Free Love Unfurled by Janet Eckford Page B

whispers as his brushes his lips against the shell of my ear.
    I shiver at the contact and bring my foot up to run along his leg.
    “Such a clever, clever man you are.”
    He presses a kiss against that spot just below my ear I didn’t know I liked having kissed until I met him. He frees my wrist as his hands travel along my body and I let mine do a little exploring of their own. I love when he’s over me like this because I can run my fingers across the firm muscles of his back, letting them travel down to the even firmer muscles of his ass. The gentle caress of his lips across my skin coupled with the tips of his fingers along my thigh; cause me to pant with need.
    I’ve worked my hands under his shirt and the feel of his hot skin against mine sends an electrical current of pleasure through my body. His lips travel across my face, finding my mouth with a kiss that is as explosive as ever. He nips and tugs at my lips with his teeth, using his tongue to sooth bites that balance on the fragile border of pleasure and pain. It’s been so long and I can tell he really is hungry. Just the thought of that hunger makes my body moisten with anticipation.
    “You’re not wearing panties,” he sighs as his hand caresses me.
    When one of his fingers makes its way inside of me I don’t bother responding. This is nice but it isn’t what I really want so I start clawing and grasping at his jeans. He doesn’t help me because he’s released my breasts from the confines of my clothing and is giving them all his attention. I’m wild with need and desire as he pulls at me with his lips, biting down ever so gently with his teeth, and I growl in frustration that his pants don’t have a zipper.
    He takes pity on me and hurriedly undoes the buttons at his fly and my hands find their prize. He’s hot and heavy. All I can think about now is the velvety smooth feel of him gliding inside of me.
    “Inside me…now,” I gasp out.
    “Now this is the type of greeting I was expecting.”
    I open my mouth to blast him but he’s already spread me open and is pushing inside.
    “So good.”
    His hot breath against my ear sends little tingles of pleasure through my body. I’d planned for soft candlelight and coy looks, seduction at its finest, but as he pushes further into me on the bed that was now “ours” all I could think about was having him hard and fast.
    “More,” I plead as I dig my nails into the skin of his back.
    I know this—the kinetic energy of want and desire only he can evoke in me. I missed this—his hot hands and whispered words of naughty promises. I needed this—getting lost in the sounds and smells of us joining together in the most intimate of ways. He kisses me again as he tilts my body to go even deeper and I sigh with pleasure into his mouth.
    “Beautiful.”
    The reverent tone of his declaration as he looks into my eyes is all I need and I am lost to the feel of him inside me and the sounds of him coming. A wave of pleasure always sweeps me up in moments like these, but this time, this time it feels different, somehow special, and as the haze of my desire begins to clear from my eyes I see this same feeling reflected in his eyes.
    “Love you,” he says before brushing his lips gently across mine.
    “Love you,” I reply with a sigh because fancy dinners and sexy little black dresses don’t matter after all.
     

III
     
    “Hello, sexy.”
    I can’t help smirking at the sound of that deeply seductive voice whispering in my ear. Tilting my head to the side I provide the permission I know his greeting is requesting.  The feel of his lips pressed against the pulse in my neck, that has now begun to throb because of his close proximity, is a delicious little treat. His hands find their way to my hips, gripping and tugging me toward the warmth of his body.
    “Hello,” I whisper back.
    His soft chuckle sends vibrations of pleasure along my skin as he gently nips and kisses the curve of my neck. He knows that