Free Show Me How to Love (Caldwell Family Book 1) by Synithia Williams

hands eased her back on the bed and he settled muscular hips between her thighs. His large body covered hers and infused her memory with the smell of his body wash mixed with an underlying spice that could only be him. A hypnotic fragrance too consuming for her to forget, ever. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she arched her back to press her breasts into his solid chest. Andre responded by sliding his body along hers; sending delicious currents of awareness to every nerve in her body.
    His skilled tongue played with hers in an intimate dance that ripped all coherent thought from her brain. Tasting, teasing, and tormenting with deliberate exploration.
    Her arms tightening around his neck, a silent request for more. She moaned when his strong hand went up her shirt and caressed her midsection. Her legs spread and he settled more firmly against the damp heat of her center. The hard ridge of his thick erection strained against the material of his sweat pants, taunting her and increasing the wetness between her thighs.
    Andre’s large hand engulfed her breast, then squeezed gently. The smooth skin of his palm made slow sensual circles around her swollen nipple. With each rotation, her body tightened and twisted beneath him and the pleasure thrummed to the depths of her stomach. Low wanton moans interrupted Mikayla’s short breaths. Breaking the kiss and gliding his mouth across her cheek, Andre snaked a skillful tongue to her ear. His probing mouth played with the sensitive lobe and he nibbled and sucked, while his hand massaged her breast.
    “Andre,” His name erupted with an unsteady breath.
    His lips lightly pulled her ear. “Mikayla.”
    Oh, man, why did he have to say her name like that? All deep, rumbly, and full of a promise to take her places she’d never been before. He pushed his hips forward then rotated them against her aching flesh. Her eyes rolled in her head; her thighs quivered. How long had it been since she’d had sex? Too long. Not since that banker nine months ago. Long enough to convince her it was okay to go from friends to lovers with Ryan even though common sense said it wasn’t. Long enough to make her seriously consider sleeping with Andre after only meeting a few days before.
    “We really need to stop,” she said firmly.
    The soft kisses he pressed against her neck stilled. He lifted his head. “I’m stopping.” He slowly withdrew his hand from her shirt. Mikayla bit her lip to keep from begging him to continue his proficient exploration. Swiftly, he rolled off of her and stared at the ceiling.
    “I’m going to need a cigarette,” he said between heavy breaths.
    She nodded. “I think one more won’t hurt either of us. Then we’ll quit tomorrow, again.”
    The sporadic rhythm of heavy breaths echoed through the room, almost drowned out by rapid beats of her heart.
    “We can’t do this,” he said.
    “No we can’t.”
    They didn’t move for several minutes. Eventually, Mikayla’s heart rate returned to normal, but her body buzzed.
    Andre sat up first. “I think it’s time to go.”
    She nodded, even though he couldn’t see with his back to her. He stood, took a deep breath, and then marched out of the bedroom. Mikayla sat up, covered her heart with a trembling hand and tried to ignore the unsatisfied desire crawling beneath her skin.
    “I need to go home.” She said to the empty room. Gazing at the door, she yearned to call him back. “I need to go now.”

CHAPTER 8
     
    Mikayla glanced at Andre out of the corner of her eye. Uncertainty danced a jig in her brain. She wanted to spend more time with him, but couldn’t keep seeing him. Yes, the kiss they shared this morning had been exactly what a first kiss should be. Surely after a few weeks this weekend would fade in her memory just like her zombie dream the night before. Once the rush of emotions went away, maybe she’d realize the kiss wasn’t so fantastic.
    Yeah, keep trying to convince yourself of that.
    “I