Reluctant Deception - Cambria Smyth Page 0,64

murmured as her body involuntarily responded with tremors of newfound awareness. Every nerve danced in wonderful rebellion at his inquisitive touch, as his hands glided up her arm, over her shoulders and came to rest at the base of her neck. In a movement as light as spun silk, he pushed back her honey-colored hair to expose the velvet flesh behind her ear.

With infinite tenderness he brushed his lips across the soft skin exposed there then dipped his head and repeated the gesture in the soft hollow at the base of her neck.

Paralyzed by the currents of desire pulsing through her, Libby stood motionless, unable to voice any protest at his actions. When Chris gently unbuttoned her blouse to expose her shoulders, she still didn't object, nor did she complain when he kissed her there, too. But when his tongue began moving in slow, deliberate circles from her shoulder to her barely concealed breasts, a low moan of desire escaped from somewhere deep in her throat.

Reflexively she laced her fingers behind his head, tangling them in the black riot of thick, short waves there.

"Chris, we really shouldn't...," she mumbled unconvincingly.

"Hush my dear Libby," he replied huskily, his tongue sliding closer to the fully erect peaks of her breasts. “Hush.”

Libby's knees trembled when he pushed her blouse down, exposing the lacy bra covering her throbbing heart. As his lips and tongue continued their slow, maddening descent, he reached behind her and unhooked the bra which fell silently to the floor. With the gentlest of touches, he brought his hands from her back to the front, never losing contact with her trembling body. Bending even lower, now, he tenderly cupped a breast in each hand as his tongue circled first one stiffened nipple, then the other.

Libby felt she would die from the exquisite sensations he was arousing in her. Never had anyone lingered so lovingly, so thoroughly there and she was amazed by the sudden, heated response of her body. Without thinking, she pressed his head closer, wantonly arching toward him. His hands caressed and traced each hardened nipple, sending waves of pure pleasure to the core of her femininity.

"Chris, this is insanity," she breathed, her words coming out in quick gasps.

"Perhaps. But tonight it no longer matters." His voice was low, insistent.

She was helpless to prevent him from winding a trail of kisses back up her chest, over her soft neck and across her cheeks. When their lips finally met with fiery urgency, she ceased thinking and surrendered to the passion he had so skillfully nurtured.

With her tongue, she traced the strong, firm line of the lips she admired just an hour ago, delighting in the subtle, but enticing taste of coffee and chocolate lingering there. His tongue then outlined her full, swollen lips before slipping inside her mouth with unrestrained desire. Chris deepened the kiss and Libby responded with equal fervor, releasing her hands to caress his strong, muscular back. When she circled his trim waist, Chris groaned and suddenly Libby was cradled in his arms, their lips still passionately joined.

Libby barely noticed being carried out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the second floor.

Chris paused in the hallway, drawing back and looking at her questioningly. She pointed to a room at the far end, then hugged him tightly as he magically transported her to the antique carved oak bed dominating her room.

Laying Libby gently down on the thick mattress, he eased himself on top of her before resuming the deep and passionate kiss that had been interrupted.

In a dance as old as time, she surrendered, matching him in perfect harmony until she reached the pinnacle in a shattering explosion of sensation. Libby felt Chris shudder in release, too, and the sound of him calling out her name filled her with tenderness beyond reason.

Afterward, no words passed between them, just the uneven cadence of their ragged breathing mingled with the occasional chirping of early summer crickets outdoors. A gentle breeze from the open window tugged at the curtain before wafting over their bodies as they lay intimately entwined on the bed.

Chris rolled off Libby and reclined his full length against her, pulling Libby into his arms and resting her head on his solid shoulder. She snuggled close to his warmth, cherishing the pungent scent of their lovemaking combined with the spicy smell of aftershave radiating from his heated body. Libby idly stroked the dense thatch of springy hair on his sculpted chest as his breathing turned slow and