Page 80 of A Brush with Love
He dropped her hips onto the edge of the bed, lavishing kisses against her temple.
Her jaw.
Her throat.
Anywhere his lips could reach.
Her shaky fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, and he moved back just long enough to tear it over his head. His body jerked at the feel of her hands tracing over the planes of his stomach, and he wanted to press into her touch until they were fused.
Her clever fingers moved to his pants, undoing the button and pulling down the zipper, pushing them lower until he could kick out of them.
Dan grabbed fistfuls of her sweater and pulled it over her body, then unclasped her bra. He feasted on the sight of her. His heart pounded in an uneven intensity that made every inch of his skin feel more than he thought was possible.
They stopped their attack long enough to absorb the sight of each other’s bodies. He’d never known a hunger like this. An absolute need to look and touch and lose himself in another person. His hands shook as he brought the tips of his fingers to caress the curves of her breasts. He splayed his fingers across her chest, laying his palm flat over her heart as it hammered against his touch.
He loved seeing his hand spread over her delicate body. The wildness in her eyes as she pushed closer against him, told him she loved it too.
A primal urge to reach into her chest and own her heart, the way she owned his, overwhelmed his senses. He pushed against her gently and watched her fall back against the mattress. Desire and tension pooled in her eyes as she stared up at him.
He trailed kisses down her stomach as his hands worked at the buttons on her jeans.
“Dan?” Her voice traveled to him on a whisper.
“Hmm?” he hummed against her hip bone, tugging her pants down her thighs.
“This isn’t something I’ve done in a while and um…” She took a shaky breath.
A biting kiss silenced the rest of her thought. Dan’s hands glided up her legs to grip the swell of her hips.
“Harper?”
“Hmm?” The noise finished in a sigh as he traced his fingers across her stomach and allowed them to linger at her panty line. He dragged a slow touch across the elastic before pushing it down.
“Don’t think so much.”
Their tongues tangled and moved in sensual exploration, hands discovering every inch of each other. The world dissolved around them, Dan’s new reality centered on the feel of Harper’s body. He felt overwhelmed by the need to breathe her in.
Harper twisted and squirmed beneath him in a delirious search for what she needed. She was trying to sprint, but Dan wanted to drag out every second, wring dry every sensation.
He lifted off her and flipped her onto her stomach, hungry fingers tracing the bumps of her vertebrae, sinking into the swell of her hips, touching every inch of her soft skin he could reach. He watched her body respond—noticing where she melted, when she jerked—cataloging the pressure that made her sigh and the touches that made her gasp.
He extended his body over hers, caging her writhing form in his heat and desire. Her hips pushed up against him and moved in desperate circles when he slid his fingers to where she wanted them. Pleading whimpers escaped her lips and her hands fisted into the sheets. Dan had to pause for a moment to collect himself.
He bit sharply at her ear and she let out a deep groan. “I want you. I fuckingneedyou,” he whispered against her skin. “And I’m going to devour you. But I’m going to do it slowly. We have all night, and I plan to use it.”
“Please,” she sobbed, her body fighting for more.
“Let go.” Dan licked her skin and watched his next words danceover the spot, goose bumps rising in their wake. “Stop chasing it. Let go and let me give it to you.”
He sat up and turned her onto her back, his eyes scouring up and down her body. Red blotches covered her chest and cheeks. Sweat glistened at her temples and her bangs curled across her forehead. His chest heaved and he felt like he couldn’t get enough air.
Dan dragged his open mouth down her body to the juncture of her thighs. Their eyes locked over the slope of her stomach and Dan pushed her knees farther apart, settling between her legs.
Harper’s eyes followed the movement of his mouth, moving
slowly
slowly
