went.
At one point, he stopped walking and took her mouth with his, causing her head to
spin. Then he moved more quickly and his breath was more labored. His hands shook as he
set her gently on the bed and looked down at her. “You're so beautiful. I can hardly
believe that you're here with me.”
She felt heat spread throughout when he looked at her like that. He stood next to
the bed, then slowly put a knee next to her hip and hovered over her. His hand came
up slowly, running his fingers down her cheek, her hair, her neck. She closed her
eyes to the gentle touch. She'd never been treated like this before, like she was
fragile. She wished he would speed up and just finish so these mixed feelings she
was having would ease. Then he lay down next to her and started kissing her again,
and she forgot all about speed. Instead, her mind was filled with what his mouth and
hands were doing to her, consumed by him, only him, as he slowly undressed her, using
skill she'd never experienced before. Little fires started on every inch of her skin
he touched. Her knee came up as he ran his hands over her legs, hiking her skirt up
until his hand rested on her thigh. Her fingers were holding onto his hair, but when
he pulled away, her hands dropped to her sides.
His blue eyes were cloudy as she looked deep into them. His voice was coarse as he
whispered to her, telling her how beautiful she was, how much he wanted her. Slowly,
he reached up and started undoing the small buttons at the front of her dress, his
eyes hungrily watching every inch of skin he exposed. When the front of her dress
was completely opened, he pulled the two sides away to expose her skin. Her eyes closed
as she felt his heated gaze on her bare skin. She couldn't have explained it if she'd
tried, but just having Grant look at her like this caused her to feel something she'd
never felt before.
“Please,” she moaned as she looked up into his face. Reaching up, she took his face
in her hands. “I need you.”
He smiled as she tried to pull his shirt over his head. He leaned back and quickly
disposed of the shirt. “I want to enjoy every inch, every moment.” His eyes heated
as he continued to pull her dress down.
Her eyes explored his chest and arms. He was so tan and toned; she'd never imagined
he'd look like this. She ran her fingers slowly over him until he stopped moving and
closed his eyes. Pushing on his shoulders until he rolled onto his back, she came
over him, straddling him with her legs over his hips. She felt his desire rub up against
her core and moaned at the hardness and length. Her hands held her up so she hovered
just above him. Her dress was hiked up, exposing her legs. Her top had been opened
and she was fully exposed. Her lips were only inches above his, and she felt a little
more in control. Then she closed her eyes and kissed him, his hands moved high on
her legs. His coarse hands gently rubbed against her soft skin. His fingers played
with the silk of her panties, played with the hem of the elastic until, finally, he
pushed it aside and touched her bare skin.
Her hips jumped then started to pump with his movements as he continued to touch her.
His kiss became more forceful as she moved above him. She felt her arms shake, then
he quickly reversed their positions again, pausing to remove the rest of her clothes,
then his own. Her smile faltered when she saw him standing next to the bed, fully
ready for her. Part of her mind screamed that this wasn't going to work, that being
with him shouldn't work . But something inside was determined beyond all reason, wanting him completely. He
leaned over and pulled a condom from his nightstand, then came back next to her, running
his eyes over every inch of her exposed skin.
When his hands ran gently down her side, she closed her eyes as his fingers once again
found her sensitive skin. His mouth moved slowly over her
Dean Wesley Smith, Kristine Kathryn Rusch
Martin A. Lee, Bruce Shlain