Free Miami Spice by Deborah Merrell Page B

couple of masterpieces,”
Nico added playfully as he helped his guest to navigate the steep
steps down to the galley.
    “This is very impressive,” Erica commented as
she surveyed the interior. Despite the compact kitchen and tiny
bathroom compartment, the living area had been designed with
comfort in mind. The banquette seats at the dining table came in
soft microfiber, while the cabinets and walls featured polished
maple wood and brass accents. At the stern, a queen-sized bunk
beckoned with a downy comforter and large pillows.
    “You know,” she began, “I’d love to meet your
mother. I’m sure she’s as beautiful as her namesake, even more
so.”
    Standing behind her, Nico placed his arms
around her waist. “It’s doable,” he murmured in her ear, “but not
today. You’re all mine for the duration. Mm...your hair and your
neck smell wonderful.”
    Turning in his arms, Erica placed hers around
his shoulders. Their eyes met. Now, in the light and without his
glasses, Nico’s eyes gleamed like polished agates. She pulled him
close. “Thank you. It’s a body spray called Sinful Pleasures. I’d
like to meet your father, too.”
    His lips came to hers. “They do come as a
pair, my parents that is. Ah, my lady of sinful pleasures!” He
swept his fingers along the undercarriage of her breasts. “Of
course, your pair is just as sinful and pleasurable.”
    “If you keep this up, Mr. Sloan, you’ll have
me eating out of your hands.”
    “I’d rather use my hands in more meaningful
pursuits, such as exploring every inch of your body. Starting with
these…”
    As his mouth found hers, Nico unfastened the
halter ties behind her neck. His hands slid down her back in a
light caress, and Erica shivered, her blood skimming just below the
surface of her skin in warm, rich currents. His lips tasted sweet,
of candy mint, and the remnants of champagne. Soon he tugged at the
strings until he pulled the bodice down to her waist and then
quickly brought his fingers to cup and stroke each bare breast.
When he broke their kiss, Nico brought his lips to the hollow of
her throat and down the valley of her breasts until he molded his
lips around one nipple and then the other.
    Throwing back her head in delight, Erica ran
her fingers through the silken strands of his hair. She tensed when
he played kisses down her abdomen and tickled her navel with a
light rasp of his tongue. He continued to tantalize her senses as
he worked to unbutton her shorts and stretch them along her hips.
Erica felt her skin dimple from the electric shocks of his
touch.
    She soon gave a wonderful whimper of surprise
when Nico’s fingers dived beneath the elastic top of her panties
and then stroked the beginnings of her pubic mound. When he dug
deeper and felt her slit, she raised his head and took his mouth
with fervent urgency.
    As they continued with their kiss, Nico
maneuvered her backwards to the bed until Erica hit the wooden bunk
with her calves. Tumbling back, she grabbed him down on the
mattress with her. They took a moment to laugh together before he
slid away. With deft fingers, he quickly tugged and discarded her
clothes. Next, he planted kisses on each knee while his hands ran
up and down her smooth, bronzed legs. Slowly he parted them and
brought his tongue along her inner thigh.
    As he began with tantalizing kisses along the
folds of her slit, Erica writhed with heat-yielding arousal, her
pleasure increasing tenfold when he found and nibbled her clit.
Nico’s hands soon clamped her thighs to the bed, and she had no
choice but to submit to his sublime torture. His tongue began a
feather-light caress along her gash, and then delved inside to lap
at her juices. The more she struggled against him, the more he held
her tight and increased the pressure of his strokes. Her moans
filled the narrow space as he took her to incredible heights, but
as soon as Erica tensed and arched to gain release, Nico
immediately ceased his coddling.
    “I don’t