When the Heart Lies - By Christina North Page 0,100

pulled her from the couch—onto her feet, and into his arms. He backed them into the bedroom, kissing her en route. When the back of his legs hit the bed, he sat, pushed her gently away from him, and leaned back onto his forearms.

“Take your clothes off for me. I need to be able to picture you. I need to burn you into my memory.”

His words, his stare, that moment –he could’ve asked anything of her, and she would’ve done it. Reaching around, she unzipped her dress. It fell around her feet, leaving only her strapless, black lace bra, panties, and garter stockings. She stepped out of the dress and started to kick off her heels. He raised his hand to stop her.

“Save those for last.”

With the snap of two fingers, she unclasped her bra, and it fell to the floor. They locked eyes, and she seductively wiggled out of her panties. When she stepped away, the lace caught on one of her heels. She bent her knee, bringing the heel and the panties up behind her. With a sexy smile, she reached back to grab them, lost her balance, and did a three sixty trying to catch them. Like a cat chasing his tail. When she finally caught the stubborn panties, she tossed them right into his wide-eyed grin. He grasped them in midair, an inch or so from his face. Recovered and confident again, she lifted her foot into his lap for him to remove the sexy black pump. He removed both, slowly. When his thumb ran firm along her instep, it burned her core. He kissed her to her knees and slid the tip of his tongue sensuously along her inner thigh, nibbling as he went. Both hands slid up her outer thighs, and in turn, he peeled off each stocking, sliding them sensuously down her legs. Slowly, softly, he ran his hand across her taut belly, following with kisses as he went. He buried his face into her middle, inhaled, and released a faint rumble.

“My God, you’re perfect.” He said the words between ragged breaths as he stood and turned her back to his front. When he buried his face in her neck—her weak spot, his hands cradled her breasts. Fingers and thumbs pinched and rolled her hardened nipples firmly. The sound of her own whines echoed in her ears. Swollen and hard, he pressed divinely against her ass. Half kissing, half-nibbling and licking, he slid his silky lips down her spine and brought them back up slowly.

Instinctively, she rocked back to connect with his hardness. He teased her and inched himself beyond her reach. Her moans begged for him. As he reached around and slid his fingers between her legs, he seized one breast, caressing, and drew her firmly against him. When she faltered from his touch, he steadied her. She pulled his head downward, from behind, and his mouth nuzzled her neck. Her head fell back and pressed against his. Words formed unconsciously and came rough and unrecognizable from her throat. “My God—where did you come from?”

A guttural moan escaped him, and he let himself fall back onto the bed, reversing her position so she was straddling him. Her hair fell covering her face. He held it back, and watched her as she sheathed him fully into the heat they created. She moved along, stroking him from within. As his eyes glided over her, they produced ripples of shiver heightening her sensations. Her body shuddered as she gasped short breaths and held his gaze through her orgasm. A teardrop fell on the hand that held her hair. She turned her head away.

He stopped her, and his hands brought her eyes back to his. “Please, don’t ever turn away from me. I want your tears to fall on me. Always.”

She leaned down kissing him. Her lips burning, full and moist, met his with crazed passion. She rode him close to his body, her orgasm building again.

His mouth abandoned hers. He ignored her parting whines of discontent while tugging on her lower lip. “I have to see you.”

Eyes connected, bodies and minds joined together, the completion of their union rocked them, giving way to gentle waves of final yielding motion. When she collapsed onto him, she wept at the thought of leaving him. As she slept, he held her with his lips against her temple. He held her like that until she slept.

“I’ll love you forever,” he whispered into the darkness. Wrapping himself around her, he