with his fingertips around her belly and breasts. He’d effectively turned her into a puddle version of her formerly tough self. Beth wanted to snuggle into his touch until not a millimeter of space separated any part of them, wanted to revel in the closeness she’d been starving for.
Curling closer, she inhaled, savoring his masculine scent. “Mmm, this slave business isn’t so bad at all.”
Ryan chuckled into the top of her hair. “That’s because I’ve gone easy on you.”
Her brows arched as she peered up at him. “Oh, yeah? So do you plan to go...hard on me?”
“Not the way you think.”
She was thinking about some kinky lesson, but from the tone of his voice, it sounded like Ryan had something less deviant in mind. She pulled back a little. “What do you mean?”
“I want to know more. Every time you start talking about yourself, you
stop short, cut yourself off, and change the subject. I know a lot about you superficially, but I wish you’d let me know what’s below the surface.”
Tension crept through her, solidifying the gelatinous mush in her heart. She didn’t want to talk about herself. Wasn’t it enough to embrace the comfort of being together?
“What do you want to know?” Her voice sounded stiff, even to her own ear, and she could see the change register on Ryan’s face as well. It made her feel a sort of sadness she hadn’t anticipated.
Holding a finger up to stop him before he spoke, she tried again. “I mean...” She paused and closed her eyes a second, willing the steely shell around her heart away. When her lids lifted, she felt an openness that had never been there before. “What do you want to know?”
The side of his mouth pulled back into a half-grin, and he brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. “Everything. But I’ll start slow, ease you into the deeper stuff. What did you do for Christmas this year?”
The question wasn’t as innocuous as it should have been. She didn’t want to explain that she hadn’t seen her mother again this year. The spiritual fad addict had decided to spend the holiday in New Mexico, taking a seminar from an ex-con fraud on how to become a Navajo medicine woman.
Unwilling to meet Ryan’s eyes, she fiddled with a loose thread in the sheet. “Mom had other plans. Holidays aren’t really a big deal for me.”
Ryan nodded, slowly. “Okay, so you have any big plans coming up? What’s the rush to get back to Silicon Valley?”
“I guess the big rush to get back was just that I didn’t want to be here.” She paused and stroked her hand across his chest. “Only, I don’t mind so much now.”
