Free In Your Arms by Rebecca Goings Page B

again as he rolled her nipples between his fingers. Moaning, she arched toward him, plunging her own tongue into his mouth voraciously.
    Wrapping her arms firmly around his neck, she held on tight, trying her hardest to press against him. She wanted to feel his bare skin on hers, to feel the friction of his body in order to ease her throbbing need.
    “Marcus, I want… I want…”
    “What, sugar? What do you want?”
    “I… I don’t know. I want… you!”
    She felt him smiling against the skin of her neck.
    “Oh, sweetheart. You’re reading my mind.” Dropping to his knees before her, he took one of her rosy nipples into his mouth and suckled hard.
    Melissa almost collapsed right then and there. The sensation of his hot mouth upon her, of his tongue swirling around her breast made her gasp as she shuddered in his arms. Marcus was ruthless in his plunder, nibbling with his teeth and teasing her with his lips before giving her other breast the same attention.
    “Marcus, oh my God!” She moaned with her head bent over his. She couldn’t do much more than rain kisses on the top of his head, but finally, her legs gave out just as he stood once more.
    Grabbing her around the waist, he lifted her against him as he turned toward the bed. With his neck exposed to her, Melissa began licking and sucking his skin, giggling inwardly at the growls he gave her. Now that her skirts no longer hindered him, Marcus took advantage of her bare backside, cupping her and grinding her hips against his. The sensation was intense.
    Melissa clutched onto him almost painfully, grabbing fistfuls of his hair as he carried her across the room. Raising her face back up to his, she kissed him fervently.
    “Take off your pants,” she demanded. “Marcus, please. I want to feel all of you.”
    “Patience, sugar.” He chuckled as he laid her down on the sheets. He leaned over her on his strong arms and smiled as she grabbed for the buttons of his jeans.
    Pulling away just enough to be out of reach of her fingers, he laved her breasts once more. “We have all night, Lissa, and I mean all night. You won’t get any sleep, honey.”
    Melissa felt his hand between them, gliding lower and lower down her belly until it rested against her moist curls. She arched against him, silently asking him for more. He did not deny her.
    As his fingers delved along her wet heat, she cried out with ecstasy at the foreign but delicious feeling. Ever so gently, his fingers slid inside her, making her clutch at the pillows around her head. Arching again and again into his hand, Melissa finally plunged over the edge of rapture, pulling his head back up to kiss him.
    “That’s my girl,” he groaned against her lips. “Your mouth tastes like honey. Did you know that?”
    Melissa could only thread her fingers through his hair as her body shuddered. She’d just gone to the highest heights with him, how could she possibly put two thoughts together?
    “I wonder if you taste the same down there?” he murmured as he began a downward path.
    Her brain was in a fog as she lay underneath him still clutching onto the pillows, then suddenly she felt his mouth between her legs, his tongue dipping into her slick folds and dancing on her sensitive flesh.
    “Good Lord!” she exclaimed, gasping and crying out in bliss.
    “Easy, sugar,” Marcus cooed, his deep voice filling her as he slid a finger inside. “This isn’t over. Not by a long shot.”
    Slowly, agonizingly, he made her gasp at every entry. His tongue swirled right where she ached, and Melissa found her hands in his hair, pushing him even closer.
    “Marcus… Marcus…” she canted.
    “You like this, honey?”
    “Yes!” she cried. “So good…”
    “Then we’ll have to do it more often.” His words were too much for her to take as his hot breath fanned her wet skin. When his tongue touched her, she once again exploded, writhing in pure ecstasy.
    Breathing seemed so hard to do as Melissa lay there, her