Five Dates with the Billionaire - Alyssa J. Montgomery Page 0,37
ponytail so it fell like a dark silky curtain around her gorgeous face. Then he captured one of her hands in his and turned it so he could place a kiss on her palm and let his teeth scrape across the fleshy pad beneath her thumb.
He wasn’t the one who was untried here but he was in unchartered territory. He’d never made love to a virgin.
He kissed the inside of her wrist then allowed the tip of his tongue to flick up before he drew her index finger into his mouth and sucked on it.
Mia’s eyes widened and her pupils dilated with pleasure. ‘You… That’s amazing.’
‘I’m going to introduce you to erogenous zones you never knew you possessed,’ he promised. ‘We’ll both learn what you enjoy most.’
Placing his hands at her waist he let them move over her taut skin, exploring the outline of her body, splaying across her firm stomach before travelling along the valley of her spine. He released the hooks of her bra and eased the straps off her shoulders and down her arms. There was no suppressing his groan as he admired the beauty of her unfettered breasts as they rose and fell with each shallow breath of excitement.
‘Touch me,’ she urged, as the bra dropped to the floor between them.
‘I think I’m the one who’s being seduced,’ he said, as he cupped her breasts in his hands and rejoiced in the feel of them.
‘Oh!’ Her head fell back a little, exposing the creamy flesh of her neck.
Connor seized the opportunity to taste the skin in the hollow at the base of her neck and to lick a little along her slender collarbones. Briefly, he shifted his attention to nibble at the sensitive shell of her ear before he zeroed in on the delightfully rosy areola of her breast. He drew the nipple, that pouted proudly and invitingly, deep into his mouth and revelled in her responsiveness as she rasped his name and made little sounds that drove him crazy with fervent need.
He fell to his knees before her, kissed down her body as his fingers worked to unbutton and unzip her pants and send them dropping to the floor.
One hand cupped her mound and found the silk and lace of her knickers damp with her arousal. ‘You’re so ready.’
‘Yes,’ she whispered as she placed each hand at the side of his head and urged him to stand back up. ‘But let me discover you.’
The second he stood, her hands bunched the material of his polo shirt to reef it up over his head. Then her fingers, completely lacking any finesse, grappled with the fastening of his trousers, her knuckles brushing against his turgid erection through the material and making him clench his teeth together to keep himself from bursting at her touch.
‘No,’ he grated out. ‘You’ll send me crazy and this’ll all be over before it’s begun.’
Sweeping her protest aside and her body up into his arms, he carried her further into the suite so he could set her down on his bed. She was delectable. So God-damned desirable, the need to possess her warred with the need to savour every second as the passion ramped up between them.
‘Let me see all of you.’ In response to his request she raised her hips and began easing her knickers down. He did a double-take. ‘You’re blond.’
‘Yes.’
Amazing. He’d heard of brunettes turning themselves into blonds but never the other way around. It seemed a strange choice. Still, her dark hair and blue eyes were a potent combination.
His mouth dried as she bent her legs, removed the lacy garment completely then let it drop over the side of the bed. It was a seductive move. He would’ve called it a practised move if it weren’t for the colour that blotched across her chest and the deep muscle tremor in her calves.
‘I feel rather exposed,’ she admitted. ‘I think you should even things up.’
Loving that she could express her needs, he removed his wallet from his trousers and took out several foil packets to put them on the bedside table.
‘Oh!’ She blushed a deeper red. ‘Good thinking!’
Connor didn’t waste time replying. Instead he got on with removing his pants. The awed appreciation in her eyes as she gazed upon his nakedness made him feel omnipotent and painfully aware of the hard need between his legs, impatient for release.
Sinking to the mattress on his knees he bent over to kiss her tenderly. ‘Better?’