Hands on top of hers, he stilled their progress. “I want you to know something, Sam.” His gaze bored into her. “There’s never been a woman in here.” His head rolled side to side as though amazed at something. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I don’t know what it is, but I want to enjoy every moment of it.” His grip tightened as he spoke. “I want you so bad, I can’t think straight. But, I’d like to take this slow.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “To savor every moment.” He brushed his lips across her forehead. “I want to remember exactly how you look standing here.” His hands slid down her arms to her waist, coming to rest on her hips. “How it feels to undress you, one button at a time until you are naked, lying in my bed. Waiting.”
Sam couldn’t get enough air. Those softly spoken words were more powerful than any aphrodisiac, skyrocketing her desire and cementing her love.
A shiver ran though her as she basked in the passion flowing from those grey orbs. “Slow is over-rated.”
The sensual upturn of his mouth made her knees weak.
“Not if it’s done right.” He took one of her hands and stepped back to give her space. “Kick off your shoes. Slowly.”
Anticipation hurried her along as first one, then the other ended up across the room.
“That wasn’t slow.”
He moved to the chair beside the bed and sat down. “This is slow.” Eyes locked with hers, he toed the heel of one boot off and placed it beside the chair. The second one soon followed. “Come here.”
When she stood in front of him, he skimmed his hands over her hips, leisurely pulled the blouse from the waistband of her slacks, and slid his hands underneath to cup her breasts before he slid his hands down her sides to her hips, and let the shirttail fall. With deliberate care, he opened each button of her blouse. One. By. One.
She gasped when his warm breath touched her skin, followed by the lightest touch of his lips. Hands fisted in his hair held him in place as his tongue slid over her body.
Her stomach clinched, and her knees threatened to give way when he licked the exposed flesh with agonizing precision.
A gentle nudge and the silky fabric pooled on the floor behind her. Callused hands once again cupped the laced-covered fullness of her breasts, thumbs rubbing the hard peaks until she squirmed and pressed against them.
“Still think slow is over-rated?” His mouth traced the path of his thumbs, teeth scraping across each sensitive point, muffling his words.
“Wh-who c-can think?”
He undid the leather belt on her slacks and released the button. The raspy slide of the zipper turned her knees to Jello and reduced each breath to a jerky gasp.
The only thing preventing her from melting into a puddle on the floor was a firm grip on his shoulders. Every nerve in her body tingled with anticipation as the material slithered down her hips. Heat rippled under her skin as a rush of desire unlike anything she’d ever known coursed through her.
His lips seared a path down her ribcage to her stomach while one hand explored her soft, inner thigh. “Coop…”
He stood and crushed her to him, the hunger of his lips sending her to new heights of ecstasy. He showered moist kisses along her jaw, to the base of her neck and across her shoulder. In a heartbeat, her bra joined the growing pile on the floor.
She swooned and gripped the front of his shirt. “I need to touch you.” Slender fingers shook as she pulled the edges of his shirt apart, the snaps making it easy to rid him of it. His tee shirt followed in rapid succession. She ran her fingers through the thick mat of curls, before leaning in to nip at one tight nipple.
His tormented groan proved a heady invitation, and she repeated the maneuver on the other one. She tugged at the buttons on his jeans, fingers pressing against his hot center, producing another groan of pleasure.
She ran her hands up his chest, raking her nails over the dark nipples, enjoying the way his muscles tightened and jerked when she rubbed her cheek against him before teasing the taunt nubs with her tongue.
“Damn, Sam.”
She raised up and kissed him, gasping when her pebble-hard nipples scraped against his hair-roughened chest, then slowly skimmed his jeans past his hips. Her cheek grazed him as she pushed them past his knees to the floor, taking his boxers, too.
“Shit!”
The touch of skin against skin as he eased her back on the bed stoked the fire inside.
“You take my breath away.”
The words, spoken with whispered reverence, went straight to her heart.
His kiss was achingly tender as one hand explored her body. He fondled each smooth globe, rolling the marble-hard tip between his thumb and index finger until she squirmed and moaned.
She arched up to meet him when his warm mouth covered her breast, his tongue rolling over the peak, teeth scraping against the responsive tip before he suckled each one. Her stomach convulsed when his fingertips skated around her navel. She held her breath as they teased the soft skin of her inner thigh, edging upwards to palm her femininity, fingers playing around the edges of the scrap of lace, before dipping inside.
Her nails dug in to the hard tendons of his back and neck as he delved into her delicate softness, making her buck forward. “Coop!”
He found her center, stroking it until she cried out again. When the bit of lace disappeared, and his mouth replaced his fingers, she couldn’t control an outcry of delight.
Coherent thought shattered as his hands and lips continued their greedy exploration of her body until it convulsed in a crescendo of pleasure so intense, she whimpered and shook head-to-toe.
He poised over her, body glistening with sweat, eyes focused on hers. “What have you done to me?” he whispered.
She raised up on her elbows and kissed him. “Nothing more than you have done to me.”
Restraint vanished as he pushed at her entrance. Strong arms trembled as he held back, until finally, with a guttural groan, he buried himself in her softness.
Ankles crossed over his back, their bodies in perfect harmony as, gazes locked, they found their tempo.
Slow and steady became fast and furious as they soared ever higher until the ultimate peak was reached and they exploded in deluge of fiery sensations.
Surges of ecstasy throbbed through her as she surrendered to the numbed sleep of a satisfied lover.
