A Long Tall Texan Summer: Tom Walker
you," he said roughly.
    Her eyes seemed to melt into his. "I love you, too, Tom," she whispered.
    The heat that look generated made her body swell uncomfortably. Her gaze dropped to his mouth and she ached to feel it on her mouth, on her body.
    "Dear God, we've ordered food," he whispered

    with wry humor. "I'll choke!"
    "So will I," she confessed, taking a slow breath. "But now that we're here..."
    "We might as well eat."
    Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html She laughed self-consciously, and so did he. The waiter came seconds later with seafood platters. And they did eat, but lightly. Dessert was bypassed, along with second cups of coffee.
    There was a good hotel downtown. Elysia felt uneasy about going there with Tom, but she was as hungry for him as he seemed to be for her.
    He paid for the room very nonchalantly for an inexperienced man, and escorted her into the crowded elevator, holding her hand tightly until they reached the right floor.
    He opened the door, guided her inside and didn't even turn on the light. His arms enveloped her, like his
    mouth. He didn't say a single
    word.
    The bed was king-size, huge. There was only a little light filtering in through the window from the city
    streetlights and scattered neon signs. She couldn't see him very well. It was like their first time. Except that now they knew each other and it would be an act of love.
    When she felt his nudity against her own, she moaned softly with unexpected pleasure. She hadn't remembered that exquisite sensation
    until she felt it again. Her arms reached up around his neck, her hands buried themselves
    in his thick black hair as his mouth gently teased her neck and then her breasts.
    He must have been reading more than a few books, she thought as she began to gasp and move helplessly under the expert caresses of his hard mouth.
    "Here?" he whispered roughly. "And here?"
    "Y...yes!" she cried out, arching.
    "Dear God, this is sweet," he murmured as his mouth moved against hers again. "So sweet!"
    Her legs parted for him. She buried her face in his hot throat and held on, shivering a little as he touched
    her and then moved down.
    But it wasn't like the first time.
    He paused to kiss her, until her tense body relaxed, opened itself to the most intimate caresses.
    She
    sighed under the teasing of his mouth and lifted her body to meet the slow descent of his hips.
    It was a little painful, because it had been so long. But after a few seconds, her body accommodated him
    easily. He slid into her and lay there, unmoving, his kiss soft on her closed eyelids, her cheeks. His hands
    lifted her and he pushed, tenderly. She shivered. He did it again, listening to her breathing as it changed.
    He moved with slow sensuality from side to side, and then again in the tender rhythm. She cried out and
    clutched him.
    "We're like children learning to dance," he breathed into her mouth, and she could feel the smile on it.
    "I
    want it to last forever. I don't want to climax. I don't want you to. I want to move against you and inside you this way until we grow old."
    "I can't...live..." she said, choking.

    He moved again, hearing her soft cry of pleasure. "Yes, you can, sweetheart," he breathed. He rolled Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html over onto his back and moved her on his body, laughing with wicked pleasure at the sounds she was making. His hands bit into her hips, demanding now, pulling and pushing and maneuvering until she lost
    her head and bit his shoulder in anguish.
    "Do it," she sobbed against his collarbone. "Oh, please, please, do it...now!"
    "I forgot that part," he whispered at her ear as he moved her onto her side and eased one slender leg over his hip to ease his passage. "Your body is capable of more than one fulfillment.
    Here...let me..."
    He moved sharply and she cried out and convulsed. He felt her body contract and then expand as she shook and sobbed her ecstasy

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