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“I know.” He murmured thickly. Peeling the stockings off, he ran his hands up her supple thighs. “Stand.”
When she did, he unhooked the clasp of her pants and peeled them down. His eyes zeroed in on the flimsy material covering her sex.
“I promised you that I was going to worship your body from head to toe,” he whispered thickly.
“I need you. Inside me.”
His body jerked as if someone had prodded him. Lifting his head, he stared at her for a few ticking seconds before he lifted the sweater over her head. Her breasts were barely covered by matching lace, the color of delicate champagne. Her nipples were pronounced, the areolas puckered.
He felt the saliva pooling inside his mouth. He had to taste her.
Stepping back, he removed his clothes hastily, giving scant regard to their quality. Cathy’s knees weakened and she had to sit back down as she stared at him. There was a dense dusting of hairs on his wide chest, which tapered down to a flat stomach, disappearing into the waistband of his white boxers.
With his eyes on her face, he eased his fingers into the elastic band where his sex was already throbbing and full. His body shuddered at her gasp. Dragging the underwear off, he freed that part of him that had been aching for her ever since he heard her voice on the phone.
Her eyes flew to his, a moan escaping her.
“I won’t hurt you,” he rasped. “Don’t let me hurt you. I just want to possess you. Give me all of you, baby.” Easing a knee on the bed, he waited until she had scooted up to the mound of pillows before lying next to her.
Bending over her, he spread her hair out on the pillows, his body reacting to seeing the strands against the blue cotton. “I have dreamed of this.”
“What was your dream?” She turned sideways to get closer to him.
“The moment we were introduced, and I knew who you were, I wanted to see your hair spread across my pillows.” He trailed a finger over her cheek and then her lips. “Cathy. Sweet Cathy.” Bending his head, he took her lips in a slow erotic kiss that had the tears forming at the back of her eyes.
Lifting his lips from hers, he feathered it across her cheek and further down until he was kissing the hollow of her throat. He captured her skittering pulse, bathing the tender flesh with his tongue, until she was clutching at his shoulders.
Sliding a powerful leg over hers, he finally reached his target. The thin material seemed to melt away as he flicked at the front clasp.
“My breasts are big. I am big and…”
“You’re beautiful.” He ended her uncertainty by lifting his head and allowing her to see how profoundly affected he was. “Never doubt that.” Shifting slightly, he cupped her breasts until they were overflowing his palms.
His thumbs flickered over the rigid flesh, watching them hardened even more. His hands reshaped the flesh, causing her heartbeat to quicken. Nothing had ever felt so good.
Her fingers curled into his shoulders and wandered down the supple muscles of his back. When he bent his head and blew on a nipple, she arched clean off the bed. “Earl, oh God!”
His tongue ventured out to touch slightly before swirling around the tight bud. By now, Cathy felt as if her insides were incinerating. The heat was too much, she could not bear it.
Tugging at the nipple, he suckled gently, until the taste of her filled him completely. But it was not enough and very soon, themotions of his lips became hungry. Pulling on the rigid flesh, he settled on top of her, his rigid sex sliding between her thighs urgently.
Her body arched, her head thrashing on the pillows as beads of moisture broke out on her forehead and the top of her lips. Her sex was swollen and aching. Her lower body was heavy with a desire so intense, she felt as if she was dying.
By the time he transferred to the next nipple, she was mindless, her fingers making furrows into his flesh.
Earl was straining to drive into her, but he wanted to pleasure her. He wanted to brand her as his own, completely his own. Moving down, he kissed her quivering stomach, his tongue swirling around the deep indentation of her navel.
When he kissed the hairs covering her sex, she reared up in shock, her eyes opening wide. Instinctively, she used her hands to cover herself, but he removed them with a shaky laugh.
“No baby.”
“Earl, I can’t…”
“It is fine. Just let me…” Moving her hands, he planted a hungry mouth kiss on her throbbing mound before flicking his tongue over the flesh. A cry escaped her as she automatically bent a knee. This was new to her.
She was in her thirties and had never had a man love her so intimately before, none had ever offered, and she had never thought to even suggest such a thing.
As if sensing that this was something she had never done before, Earl used the tip of his tongue to enter her moist warmth. The result was explosive! The tightness that had coiled in the lower part of her body uncoiled with a ferocity that had her calling out his name.