What's Life Without the Sprinkles - By Misty Simon Page 0,55

her thighs to his, thrusting his tongue into her open mouth and taking command of the kiss.

He turned her so he rested against the door. She wasn’t sure her knees would hold her up while he plundered and took, giving back in kind. But his arms locked around her kept her upright. For now, at least.

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Nate’s mind whirled while his hands roamed up Claudia’s back and cupped the base of her skull, changing the angle of the kiss. She followed his lead. Her fingers crept into his short hair and played with the neckline his barber had put there just the other day. The exposed skin was tender and sensitive. Her light touch sent a shudder through his body and had his cock swelling in his pants. She must have felt him getting hard, because she gasped into his mouth and snuggled up closer, cradling him against her stomach.

He slipped his hands up under her hair, loving the way the strands sifted through his fingers and clung to the calluses on his palms. He changed the angle yet again. Tilting her back just a little, he pressed his hand to her spine, wishing she wore a shirt instead of this dress. He wanted to feel her flesh under his now that he’d let himself get a taste of her lips. He swept his hand from her spine to her butt and reached for the hem.

She surprised him by revealing a hidden zipper on her side. Yanking it down, she then shoved his hand into the opening and pressed it to her tightly beaded nipples under her satiny bra. Something about this whole thing felt illicit, but when she pressed more fully into his palm, he could do nothing less than feel her.

“God, yes, Nate.” She moaned into his mouth then nibbled on his tongue. He was so hard in his pants he could have drilled a hole in the wall.

But her voice snapped inside him. He leaned his forehead against hers, keeping just far enough away to feel her breath feathering his lips. “You’re my friend. I shouldn’t be doing this.”

Her fingers speared through the short sides of his hair, and she grabbed his ears. Yanking his head up, she stared into his eyes. “Don’t you dare get all noble on me now. I want you to take me and take me hard. Forget everything else and feel me.” She let go of his ears, pulling her dress farther up her thighs and tugging it to her waist. The fabric at her side gaped, leaving one breast peeking out through the hole.

Despite his thoughts to the contrary just a minute ago, he could in fact do this, his mouth watering at the duskiness of her nipple barely cresting the demi cup of her bra. He’d die if he didn’t take the pebble into his mouth and suck it for all he was worth.

And he wasn’t planning on dying today. Though he was apparently going to heaven.

Her skin in his mouth was the best thing he’d ever tasted. The faint vanilla trailing on her skin made him wild. He drew and drew on her breast, listening to her moans and words of ecstasy. With her skirt bunched up around her waist, he could also reach other parts of her, as close to heaven as he figured he’d ever get.

He trailed a finger up the inside of her leg, lingering at the lace holding up her thigh-high stockings. That small strip of lace and elastic made him mad for more. When he finally found his way to the soft skin beside the edge of her panties, he had a brief flash of not being able to go on. But Claudia disabused him of that notion right away when she thrust her pelvis into his hand and he felt the silky wetness dampening her panties.

He gave out a groan that she answered.

“God, you’re so wet.”

“Take me.” Her hands fisted in his hair and dragged his mouth back up to hers.

Her hips were restless under his probing fingers. She took one and then two with ease. Her inner walls squeezed him as her tongue thrust deep into his mouth. She was wild, and he wanted her more than he’d wanted anything in his entire life.

“Come for me,” he whispered in her ear, licking the delicate shell, loving the moans that were growing louder with every circle of his index finger. “Come for me.”

“No.” She tossed her head back and forth. “I want you inside