Free Tahoe Blues by Aubree Lane Page A

game she didn’t mind playing.
    Bi te after bite, Tanner alternated between feeding Cara and then himself. She could not believe that gluttony could be such a turn on. Her body was churning and burning with every bite he spooned into her mouth. As they neared the end of the bowl and the ice cream became soupier, Tanner dribbled some down her chin. He was quick to wipe his thumb below her lip and steal the sweet remnants into his mouth. Cara’s eyes were glued to his hand as his tongue licked the ice cream off his thumb.
    When he caught the look on her face , he set the bowl on the table and leaned forward. “Let’s share the last bite.”
    Cara watched him scrap e the last bit of ice cream from the bowl and hold the spoon up for her. The moment he emptied the soupy decadence onto her tongue, Tanner bent over and found Cara’s lips. His tongue searched her mouth, and Cara began to hunger for more.
    Her hands reached up and Cara let her fingers run through his hair. She gripped his neck and pulled him closer. The couch creaked as Tanner’s weight came upon her, and their bodies eased down into the cushions.
    They had been dancing around this moment all evening, and Cara rejoiced in its arrival.
    Tanner broke their kiss and touched her face. “ You are so beautiful.” His lips were feather light upon hers. Firm fingers held her chin and pulled her face close. Tanner paused and stared deeply into her shining hazel eyes.
    H is nose brushed hers and ran across her cheek. He nuzzled her ear and drank in her scent. “Cara Lee,” he whispered.
    T he desire in his voice sent throbs of passion throughout her body. Every fiber of her being was wound tight and begged for more.
    Tanner’s hands moved down her blouse. Each button he released was followed by a kiss to the skin he revealed. Soon the silky material slid off her shoulders, and his fingers ran warmly down her arms. He savored his way down her breastbone, and the front clasp of her bra came undone. The moment her breasts were free, he began to devour her. He licked and dragged his teeth against her nipple, first one and then the other. He played, pulled, and rolled each one between his fingers. Every movement was slow, precise, and full of want.
    The build gre w stronger. Passion and fire consumed her. She gave her body full reign to do as it pleased, and her fingers tangled themselves in his hair while her pelvis pushed against his heat and beckoned for more.
    Tanner kissed a line down her stomach until he fo und the waistband of her skirt. She was dying, and she ran an encouraging foot along his leg. Tanner’s lips pressed directly at her core through her lacy black panties. A groan of pleasure slipped through her lips and her legs automatically opened a little wider. His kisses moved down along the band of elastic between her legs and he slipped a finger inside.
    His breath touched her, and it was almost as erotic as his enchanted fingers.
    Cara was ready to burst. She wanted nothing more than to feel all of him, on her, in her, with her. She called out his name , and he continued to work his magic.
    Tanner pulled back and looked into Cara’s eyes. He brought his glistening finger to his lips and tasted her nectar. “The sweetest dessert by far.”
    Cara could take no more. She pulled him to her and they locked together in a fierce kiss. He fumbled with her skirt and dragged her panties down her thighs. The moment they were removed, Tanner chucked the clothing across the room.
    Cara’s fingers stepped their way down the muscles of his stomach. When her fingers reached the edge of his shirt, she gripped the material and pulled it off over his head.
    With her body completely bare, Tanner scooped her into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held on tight as he carried her down the hall towards his bedroom. Each step he took ravished her core, and Cara arched her back in abandon.
    Cara startled at the coolness of the sheets when he laid her upon his