under that thin hospital gown. The form revealed by her uniform hadn’t disappointed at all. She was fit and firm, soft and feminine in all the right places.
But he hadn’t really expected the bounty before him now. She filled his palms and then some, the pinkish tan of her nipples calling out to him. He couldn’t resist any longer.
Teasing one excited nipple with his fingers, he dipped his head to capture the other one in his mouth.
Good Lord in heaven, what that man could do with his mouth. Sarah gasped as Xavier made her body dance to his tune. She’d never had so much pleasure from such a simple act.
She’d also never been so decadent as to allow a comparative stranger to feel her up on her kitchen counter before. She’d never look at this room the same way again. She just knew it.
Then again, Xavier and she were closer than they would normally have been on such short acquaintance. Facing danger—and a zombie—together had that effect. He knew just how to touch her, just the right pressure to apply, to make her want to whimper with pleasure. To make her want more.
Her robe was wide-open up top and gaping around her legs. The studly Captain Beauvoir had wasted no time in claiming a place between her thighs. It was all she could do not to rub her aching core against the hard ridge in his pants. In fact, she resisted the urge with everything that was in her, even as she begged for his tongue to continue working its magic on her breast.
He switched sides, pausing to blow a stream of air over her wet nipple. Oh, man! He really knew how to make her squirm.
“Xavier, unh…” She was reduced to incoherence when he used his teeth on her. He was gentle, but she felt the masked force of his nibbles. They quaked through her tummy like ripples of something that closely resembled orgasm. If he really tried, she bet he could make her come just like this. Forget about fucking her. All he had to do was fondle her breasts and she was putty in his hands. The man was dangerous.
“What, cherie? Do you want more?” His accent grew thicker when he was aroused. It made her hotter as well.
“More. Yeah.” She would agree to anything if he’d just keep touching her exactly like that. One hand continued to tease her breast while his lips worked their magic on the other one. His other hand drifted down to her waist, working on the knot that held her robe together. She didn’t care. She wanted it gone, too. She didn’t want any barriers between him and her skin.
In fact, she moved to help. Between them, they wrestled the knot free and he shoved the robe out of the way. It pooled around her as she shrugged out of only one of the sleeves. She was too busy attacking the button at the waist of his pants to drop the other sleeve.
“Whoa, darlin’.” Xavier intercepted, freeing the button himself and disposing of the others just as easily. Her hand slipped inside, down past the soft cotton of his briefs and within to touch the long, hard length of him.
He shuddered as she gripped him, his eyes closing as he felt the impact of her touching him. Then he reclaimed her mouth with his, kissing the daylights out of her while she fondled his cock and he played with her breasts.
The ringing phone sent an unpleasant shock between them. Xavier drew back.
“I’d better get that,” Sarah whispered.
She tried to pull her hand out from his shorts, but he stayed her, one large hand gripping hers, pressing her into him for one long, torturous moment while he held her gaze. The intimacy wasn’t lost on her. He was staking some sort of claim, even as he started to let her go. He held her hand as it emerged from his pants, taking a short moment to kiss her palm before letting her go completely.
He stepped away, his gaze lingering on her body, especially between her spread thighs. She blushed, clapping her legs together and hopping down off the kitchen counter. Grabbing her robe as she went, she reached for the kitchen phone, hanging on the wall near the back door.
It was her friend Terry, calling to see how she was feeling. Sarah shrugged into her robe and retied it as she reassured her best friend that she was on the mend. Terry