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I took my time standing back up. Lia gasped as I pressed a kiss to her ankle, while lightly stroking the backs of her legs. Slowly, I teased her, trailing hot lips across soft skin, easing my way up to her thighs. Nudging her legs open wider, I lifted my eyes to where she stared down at me, transfixed.
“I like this underwear,” I said, tracing a finger over her silk panties that matched her bra. Nude, like the shirt she’d worn. Slowly, I slid a finger across the silk, pleased to see her hips jerk at my touch. “Do you always wear matching sets?”
“I try to.” Lia bit her bottom lip as I stroked her through the silk. “It might be a silly indulgence. But it makes me feel…oh…”
“You like when I touch you like this, don’t you?” I asked, my eyes on Lia’s face as I increased the pressure.
“I, yes…oh that’s…nice…” Lia’s head dropped back, and I stopped, reaching forward to tilt her chin back down.
“I want your eyes on me, Lia.”
“Oh,” Lia breathed, her cheeks pink with desire.
“See, the thing about making love…is it’s more than just satisfying a need,” I said, casually, as I reached for the jar of chocolate sauce. Lia watched me as I opened it and dipped a finger in the chocolate. Putting it aside, I stepped closer, so I pressed against her, hard meeting soft, and I brought my finger to her pretty pink mouth.
“It’s kind of like cooking a meal,” I whispered, leaning forward and slipping my finger into her mouth. Wet heat surrounded my finger, and I bucked forward, rubbing myself against her panties. “It’s about taste. Texture. About feeling with all of your senses.” I whispered this into her ear as she sucked my finger, and I bit the delicate lobe, before bringing my lips to her neck. Lia moaned, arching her back, and I chuckled at her neck.
“Do you like the chocolate sauce? I didn’t make it myself, so I can’t claim credit.” She smelled sweet here, like citrus and vanilla, and I took my time inhaling her scent. Imprinting her on my mind. In my heart. Licking slowly down her neck, I blew a hot breath across her skin, and watched as she shivered in response.
“It’s…really good. Delicious,” Lia gasped after tearing her mouth away from my finger. Angling my head, I threaded one hand into her mass of curls, and pulled her mouth to mine, devouring her lips in a heated kiss. She tasted of chocolate, and my darkest fantasies, and my thoughts blanked for a moment as all I could do was revel in the heat of her mouth. She kissed like she cooked—with dedication, focus, and determination. I wasn’t sure who was leading whom at this point, and I no longer cared.
Lia broke the kiss first, gasping for breath as she tugged at my shirt.
“I need this off. I need to touch,” Lia ordered.
“Let’s both, shall we?” With one hand, I reached around Lia’s back and divested her so quickly from her bra that she pulled back and gave me a considering look.
“Do that often?”
“It’s not a difficult trick to master.” I dropped a light kiss on her lips, secretly pleased that the thought of me with another woman annoyed her, and I pulled my shirt over my head. Then, Lia’s hands were on me, running across my chest, and I was distracted by the sheer glory of her luscious breasts. Lia was built like a windy mountain road, a compact short body, with enough dips and curves to make her genuinely a pleasure to touch. I wanted to sink into her softness, and I had to force myself to take a few breaths to pull me back from tipping over the ledge into release.
“I haven’t tasted the chocolate sauce yet,” I pointed out. “Maybe you’d like to feed it to me?”
“Maybe I would…” Lia grinned, a calculating look in her eyes. Dipping a finger in the sauce, she surprised me by tracing the chocolate across both of her perfect, pink nipples. I hadn’t been wrong to think she enjoyed being touched, and this blatant invitation to feast on her glorious breasts made lust jackknife through me. I bent my head to her breasts and swept my tongue across a nipple, enjoying both Lia’s gasp of pleasure, as well as the sweet taste of chocolate on her sensitive skin.
“Mmm, this is delicious. Sticky, though. It may take a while,” I murmured, and Lia groaned as I took my time. I licked her nipple, making sure to follow the trail of sweet chocolate, refusing to leave any last bit untasted. She bucked against me when I bit lightly, and I grinned at her breast, holding her hips tightly with my hands before she rocked me into oblivion. “Steady there, Lia. We’ve got time enough, don’t we?”
“Munroe. I need…I want…” Lia’s breath came in tiny pants as she writhed in my arms, and I continued my attention at her breasts. Only when her whimpering increased and her legs began to tremble, did I pull back.
“Do you know what pairs nicely with chocolate?” I asked, brushing my thumb across her swollen lip.
“Um…everything?” Lia’s eyes were glazed with desire, and my grin widened.
“Off with these,” I said, hooking my fingers at her underwear, and she readily obliged, lifting her hips so I could slide them down her legs. Then she sat, bared to me in all her beauty, and I had to count to one hundred in my head to keep focused.
“Champagne,” I told Lia. Picking up her glass, I took a healthy sip, holding the champagne in my mouth. Lia’s eyes widened as I bent, spreading her open, and put my mouth where I wanted it most.
“Oh. My. God,” Lia shouted. She rocked against my mouth, where I let the bubbles of the champagne do their trick, increasing her sensitivity as I neatly pushed her over the edge into pleasure. “Munroe. Munroe. Munroe.”
Over and over, she said my name as I continued to savor her, licking and tasting, until I committed every tremble, every sigh, every shout of pleasure to memory. Only when she threaded her hands through my hair, and begged, did I pull back.
“Please, Munroe. Please. I need you,” Lia gasped, wild with need.
Without a second thought, I scooped her up and carried her through to my bedroom, kicking the door closed behind me. Easing her onto the bed, I found a condom and got rid of my pants, while Lia trembled on the bed. Gently, I settled myself between her legs, nudging against her, needing to be inside her as much as I needed my next breath. But first…
“Lia,” I said, brushing a soft kiss across her lips, before I met her eyes. Inside them, I saw the answers that I needed, even if I sensed she wasn’t ready to admit the truth yet. “I meant it when I said I don’t ever want to look at another woman again. You’re everything for me.” I stopped just short of professing my love for her, knowing I’d scare her away, but I couldn’tnottell her what she already meant to me.
And when I drove inside her, filling her, it was my name at her lips, a promise to be kept.
