It wasn’t enough. She wanted nothing between them, no lace, no clothes. God help her but she wanted to feel her skin against his, her flesh against his flesh.
She let her hands fall away and arched her back again but this time it was to release the clasp at her back and let her br**sts fall free.
To her delight he cupped those br**sts in his big hands, squashing them and bringing her ni**les close together then, covering both buds with his lips, he sucked them into his mouth, sending tremors running up and down her spine.
“Ooh, yes,” she sighed, giving herself over to the double torture. “Oh, God, yes,” she crooned as her body melted in a puddle of ecstasy.
But Ransom didn’t stop there. Releasing her br**sts he heightened his assault, sliding his lips down and over her belly, feathering butterfly kisses at her waist and then her hip as his fingers tackled the button on her jeans.
Solie raised her hips, eager to rid herself of anything that separated her body from his. A second later she was free, wearing nothing but matching black lace panties and a tremulous smile on her lips.
It was weird but as Ransom gazed at her body, his dark eyes so intense, all of a sudden she felt terribly shy.
He’d hooked his fingers in her waistband and was slowly sliding the scrap of garment off her h*ps but when she covered his hands with hers he stopped.
“I…could you turn out the light?” She held her breath, waiting for him to laugh at her, but it never came.
Instead, he gave her a gentle smile. “Honey, you have a beautiful body,” he whispered, his lips mere inches away from her private place. “I want to see you. Let me worship your body. Please.”
Solie bit her lip. How could she say no? How could she refuse the man who had slipped in the back door and stolen her heart when she wasn’t looking? She could feel the heat rise in her cheeks but she clenched her fists by her sides and drew in a deep breath. Then she nodded.
Ransom smiled again then turned his attention back to his task. He drew her panties over her h*ps and down the length of her leg then slipped her feet out and tossed it onto the floor. He was climbing back up her body when she shook her head.
“Should I stop?” His eyes skimmed her face.
“Your turn,” she said, her voice husky. “I want to see you, too.”
“My pleasure,” he said and in one swift move his jeans and boxer shorts were gone.
Ransom straightened and stood before Solie, his body glowing softly in the light, his face half hidden in the shadows.
Thankfully, his lower half was hidden, too. Contrary creature that she was, as much as she wanted to see him she was actually relieved that she hadn’t seen it all. Not yet. For now she would revel in the beauty of his broad shoulders, his muscled chest and rippling abs, knowing that he would soon be hers.
Then, as she gazed up at him Ransom made his move, slowly sliding up her body, planting kisses along the way. Inch by inch he moved up the length of her legs until he came to a halt, his lips hovering just over her mound.
Solie clamped her eyes shut and held her breath. Oh God, please don’t let him do that. I’m not ready-
Her body jerked, knocking that last thought out of her mind. Ransom’s lips were on her and he was massaging her so expertly, sliding his tongue over her sensitive bud, sending jolts of electricity shooting up her body.
Even as her body shuddered he gave her one last lick and then he was moving again, feathering kisses up every tingling inch of her till he was capturing her lips in a kiss so urgent, so ravenous, that all she could do was cling to him and moan.
When he released her lips she reached up to pull him back down but he shook his head.
“I want more,” he whispered then bent his head to nuzzle her neck. “Are you ready?”
She’d never been more ready in her life. As he kissed the sensitive skin behind her ear, sending delightful shivers up her body, she slid her hands down to boldly caress the smooth skin of his taut bare butt.
When his h*ps jerked in response, pressing the length of his hardness against her leg, she sighed. “I’m ready,” she whispered back.
As soon as she said the words Ransom smiled – she could feel his lips curve against her neck – then he slid a hand beneath the pillows and she heard the crackle of what could only be a condom packet in his hand.
When he rolled away Solie closed her eyes, waiting while he sheathed himself.
Within seconds he was back, gathering her in his arms, holding her close. When he lowered his face to hers she was ready for his kiss.
As his tongue slipped past her lips Solie moaned and opened to receive him. When he lowered his h*ps between her legs she relaxed under him and when the tip of his manhood grazed her center, now moist and ready for his entry, she slid her hands back to his bottom, pulling him into her, urging him on.
Taking the cue, Ransom positioned himself and as he deepened the kiss he entered her in one clean thrust, burying himself in her warm, moist core.
“Mmmh.” Solie moaned into his mouth, her body stiffening at his entry but Ransom stayed still, not moving, giving her the time she needed to adjust to the feel of him inside.
When he broke the kiss it was to lower his head to nibble on her ear. “Move with me, baby,” he whispered as his hand slid down her body to cup her bottom. “You feel so damn good.”
Emboldened by his praise Solie raised her legs to wrap them around his lean h*ps and then she was moving under him and as she moved he thrust into her, slowly, smoothly then faster until her breath came in quick gasps to the rhythm of his moves.
“Yes, honey, just like that,” Ransom said in a throaty whisper.
“Ooh, yes. Please don’t stop.” She was begging again, pleading, but it felt so good. As he thrust deeper and deeper into her, Solie’s fingers moved up to tickle his spine then as the passion soared inside she raked her nails up his back, drawing a guttural groan from his lips.
Like she’d pulled his trigger his body spasmed, jerking like he’d lost control, driving him deep inside her. “Aah, God. Solie…”
In perfect tandem with him, Solie felt the first fiery sparks and then the fireworks shot through her body, making her wrap her arms around Ransom, clutching him close as her body splintered into a million pulsating pieces.