The Father of Her Son - By Kathleen Pickering Page 0,68
her against him, kissing her softly, slowly, holding her close. When he slid his hand along the length of her leg, murmuring how smooth her skin was, tingles shot up and into that place deep inside her growing hotter by the second. She pressed against his hand with abandon until his hand slipped under her dress on a slow but urgent mission upward.
Sprawled next to her, his body seemed much larger than hers, but she liked the power of him. That fleeting thought surprised her but she lost concentration when his hand burrowed past the lace of her panties to her soft mound beneath. He captured her mouth to silence her gasp, kissing her long and deep, his fingers teasing her hot spot. Then, with both hands he explored upward, tracing the smooth plane of her stomach with one hand while the other slid underneath to caress her behind. He kept kissing her with slow, deep, languid kisses trailing from her mouth down the pulse of her neck until she was drunk with want. Pressing himself against her with the weight of his erection heavy against her thigh, she didn’t think she could tolerate another moment of his teasing. She wanted him inside her. She wanted him now.
They could take their time later.
She tugged at his shirt, but he wasn’t stopping long enough for that. He kept kissing her, exploring her body, pulling her panties down. She bent one knee to slip the garment from her leg, giving Evan access to her. A moan of pleasure rose in his throat. His gaze drank in the length of her leg as his hand retraced its path up her thigh. He bent his head, kissing the inside of her knee, his mouth and tongue following his hand up to her most sensitive area gently exploring and nuzzling the silken amber curls at her core.
She thought she’d scream with want. He must have sensed her body tense. His hand and mouth abandoned their sweet torture to push her sundress up. His kisses traveled upward, tasting the soft skin of her belly. He raised himself, his eyes seeking hers with the heat and torment of a man who couldn’t wait much longer. She sighed at the sheer emotion coloring his face.
The power of his body over hers didn’t frighten her as she had feared. No, it had the opposite effect. This was one possession to which she’d surrender. The heavy weight of him made her feel safe, wanted and most of all, understood. Evan was responding to her body like a symphony in motion. Everything felt right. Holy Blessed Mother she wanted more!
She reached for his belt. When he realized she was trying to undress him, his heated gaze turned questioning. She met the fierce want in those blue eyes and whispered, “I can’t wait.”
His mouth softened into a roguish smile. “Ah, Kelly.”
He pulled off his shirt while she struggled with his belt buckle. She stopped for a moment to lay a hand on the nicely honed plane of his abs. He smiled, then helped her undo his pants and dark briefs until he kicked them free. He took the moment to pull a condom from the drawer next to his bed before she reached for him once more, tangling his tanned, muscled legs with hers. The brush of the hair on his legs teased her thighs, sending frissons of delight up her spine.
She pushed against him while he made quick work of the condom, but he pushed back, easing between her legs. The raw sensation of his skin against hers sent pinpricks of pleasure through her. Evan slipped the sundress farther up, the flat of his palms skimming up her torso, over her breasts and along her arms only to tangle in her hair as the dress piled above her head on the bed. Rising over her once more, he nipped at her breasts brimming over the top of her lace bra while his hand slipped beneath her back to unclasp the hook. She arched to accommodate him and felt his hardness pressing against her. The sound of his heated breathing drove her further into mindless desire.
He stopped to behold her naked body, a murmur of appreciation escaping his lips.
She’d have none of it.
With both hands she grabbed his face, raising her mouth to his. The action brought him down on her, planting his erection closer to her essence. He covered her breasts with his chest, searing his skin to hers. He kissed