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She drew his face to hers and kissed him gently, wanting him to know how much she appreciated the way he was loving her. Stroking his lips with the tip of her tongue, she dipped inside his mouth, sucking his tongue, stroking it with hers. He moaned and kissed her, hard, finally losing a bit of that control. She clasped his face, giving the kiss all she had, her lips demanding, wanting him more than she thought possible.
He groaned. “Woman, what are you doing to me?” He carried her to the chair and knelt in front of her. Her eyes widened, and her heart started to pound. God, he was going down on her? And like this? She slipped her leg over his shoulder, the other in the air as his hands parted her.
He blew on her softly, sending goose bumps racing up her thighs. The feeling was perfection as his warm mouth enclosed her, his tongue stroking in large circles. Then he stroked up, finding her sensitive spot. He circled it again and again. She thought she’d lose her mind when he took it in his mouth and sucked. The feeling was so exquisite that she couldn’t think, could only feel the pleasure he gave her.
Still sucking, he stroked it with his tongue. She cried out as her whole body took fire. Overlapping waves of pleasure curled her toes as her shattering orgasm crested. Heart pounding, body quivering, she clutched him to her as the feeling went on and on.
When she could move again, he said, “Let me take you to bed, honey.”
He laid her on her back, and she watched as he put on a condom. Lord, he was hard as a rock.
“I’m going to try something that I think you’ll like, but you tell me if it’s uncomfortable, okay?”
This was interesting. “I will.”
He kissed her so softly she barely felt it, then, on his knees, he slowly raised her legs above her head. “That too much?”
Dang. It was a good thing that she worked out. “I’m fine.”
Holding her legs with one hand, he knelt behind her, his knees at her hips. “Trust me, Vic,” he said quietly.
She realized that she wasn’t worried. “I do.”
He slowly slipped partway inside her, then withdrew. God, he was big. She wanted more.
He asked, “You all right?”
“Awesome.”
He chuckled. “Good.”
He slid in more forcefully this time but still not far—and then she felt it. Lord, he’d hit her G-spot. He withdrew and thrust in, withdrew and thrust in, each time stroking that wonderful place. Even though she’d just come, her body responded. She clasped his thighs, rocking to his rhythm, her eyes closed, as the pleasure rolled over her in waves.
His steady movement allowed her arousal to build, one stroke after another. God, this was heaven. She’d never known a man like him. Cal knew her body better than she did. Oh, God, God. She was there. Her hands clutched the sheets, her body clenched around him as her shattering orgasm crested like an ocean wave, washing through her mind, clearing it of thought.
Cal’s strokes suddenly deepened, and she experienced a moment of doubt. But her body took him—whether it was all of him, she didn’t know—but it was glorious all the same. She opened her eyes as he thrust again and again, his eyes closed, the look of intense pleasure on his face giving her fierce joy.
Suddenly he cried out and went still, and she felt him pulsing inside her.
They were silent for a long moment, both panting, both satiated. Then he released her legs.
She smiled. “You were right. I liked it.”
He patted her thigh. “I’m glad, honey.” Then he smiled too. “You were great.”
She laughed. “Hardly, handsome. You did all the work. Next time, it’s on me.” Then she realized what she’d said and caught his eye.
He grinned at her. “I might just take you up on that.”
While he headed for the bathroom, she considered that option. She could definitely get attached to the man—but was that a good idea?
She got up and slipped on her robe. She’d definitely have to think about it. Cal was sweet and a fabulous lover. What other tricks did he have up his sleeve? But could she afford to get attached at this point in her life? In her career?
When she came out of the bathroom a couple of minutes later, Cal pulled back the covers, inviting her into bed. Lord, he was a good-looking son of a gun. But more importantly, he treated her right.
She got in bed and snuggled close, laying her head on his chest. He switched off the bedside lamp.
“I mean it, Vic. Making love with you was wonderful,” he said quietly as he ran his fingers up and down her arm.
