Her bra felt uncomfortable but the smell of oak trees spurred her forward as her body temperature shot so high a thermometer would explode. Her body pressed against his groin, and she could feel the huge, hard length of him that waited for her.
Her knees were weak as he moved her to the bed. Alice fell back, wrapping her legs around John's so he landed with her in the center of the mattress.
He leaned above her, his fingers trailing down her body. At her chest she turned so his fingers would unhook her black satin bra. He smiled. "You're in a rush."
"Hardly. I've waited all my life for you."
His breath caught behind his lips as her bra fell to the side and her breasts were freed from restraint. "Pink."
Laughter bubbled as she gleaned his interest. He'd probably dated gorgeous women the past few years. No one like her. Then his lips pressed against her pink pebbles and she moaned instead. This felt like heaven.
Alice pressed her mouth together to stop her reaction, but then he did it again to her other breast. Another sound came out of her that vibrated from inside her soul.
Her hands traced against his perfectly sculpted body and she tugged his boxer briefs down over the hard length of his penis. She had to see all of him.
He leaned up so she could work off his boxers. She threw them aside and then stared at his loins. He was bigger than any man she'd ever seen, and adrenaline rushed in her veins. "Will that fit?"
"We'll find out."
Heat radiated through her smile. Yes, she would find out. Her hands traced his shoulders and reached his neck. He leaned down and kissed her again.
Her soul soared.
His fingers traced her body and reached her panties.
Every heartbeat reverberated in her ears as he lowered her plain white cotton panties like they were spun of pure gold.
His fingers traced the sensitive skin of her thighs and the hot brush of his hand sent her toward an edge as he touched her in her secret apex.
No more barriers existed between them.
His mouth kissed every inch of her body.
Goosebumps grew everywhere. The hunger for him ached inside her. She opened her legs and wrapped herself around him.
His eyebrows shot up. "You are impatient. We've got all night."
She shrugged, but then said nothing. He ripped open a condom and rolled it on fast—next time, she'd help him put it on.
His eyes were bright as he stared at her. Part of him had to care about her, even if they had no future beyond the here and now.
Then he kissed her shoulder as he slid inside her.
Her body stretched for him and the sweet ache made her moan.
When he was fully inside her, her body pulsated with desire and moved on its own.
The pleasure she felt sent her entire body soaring. Their bodies were entwined in a rhythm.
The music in her heart and body reached a crescendo. She lost the ability to think or feel. Her soul seemed to have left her an aching need of desire.
