Free Compromising Positions (An Erotic Romance Novel) by Tawny Taylor Page A

ready before…” She was very aware of the slick wetness in her panties. It felt cool as she moved.
    “We have time. No need to rush.” Holding her close, he rested a palm against the side of her head, and she closed her eyes and listened to the steady thump of his heart.
    “I just can’t believe we’re even thinking about this.”
    With a finger under her chin, he forced her to look up. “Why not? We were amazing together. Have you forgotten?”
    She had, if it had been this good. “No. Uh. I just remember you being a little quick. I’m sorry, that was spiteful. What I do remember was the constant bickering.”
    “That’s changed. We’re getting along fine and now I like to take things slow. I’m not that boy anymore. I’m all grown up, I’ve learned the value of…patience.” He dropped a kiss on her nose then trailed more over her eyes, down her hairline, and up and down the side of her neck. Goose bumps blossomed over one arm, and she shivered. “You don’t remember this?”
    “No, remind me.”
    He reached a hand and teased her nipple through her shirt then unbuttoned one, two, three buttons. He bent lower and kissed the crest between her breasts. “Damn, you’re so beautiful. Absolutely perfect. The way you look. The way your body responds to my touch. The way your lips form that special smile, just for me.”
    She leaned back, grateful her desk was behind her to stop her from falling to the floor. Her head dropped back, her eyelids closed. He pulled her bra aside and blew on her nipple, bringing it to instant hardness. That wasn’t enough, though. He nipped it, teased it with his tongue and mouth until the throbbing between her legs had returned full force.
    She tangled her fingers in his silky curls, welcoming his onslaught on her breast, and grateful when he moved to the other side.
    “Let me refresh your memory.” He teased that nipple to aching erection, then finished unbuttoning her shirt, trailing kisses down her stomach. He reached around and grabbed her ass, lifting her up and setting her on the desktop.
    He looked at her through heavy-lidded eyes and slid his hands up her skirt. One palm settled over her mound, rotating slowly until she thought she might come then and there. Her eyelids fell closed.
    “I couldn’t forget,” he said. “For years, I’ve remembered the way you look, smell, taste.” His fingertips caught the waistband of her nylons and panties, and she lifted her hips to allow him to pull them off. He slipped her shoes back on after tossing the clothing aside. “High heels are incredibly sexy.”
    She felt sexy. Sexier than she’d ever felt. The way he looked at her! She might as well be the most perfect woman in the world.
    “Can I taste you?” he asked, stooping down and kissing her ankles. He licked and nipped the sensitive skin behind her knees then moved higher to her thighs. “Can I taste all of you?”
    Her legs parted. “Oh, yes! Feast away.” The only thing she could think about was having him inside. Her body thrummed with the thought. Every nerve ending pulsed. “I want you.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “Yes.”
    He pushed her skirt up to her waist and eased her legs apart, devouring her with eyes flashing hot with need. “My God, look at you. So wet and ready for me.” He inhaled. “And that scent. There’s nothing like the smell of A woman. My woman.”
    Her arms trembled as she leaned back on them. And when the first touch of his tongue came, they nearly turned to marshmallows.
    Electric shocks shot up her spine.
    He started slowly, laving her folds then parting them and making tiny circles over her clit. A finger slipped inside, stroking the sensitized walls as his tongue lapped her clit with a steady motion that carried her closer and closer to completion.
    She mentally tried to resist coming. But her efforts were failing miserably. He was so good. He knew where to touch. He knew exactly how fast, how much pressure… She was in heaven.
    When