bed, then promptly rolled her onto her stomach and tugged at her leggings.
It all happened so quickly. One moment, she had been pulling his hair and arching her chest into his face. The next, she was facedown and naked. A delighted thrill ran through her.
Now, who was the impatient one?
“Fuck, Tina,” he said on an exhale, discovering that she’d gone commando down there, too.
He climbed up onto the bed and straddled the backs of her thighs, the denim of his jeans providing a soft friction against her freshly shaved skin. Then he leaned over and dipped two fingers into the jar.
The cocoa butter–based lotion melted against her skin with the heat of his hands, releasing the rich aromas of chocolate, coconut, and oranges as he applied just the perfect amount of pressure.
“My mouth is watering. This smells good enough to eat.”
“It is,” she said on a moan.
He started at her neck and worked his way slowly downward. By the time he got to her ass, she was limp, relaxed, and incredibly turned on.
He dipped his fingers in the jar again and slid them along her natural creases and crevices, and she was the one holding her breath. His finger glided down from her tailbone to the needy area at the juncture of her thighs and back up. It was hard to tell if the slick wetness was the melting body butter or her body’s natural lubricant.
He repeated the gliding strokes several more times, adding a finger dip and an artful swirl each time he reached her sex.
Then, it was two fingers.
Then three.
Tina moved her hips in a desperate bid for more, but instead of giving her what she wanted, he stopped entirely.
She was about to voice a complaint when the warm weight of his body pressed against her back—his warm, naked weight—and she felt something thicker and stiffer where his fingers had been.
“I wanted to make this last,” he grumbled against her ear in a low, sexy growl as his hips rolled, sliding his cock along the outside of her sex.
It felt wonderful, but it wasn’t enough.
She slid her hand beneath her body and touched her fingers to the sensitive bundle of nerves, desperate for some contact. When his cock touched her fingers, she included him in her self-stroking action, too.
In another smooth move, demonstrating his strength and mastery of basic leverage, she was on her back, staring up into his beautiful face and lust-filled eyes.
“Say yes or say no, but say something before I lose my fucking mind.”
“Yes. One hundred thousand times yes.”
His sheathed cock teased her entrance with agonizingly shallow strokes, each one going just a hairbreadth deeper than the last. Tina lifted her knees, opening herself to him, needing more.
But he was in no hurry, his thrusts slow and controlled as he lavished her with kisses and rolled her aching nipples between his lips and fingers.
“Doc. Please.”
He paused his kisses only long enough to gaze into her eyes, a hungry smile dancing over his lips. Had any man ever looked at her with such intensity? As if she belonged to him and him alone?
In that moment, she wanted nothing more.
Without breaking eye contact, he entwined his fingers with hers and raised her hands above her head. He began to push deeper but still not enough to satisfy the need building to a fever pitch inside her.
She stretched to accommodate him, greedy for more, until he filled her completely. He was so far inside her that it was impossible to tell where he left off and she began.
She’d never felt anything so good. She’d never felt so connected to another human being. It wasn’t just his body entering hers. It was him. And they fit together perfectly.
He began to move, slowly at first, drawing back his hips in a smooth glide. Her inner muscles squeezed around him, desperate to hang on, only to relax and welcome him back a second later.
She wrapped her legs around his hips and moved with him, matching his rhythm, curling her hips to take him even deeper with each thrust as they stared into each other’s eyes, saying everything without words.
His strokes became faster, more insistent, stealing her breath away and pushing her toward a peak the likes of which she’d never experienced.
Tina tried to prolong it—she really did—but her traitorous body obeyed only him, and before long, she was clamping down around him in the throes of a powerful orgasm. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any more intense, he pushed