“Then how about you come over here and let’s see if I can lure you with something more substantial.”
She rose, walked over, and settled down on his lap. He ran a slow hand up her strong spine and down her soft but work-hardened forearm and savored her strength. As the silence between them grew thick with anticipation, he knew he wanted to be with this woman for the rest of his days. Rather than risk shattering the moment by confessing it, he leaned in and gently kissed her until it flared and deepened. Feeding on her rising desire and letting her feed on his, he eased her closer. Her body was warm, her soft-skinned neck scented from her bath. The thick black braid down her back, still damp. He moved his lips from her mouth to the shell of her ear and his hand to the small swell of her breast. Coaxing the nipple to come out and play, he savored the hushed sound of her arousal, and slowly began undoing her buttons. Drawn to her warmth, he nuzzled the exposed skin of her throat and asked, “Where’s your shift?” She was deliciously bare inside the shirt.
“It was just going to be in the way,” she replied breathlessly.
Amused by that, he moved the open halves aside and took a hardened nipple into his mouth. She crooned against the sound of the rain striking the windows. Turning attention to the other breast, he was rewarded with more vocalized delight.
“You’re so good at this . . .”
He thanked her by giving another fervent kiss. “Thank you.”
She reached down to his thigh and gave him a heated squeeze. “This feels pretty substantial.”
He groaned with pleasure.
After a few more silent moments of kisses and potent strokes that set him on fire, she whispered, “Let’s see how much more substantial I can make it.” Standing, she took his hand and led him to her bedroom.
The bedroom lay in shadows from the darkness of the storm, but the desire in his eyes was as bright as her own. On their first night together she’d been unprepared for how powerful being with the right man could be. Now, as he eased her close and brushed his mouth over hers, she knew to expect the heat of his hard frame against her own, that his fiery, intense kisses would ignite a flame in her blood, and she’d savor the solid yet gentle weight of his encasing arm. When he languidly blazed a trail against the skin of her throat, cupped her breast bared by her already opened shirt, and slowly coaxed her nipple to life, the time he took no longer left her impatient. When he eased her shirt aside and bent to take her in his mouth, her core pulsed, and she crooned softly. He moved his mouth to lavish her other breast with lazy sucks and tiny bites. Never again would she be content with a quick, unsatisfying coupling. He’d proven there could be more, and as a result, she wanted to give him more: more kisses, more caresses of his strong arms and chest to seal her palms with the memory of his shape, form, and heated skin. She nibbled his bottom lip and slid her tongue temptingly against his own. He dragged her buckskins down and filled his large hands with her bare hips before fitting her to him.
“Substantial enough?” he asked playfully, moving heatedly against her.
She kissed him and reached down to boldly map his strong length. “I think so.”
He eased a hand between her thighs. She hissed out her pleasure and widened her stance. He dallied, impaled her with a finger, then two, and her hips took up the sultry rhythm. Through the haze brought on by lust, she watched him watching her. The intensity in his eyes showed he was feeding on her responses and it increased the flame of her desire.
She raised a hand to undo the buttons on his shirt but focusing was difficult. Her body was greedily enjoying the art flowing from his wonderful hands. When the task was finally accomplished, she ran her fingers down the ten buttons anchoring his gray flannel union suit, then deftly undid the front of his trousers. Kissing him, she took his hardness in hand, enjoying the warmth of his body encased in the thin, smooth fabric, and heard him groan. He took a moment to rid himself of his pants while she