Free Touching Lace by Anne Rainey

savored her unique flavor.
    One last lick and he released the hard bud then pulled back to gaze into her eyes. “You taste as good as you smell. Somehow I knew you would.” His voice was almost unrecognizable even to him. He descended onto the other breast, brushing it with his tongue while his hand was busy toying and kneading the other.
    “Nick, please, I want you.”
    It was almost too much. He stopped his ministrations and taunted, “Good, I want you crazy for it, Lace.” Then he crawled down her body, and undid the fly to her jean shorts. He slithered them down her strong, runner’s legs, kissing each inch of flesh he exposed. He stopped in surprise when he got her shorts off all the way and looked at her panties. “Christ, had I known what you were wearing I would have moved a hell of a lot faster.”
    She wore a lacey turquoise thong. Nick could clearly see her brown curls underneath the scarce covering. The beautiful sight fired his blood.
    It made him so hard he ached.
    “Did I ever tell you that turquoise is my favorite color?” he asked, his eyes never leaving her nest of curls. When he thought he heard a whispered “no”, he groaned, “Well it sure as hell is now.”
    With her shorts all the way off, he looked down at her. Passion darkened her pale blue eyes and her face was rosy from the scrape of his morning stubble. Her damp, silky hair fanned out across the cushion. He had a moment to think of just how sexy she appeared. His gaze darted to her nipples, distended and wet from his loving. He rumbled his approval and fondled the firm globes. He’d waited for this moment far too long and yet it was better than he’d ever imagined. He felt like a kid with a new toy.

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    Lacey brought up her hands in a modest attempt to cover her body from his view. He wouldn’t let her hide. Nick clutched her wrists in one of his fists then raised them above her head. She was totally exposed to him. Vulnerable and submissive. His dick throbbed.
    “Don’t ever cover yourself from me,” he ordered. “I won’t have you feeling embarrassed. Remember lesson one?”
    She nodded.
    “Mmm, good girl.”
    He lowered his head and kissed the wetness between her thighs. He sucked her tiny nub into his mouth, panties and all. Lacey went wild beneath him. It was so damn erotic to suck on her swollen clit through lace.
    She tried to pry her hands free, but Nick wouldn’t let her. He held her still and continued to keep her restrained while he teased and stroked her to a fever pitch. All at once, she moaned his name and pushed her pussy into his eager mouth as her climax washed over her.
    While she continued to pulse and arch into him, Nick knew it was the first time he’d tasted heaven. At Lacey’s wild response, he had to wonder how long it’d been since she’d had an orgasm. Hadn’t Evan considered Lacey’s pleasure over his own? Probably not, the selfish prick. He could kill Evan. Still, Nick was glad to be the man to make her come so completely undone now. He’d never heard a more beautiful sound.
    When her spasms subsided, he demanded, “Open your pretty eyes, Lace.” When she obeyed, his voice turned as hard as steel. “You’re mine now.” He licked her clit once more, sealing the deal. “Every delicious inch of you.”

    Lacey couldn’t speak if her life depended on it. She’d never experienced anything to compare to what he’d just done. He hadn’t even taken off her panties. Hell, she would agree to just about anything if it meant he’d do that again.
    Completely sated and wonderfully relaxed, Lacey decided to close her eyes and savor the satisfaction for just a moment, though when she did Nick’s weight lifted.

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    Curious, she opened them again. He was sitting in the couch’s matching blue recliner adjacent to her, his head in his hands.
    She lifted to a sitting position by sheer force of will. “Nick, what’s the matter?” He lifted his head and stared at her. “Baby,