Page 11 of Finding You
Andrew bent lower until he slid his large hands under the hem of her blue bandage dress that stopped just above her knees. As he slowly lifted the hem of the dress upward, his strong, calloused hands grazed the side of her bare legs, and she bit down on her lower lip to keep from groaning.
The man had barely touched her, yet he aroused all her senses with each touch, whether intentional or not. As he slowly stood, the dress rose with him.
Raven lifted her arms above her head, surprised at how comfortable she felt with him. Being with a relative stranger might’ve given her pause at first, but she refused to allow this moment to be awkward. She wanted this. She wanted him more than she was willing to admit.
Once Andrew had the dress over her head, he tossed it to a nearby chair, leaving her in a light-blue, lace bra and pantie set and four-inch sandals. Raven was glad she had chosen to wear the lacy items. Though she loved lingerie, she didn’t often splurge the way she’d done with this set. But considering the way this man was checking her out, she planned to change that.
“Wow,” he said, heat in his eyes as his gaze did another slow stroll down her body. “You’re absolutely gorgeous.”
Raven beamed, and a thrill shot through her at the compliment. “Thank you,” she said, then squeaked and laughed when he scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He carefully laid her down as if she were made of glass, and when he stood back, she squirmed under his perusal.
He didn’t speak as he lifted the polo shirt over his head. Next were his shoes, and then he started working on his belt. All the while he didn’t take his gaze off her.
The intensity in his eyes while he visually devoured her had her pulse thumping and her body growing hotter. With just a look, he had her so turned on, she physically ached for him. The way her nipples pebbled and pushed against the lace, she feared they’d poke a hole through the delicate material.
Yeah, it was definitely getting hot in here.Or maybe she was all hot and bothered because of how he stood before her now in only his black boxer briefs. Not only was he handsome and sexy, but his body looked as if it had been carved from stone. There was no fat anywhere on the man.
The corded muscles on his arms. The six-pack he was sporting where his abs contracted with each move. The narrow waist with no love handles. The man was a work of art, and then her attention went lower to his thick bulge pressing behind the material of his briefs.
All Raven could think was—yes, please. Her nipples tightened, and she had to squeeze her thighs together because the way he looked, it wasn’t going to take long for her to climax. It had been awhile since she’d had sex, and she was long overdue. Between Andrew’s pretty face, sexy deep voice, and his rock-hard body, he might not even have to touch her. Just looking at him had her juices flowing.
“You keep looking at me like that, I won’t be responsible for losing control before I can even get you naked,” Andrew cracked, and Raven laughed.
“I can’t help it. You’re, you’re… really big,” she murmured, then regretted her thoughts had come out of her mouth. “I mean…”
He chuckled. “No need to explain,” he said with humor as he slid his boxer briefs down his muscular thighs, allowing his penis to sprang free.
Good Lord. The man was more than big. He was thick, long, and just, just… perfect. She wanted to reach out and…
“I have to admit, I like the way you’re staring at me,” he said, a wicked gleam in his dark-amber eyes. He set a condom next to the pillow as he climbed onto the bed. “Light blue definitely looks good on you.” He brushed the back of his hand over the blue lace covering her breast, right where one of her nipples was begging to be freed.
The stroke of his fingers had her trembling, and desire pulsed through her body as he masterfully stripped her out of her underwear.
Raven felt as if she were going to explode, and he’d barely touched her. How was that even possible? She had never been so turned on in her life. Maybe it had something to do with the thrill of doing naughty things in Vegas. She wasn’t sure, but the ripple of anticipation flowing through her had her anxious to experience everything Andrew planned to do to her.
Raven fought a smile as he unabashedly stared at her 36Ds like a man starved. He was clearly a breast man. He swiped his tongue along his lower lip, which turned her on even more. His eyes eventually met hers, and he flashed her a wicked grin, making her laugh.
“I know this is going to sound like a line, but it isn’t,” he said, hovering above her as he slowly lowered his head, bringing his face inches from hers. The fire in his eyes was almost hot enough to burn her before he said, “I’m telling the truth when I say you’re sexy as hell.”
Without giving her a chance to respond, Andrew covered her mouth with his, and he kissed her in a slow, unhurried kiss while familiarizing himself with her mouth. The kiss grew more intense with each lap of his tongue, and her arousal increased as their tongues tangled.
He lowered himself more on top of her, and his weight felt good while also making her anxious to feel him inside of her. Or maybe that had everything to do with the way his thick erection pressed against her lower stomach. Raven moaned while arching her back, grinding against him as her nipples hardened and warmth spread between her thighs.
“Mmm, baby,” he said in a low rumble when she palmed his firm butt cheeks and squeezed.
The move brought them even closer, and feeling his hardness rubbing against her was driving her insane. She had never begged a man to sex her up, but she was about to if he didn’t do it on his own.
For the next few minutes as the music played in the background, Andrew sucked, licked, kissed and loved on her body from her lips on down to her ankles. There was a possessiveness in the way he kissed and touched her. Between that and his intoxicating woodsy scent, she was a goner. By the time he slipped on a condom, Raven was panting and practically ready to leap out of her skin.
He moved between her thighs, and she opened wider for him. Reaching between them, Andrew slowly slid a finger into her core, and she gasped, arching her back off the mattress.
“Damn, baby. You’re definitely wet for me. You okay?” he asked, his seductive voice even deeper if that were possible.
Raven nodded as his finger was replaced with the head of his penis, circling her opening.
“Andrew,” she said, sounding as desperate as she felt. Lifting her hips from the bed, she hoped he caught the hint thatshe wanted him inside of her. He did. As he lowered his mouth to hers and hungrily kissed her, he took his time sliding into her heat.
She whimpered at how good and snug he felt inside of her. He didn’t move right away, but when he started thrusting, Raven’s inner muscles tightened around his length. As he moved, she caught his rhythm, and they moved in perfect sync.
