“You need to seduce me. Make me think of no woman other than you,” he whispered.
She tensed as if unsure of the next step, then slowly bent forward. He almost breathed out in relief as her lips neared his. He wanted to taste her flavor, devour her mouth. But she kissed only the corner of his lips before moving on to his chin.
When her mouth trailed delicate kisses along his jaw, and then her tongue smoothed its way along his neck, his erection jumped painfully as it tried to escape the confines of his slacks. She could obviously feel his excitement, because she pushed her hips harder against him as the two of them played a very dangerous game.
No longer able to refrain from touching her, Crew lifted his hands and ran them through the strands of her soft blond hair. Pulling out the clips and band holding it captive, he sighed as her hair cascaded down, creating a glowing curtain between her face and his body.
Haley leaned up, and he wanted to protest as her mouth left his skin, but then her shaking fingers moved to the top button of his shirt, and his heart stopped for a moment before it resumed with a pounding intensity.
One by one, she undid his buttons until the material fell to his sides. Then her fingernails scraped along the light brushing of hair on his chest and she drew patterns on his skin, then circled his hard ni**les.
When she bent down and ran her tongue over the tanned skin of his chest, his back arched off the lounge chair.
She was learning quickly. He was going to have to end this soon — before he couldn’t.
Just as he was getting ready to tell her, Good job, you’ve succeeded in seducing me, her lips traveled lower and the hot breath from her mouth was now on his stomach. No words could possibly escape his tight throat.
When he thought she’d stop, her hand drifted lower, running across the hardness begging to be set free. She glided her skillful fingers across the head of his clothes-covered arousal and he could feel himself losing control. When she took care of his button and zipper, his sanity flew out the window.
He knew he should stop this — knew this wasn’t part of the deal — but he was human, after all. Thank heavens, he always had protection on him, whether he planned on sex or not. It was just something instilled in him — the old Boy Scout motto. Before he lost his mind altogether — along with his pants — he grabbed the foil packet from his pocket and clutched it tightly within his palm.
The first tentative swipe of her tongue along the tip of his arousal was the last of his undoing. His mind went blank as she worked her innocent magic. When she sucked him into the warm recesses of her mouth, he saw stars.
Mission accomplished.
He enjoyed the unbelievable pleasure of her mouth fully around his head for a few more moments before he couldn’t take any more without embarrassing himself.
“My turn,” he gasped, then sat up and grabbed her by the hips, quickly pulling her up his body so she was sitting on his lap.
“You taste salty and sweet, silky…yet so hard. I want to do that some more.”
Her enthusiasm had him throbbing to the point of madness.
“Baby, you can do it plenty more later, but right now, I need to taste you,” he said before pulling her to him and finally closing his mouth over hers. As his tongue slipped inside her warm mouth, he knew he just couldn’t get enough. Nothing was enough.
Not deep enough.
Not long enough.
Not fast enough.
Not slow enough.
Not enough of her open to his touch.
His hands found the clasp behind her neck and he quickly undid it before sliding her straps down her naked back and finding the zipper to undo the skirt of her dress. Within seconds, her bare br**sts pressed against his naked chest.
As her hard ni**les rubbed against his skin, she groaned into his mouth, and rubbed her hips against him. Lifting her dress, he quickly pulled it up over her head and tossed it aside, then raised his hips and thrust down his pants. The only thing keeping him from entering her was an incredibly small piece of black lace.
As his erection throbbed against her — so hot! — he decided he’d better change positions fast before he plunged in and satisfied only himself. She’d done her job of seducing him; now it was his turn to seduce her.
Haley gasped to find herself on her back, looking up at Crew whose frame was enveloped in the black night sky with speckled brilliant stars surrounding him like an aura. Crew smiled down at her, excitement shuddering through him. Kissing her again, he lay on top of her, enjoying the way her soft curves held him just right.
As she pushed her hips up toward him, her body telling him exactly what she desired, he moved his mouth down her throat, taking a moment to feel her excited pulse against his tongue as her blood raced.
His first taste of her dusky ni**les was magical, and he sucked her deep within his mouth as she groaned her approval. Lavishing her br**sts with nips, kisses, flicks of his tongue and the stroke of his fingers while her hands fisted in his hair, Crew felt on the verge of breaking.
But only when he had made her come would he take his own pleasure. As he continued fondling her generous br**sts with one hand, he moved the other one downward, easily ripping away her panties, then slipping a finger inside her wet heat.
When his thumb began stroking her swollen womanhood, she bucked against his hand, her breathing shallow, panting. He bit down gently on her nipple as he flicked his thumb across her tender flesh below, and then moved up just in time to capture her scream with his lips as her body released, his fingers saturated with her orgasm.
Before she was finished, Crew barely managed to sheath himself before he opened her legs wide and positioned himself.
“Open your eyes,” he demanded, barely recognizing his own strained voice.
When Haley could open them just enough for him to see how she was feeling, he plunged fully inside her, nearly exploding as her tight skin closed around him.
Before he pulled back to plunge in again, the pain on her face registered somewhere in his mind. Her mouth gaped open as her nails dug into the skin of his arms.
Crew was so shocked, he couldn’t seem to move. She was a virgin. It was evident by the tightness, the pain crossing her features, the shocked look on her face.
“Why? How?” He whispered as he stilled, staying connected inside her.
“Ouch,” was her reply.
Noble? Ha. He felt decidedly unheroic.
Finally regaining a semblance of control, Crew tenderly pulled out of her, then reached below the lounge chair and grabbed a blanket he’d placed there earlier.