Page 85 of Last Fall

So when he pulled me closer, I craved more and asked for it. He tested me by touching and massaging as he searched my body, looking for what Iwanted.

I was pretty sure I passed because he smiled. “How doesthisfeel?”

I ground against him. “Like I want to feel your mouth on me.” Did I just say that? Oh yesIdid.

His eyes widened. “Isthatso?”

I nodded, trying really, really hard to notblush.

“Rightnow?”

I noddedagain.

He dropped to his knees, peeling my uniform yoga pants and underwear downmylegs.

All I felt when he kissed my clit waspleasure.

Well, pleasureandexcitement. His mouth was oh, so warm and soft. Nice and,oh...ohmy.Yes.

He spread me, searching deeper, groaning in pleasure the way I always hoped a man would when he kissed me there. My hips began to move and Erik hooked my leg over his shoulder, hands on my hips to hold me steady as he tasted, licked, and sucked, learning me and arousing me ratherquickly.

And then he took things up a notch, sliding a finger into the mix. I gasped at the very pleasant, very newsensation.

“That’s enough. On the bed,” hegrowled.

When I didn’t move fast enough he picked me up, depositing me exactly where he wanted me, with his mouth back where it was before I had a chance to say anything. So instead I gripped the edge of the mattress and bowed up, gasping. He alternated fingers and tongue, taking his time and seeming to enjoy himself if the sounds he was making were anyindication.

“Erik,” I gasped. “Can you slow down? I’m...” Half mad? Wild? “I want to touchyou,too.”

He kissed the inside of my thigh, glancing up. “Sorry. Was I stealing allthefun?”

“A little.” I shrugged “Not that I minded.” As he rocked back on his heels I bit my lip. “I’ve just waited a long time and I didn’t want to missanything.”

He stood. “Well then by all means.Havefun.”

So I did. I took my time undressing him, stripped him naked just like my sexy, strong heroines did in my books. Turns out, it’s just as fun in real life. Then I sat on the edge of the bed. Instead of holding and stroking him like I had a week ago, Ilicked.

He gasped insurprise. “Zoe...”

“Does thatfeelgood?”

“God, yes.Amazing.”

So I did it again, this time gripping him at his base so I could lick around the crown of his head. “Stillgood?”

His hips thrust forward. “Very unexpected. Very, very,verygood.”

I sucked, taking him into my mouth, testing and learning, then took him deep. He tasted salty and new. I really liked the way his breath kept coming faster, the way his fingers stroked my hair. None of this felt wrong or like some sort of obligation. It was intimate and it was a gift I was happytogive.

“Zoe.” He placed a hand on myshoulder.

I pulled out to the tip and with one last swirl,lookedup.

And up and up, because now I was on my back again, this time in the middle of the mattress. “Just you and me?” he asked, frantically reaching forhisbag.

“Just youandme.”

He whipped out a condom. “We’llgoslow.”