Free Whiskey Dreams (Rebel Walking #7) by Hilary Storm Page B

the second the dress falls to my feet, I’m completely naked. 
    “Your skin is soft and these chills you’re feeling across your skin tell me you like what I’m doing to you.  I can’t wait to watch you feel me all night long, Kimber.”  His voice is right next to my ear and his hands are so close to my breasts. 
    I decide to let him make all the moves now.  I’ve given him every sign that I’m ready for this now.  My mind isn’t thinking about anything except trying to anticipate where his warmth will kiss me next.  Please continue to touch me like this.
    He takes both of my breasts in his large hands and somehow makes it seem sensual.  So many times it's just hands squeezing boobs and this usually does nothing for me, but his slow maneuvering has me quivering, knowing at this rate I’m going to combust when he actually touches the me between my legs.
    HIs fingers trace my nipples, then he circles each breast before he wraps his arm around me to turn me around.  He lowers his head and begins kissing my cleavage before he runs his tongue over each breast.  My senses go insane.  I can feel every breath he takes against my skin and his scruff provides the perfect rough touch to compliment his soft lips. He’s like a whirlwind of calm circling my body and bringing new feelings to me even though I should’ve already experienced something like this.  Truth is I haven’t.
    He pulls me into his arms and returns to kissing my mouth like he’s trying to breathe me in and I react to him in the same way he is me.  Before I know it, I’m around his waist again and he’s walking us across the room again.  I stop kissing him while he pushes a few buttons on the stereo.  I hear slow and sexy country come through the speakers and I don’t recognize the song, but that’s not unusual for me and country music.  He places me on my feet again, then guides me into his chest while his arms continue brushing chills over my back.  My arms move around his back, then slide to his buckle.  It’s time for me to get to enjoy looking at his body like he has been mine. 
     

Chapter Ten
    AIDEN
     
    Holy shit.  She’s going to make me crazy and I’ll ruin this night by making it about urgency.  I want to rush through this and get to the part where we’re both laying on our backs, breathing heavy in perfect exhaustion.  But that’s not how I roll.  I take my time and this is one time in my life that I want to make it right.
    She’s beautiful.  Her softness against my tough skin is a perfect friction and I’m about to lose it all now that she’s working the zipper on my jeans.  She slides her hand inside the zipper and guides my cock out and I swear he’s trying to snake his way straight for her.  If she were to jump around my waist again, there’s no stopping it. 
    She lowers herself to her knees to move my jeans down my legs and takes my dick in her hand.  She begins to put her mouth around it and I stop her.  This is supposed to be about her.  I can’t have her on her knees when I haven’t had the chance to make her scream my name a few times.  Her mouth on me will be my ending.
    “Let me take care of you.”  Her words are a whisper around my cock.  Fuck. 
    “You will.  But let me first.”  She wraps her gorgeous lips around my cock and takes me as deep as she can.  I stop her head from going any deeper because just like that, I’m about to lose it.
    “Lay on the bed.  Let me taste you.”  I guide her to her feet and watch her ass while she walks away from me. 
    I kick myself out of these jeans and follow her.  I kneel beside the bed and slide her ass to the edge.  She wraps her legs around my shoulders and I get my first taste of this woman that has had me going crazy non-stop since I met her.  She was worth the wait.
    “Aiden.  I can’t.”  Shit.  I stop everything.  I should’ve known this was a bad idea.  She’s healing for fuck’s sake and here I am getting caught