He glanced up, and his heart rocked at the sight of her standing in nothing but a tiny scrap of blue silk. So perfect. Then he reached up and slipped his fingers under the blue silk and tugged it all the way down and off.
His heart raced and his body throbbed as he stared at the naked beauty before him.
“God, Amanda, you are so beautiful.”
He nudged her backward until she was sitting on his bed. The wobble of her breasts and perky pink nipples had him leaning forward to capture one in his mouth.
“Mmm…” she moaned and grabbed his head and held on tight.
Pressing her nipple to the roof of his mouth with his tongue garnered him another moan.
He liked that. A lot.
But he was aiming to hear his name, so he released her nipple and drew back as he grasped her knees and spread her legs wider.
His heart caught at the sight before him.
Amanda leaned back on her elbows, and her breasts were still rippling from the action. Her nipples were puckered and aroused, and he felt it to the very tip of his own arousal. And her gorgeous green gaze was hungry, trusting, and willing, and he felt blessed to be the recipient.
His gaze skimmed south over the sweet swell of her hips and trembling thighs, and his mouth watered, needing to taste her again.
She grunted, and the frustration and need in her tone spurred him on.
Dipping down, he pressed his mouth to her thigh and kissed his way up, letting his hand trail ahead to caress and stroke, finding her deliciously wet.
She gasped.
His groin fisted tight. Not yet. Not until he tasted her and made her his. Made her burst with his name on her lips. He stroked her again, then again and again, before he removed his finger and blew a breath over her heated flesh.
“Dante…” she murmured on a hitched breath as she stared down at him, desire hooding her incredible green eyes.
And while he held her smoldering gaze, he leaned closer and licked.
She cried out his name once more and lifted off the mattress.
“Easy, babe.” He set a hand on her belly and gently held her in place. “I’m just getting started.”
Dante ran his hands up the back of her knees then he draped her legs over his shoulders, stopping a beat to meet her gaze again before he put his mouth back on her and stroked her with his tongue.
She let out a low, sexy moan that throbbed straight through his erection.
“Dante,” she rasped, gripping his bed covers tightly in her fists as she thrust her hips. “Don’t stop.”
Not a chance.
With his mouth too busy to reply, he held onto her sweet ass and curled his tongue to give her a different angle. That was it. She burst and his name echoed around his room in a sexy, sensuous tone he craved. Wanting to give her more, he lapped at her, drawing out her orgasm until she finally stopped rocking.
He brought her down slowly before he released her and drew back, setting her legs back onto the edge of the mattress.
Satisfaction was warm in her eyes and her chest rose and fell with her labored breathing. “Dante…that was…amazing.”
“I agree.” He kissed her thigh before he rose to peel off his clothes as fast as humanly possible.
He fished a condom from his discarded jeans. Her lush, glistening curves beckoned. If he didn’t get inside her warmth soon, he was going to explode.
After rolling on the condom, he returned to her. She hadn’t moved. She remained where he’d left her, legs draped over the side of the bed while she lay back on the mattress and smiled the most satisfied smile he’d put on her face to date.
“You look comfy.”
