Page 34 of Sweet Love at Bayside
“Talkfast, Rick,” she said breathlessly.
“Can’t. It’s not a fast subject.”
She trapped that plump lower lip again. He was holding on to his control by a thread.
“There’s this thing I do with my really eager students.” She ran her finger down the center of his chest, driving him out of his mind. “I let them run around and get all their energy out so they can concentrate.”
Oh, heck yes.
She fluttered her long lashes and said, “Maybe we should…”
Their mouths collided in urgent, hungry kisses. He took them deeper, and she eased back on the cushion, moaning loudly. How had he resisted her for this long? Her soft curves molded to his body like nothing he’d ever felt. Pure feminine perfection. She threaded her fingers into his hair and held on tight, bowing up beneath him and rocking against his arousal. His head told him not to make too much of it, but his hands were on a mission, traveling down her hips and taking hold. He loved everything about her body, the way her hips filled his hands, her softness pressed against his hard frame. He needed more of the woman who was making him feel and think and wish for something besides the next big business deal. He slid one hand to the base of her skull, and she tipped her head back, giving him better access to the rest of her.
He didn’t want to miss an inch, and took his time kissing her chin and the column of her neck up and down and around toward her nape, inciting the most lascivious noises from her sexy mouth. When he kissed a path along her breastbone, she arched, offering more. He wished he could tear the dress right off her. But she was the best thing that had come into his life for so long, he didn’t want to misread her.
“Rick,” she pleaded, holding his gaze as she tugged at the little bow behind her neck. The fabric drifted over her magnificent breasts, and she pushed it down, leaving no room for misinterpretation.
She closed her eyes, and it was too much. He needed her right there with him, toseeher desire in those gorgeous green eyes. “Look at me, sweetheart.”
Her eyes fluttered open, so needful he could drown in them.
“Desiree,” was all he could manage. His heart swelled as if he’d been given the greatest gift of all. Her trust.
DESIREE WANTED RICK like she’d never wanted anything in her life. He was real, and passionate, and so very attentive and careful while still being insanely rugged, all of which made her want totakeand betaken. His mouth claimed hers, spread heat like wildfire through her core, her limbs, to the very tips of her toes.
He gazed lovingly into her eyes, sending her heart into a tailspin.
“I love kissing you, sweetheart.”
He captured her mouth in a demanding kiss, and she wanted his demands. No man had ever elicited this type of overwhelming response. Not even close. He took her lower lip between his teeth, tugging gently, and she held her breath,wanting, and a little nervous.
Okay, alotnervous as his eyes found hers again. The hunger in his gaze, while visually seeking permission, unraveled her, unleashing some kind of inner beast, and she gave in to the lust coursing through her.
After driving her to the brink of madness, his kisses turned soft, like tiny treasures he pressed to her lips, her cheeks, her chin, as she lay relaxed and sated in his arms. They still hadn’t made love, and he didn’t push, didn’t make her feel guilty. In his arms, she felt special and wanted.
Without a word, he righted and tied her halter, smoothed her dress over her thighs, and pulled a blanket around them as she snuggled in closer. Energy deliciously depleted, maybe now she could focus on talking.
Chapter Nine
“YOU ARE AN excellent teacher,” Rick said, reveling in the feel of Desiree, warm and safe against him. “You knew just what we needed.”
She tipped her face up. “Well, that was like recess for me. I’m completely relaxed and ready to talk, but it was more like snack time for you, and probably left you all revved up. I understand if you’d rather not talk.”
He pressed his lips to hers, glad she wasn’t embarrassed after how she’d given herself over to him. “I thought you weren’t a naughty teacher.”
“You bring out the naughty in me. But I kind of left you hanging.”
“Don’t worry about me, beautiful. Pleasuring you is enough for now. I enjoyed every second of it.”
“You’re very generous,” she teased, and moved beside him, lying on her back and gazing up at the stars.
She’d gone through so much emotional turmoil since she’d arrived at the Cape, her resilience astounded him. He laced their fingers together, wanting to do more for her, to be the man to make her dreams come true.
“What’s the one thing you’d like to do while you’re here this summer?” he asked.
“Other than spend time with you?” She met his gaze, and he touched his lips to hers.
“That’s the best answer you could have given.”
