The Tycoon's Unexpected Baby (The Abbot Sisters #3) - Elizabeth Lennox Page 0,24

were you thinking about after you left me last night?”

“You,” he told here without hesitation. “About all the ways I was going to make love to you. About how many times I was going to make love to you. Wondering what you taste like, what you feel like, what you smell like. Everywhere,” he finished and received the expected blush.

“That’s a lot of thinking,” she whispered, returning his words.

“I didn’t think about wrapping myself up in your sweater.” He moved closer and felt her reciprocate.

“Would it have worked?”

He shook his head. “I doubt anything would have worked last night. Nothing other than this,” and he kissed her. Slow and heavy, deepening the kiss when she whimpered, pulling her closer and closer until she was draped over his lap. He held her head so that he could deepen the kiss, and Pepper wrapped her arms around his neck, shifting on his lap so that she could press her breasts against the hard planes of his chest.

Dimitri forced himself to slow down, to show her how good things could be. He slipped a hand under her sweater, finding that incredibly soft skin underneath. She gasped against his mouth and arched into his hand, silently inviting more.

He wasn’t capable of denying her. Shifting her body, he pulled her closer. Just like last night, she straddled his hips, freeing his hands to touch her. He stroked her back, lifting the material of her soft sweater higher and higher. Eventually, he simply pulled the sweater off, tossing it onto the floor. Then he looked at her, taking in her soft, full breasts held by the thinnest, sheerest piece of lace. Her nipples were dark and puckered, just waiting for him to taste them. She gasped and stiffened as soon as his mouth covered one of those enticing peaks.

“Dimitri!” she gasped, and wrapped her arms around his neck, arching so that she pressed that delicious bud into his mouth, groaning when he flicked it with his tongue.

He impatiently released the clasp on the bra, tossing it aside, then he continued with his teasing, eliciting more groans and hisses from Pepper, telling him exactly what she liked and…well, she liked it all!

He was only barely aware of her hips pressing against his erection until she started moving faster, clutching at his head. Looking into her eyes, Dimitri was startled to realize that she was close. So damn close that she was almost frantic with it!

“Eimai edo, moro mou,” he whispered into her ear. “Just let it happen.” He moved his mouth to her other nipple, pinching the first with his fingers. Moments later, her screams exploded from her as her body stilled. He could feel her climax echo through every part of him even though he was still fully clothed. She was still half clothed, but this…this was beautiful and sensuous and…he had to close his eyes to regain control of his body even though he wanted to watch her, to see the lovely release in her eyes.

“Thank you!” she sighed, her body melting against his.

He laughed despite the pain of his own need. She felt so damn good! Her soft, full breasts pressed against his chest were like…heaven!

When she pulled back, looking at him, her eyes seemed confused. “That’s never happened before.”

His hands encircled her waist, sliding along her skin. “Never climaxed? Or never climaxed from just stimulation on your breasts?”

She blushed, trying to slide off his lap but he grabbed hold of her hips and held her still.

“Never…with a man before,” she admitted.

Dimitri stilled. “You’ve never climaxed during sex?”

She shook her head, trying to cover her naked breasts. He took her hands, pulling them away so that he could enjoy the view. “No. Never.”

Dimitri realized that she hadn’t said that she’d never climaxed. Just never with a man, which meant that she’d given herself pleasure alone. And damn if that didn’t turn him on even more. “One day, you’re going to show me how you do that,” he purred. Then he stood up, holding her close. “But right now, I’d like to see you do that all over again. But naked this time.” He laid her down on her colorful bed, then stood up and practically ripped his shirt off.

“Shouldn’t we talk? Find a public place and have dinner?” she asked worriedly as his hands moved to his belt buckle.

“Yes. We’ll talk. But first, we’re going to slake some of this lust,” he warned, tossing his slacks and boxers aside. He paused, letting her look