Page 61 of Two of a Kind
Chapter Thirty-Six
He laughed, nippedher lip, then sat back on her thighs, drinking her in. A sense of lightness filled his chest, replacing the heaviness he had been carrying around for the past several weeks.
She was even more beautiful than the images he had been trying to erase from his mind. Her skin glowed with radiance, and her eyes darkened with desire and sparkled with mischief. Her words, the ones that said she had given up everything and come to him, were still floating around in his head. He would try to process those later. At that moment, he could barely think of anything beyond making her scream in ecstasy.
He unfastened the buttons of her light cotton blouse one at a time, slowly and with great anticipation. It was like unwrapping a gift. Hearing her breath hitch each time his fingers stroked her skin was an added bonus.
“Beautiful,” he murmured once he had peeled the sides apart and saw the pink satin trimmed in black lace. He traced the outline lightly, then replaced his fingertips with his mouth. She rewarded him by arching upward and scraping her nails against his scalp.
“Spencer?”
“Hmm?”
“Not that I don’t appreciate your thoroughness and attention to detail, but ...fuck me now, please.”
His already aroused cock went granite-hard. He was totally on board with that plan. There would be plenty of time to savor later. Now that he had her in his arms again, he wouldn’t be letting her go anytime soon.
He allowed her to push the shirt off his shoulders, then moved away enough to shuck his shorts. He had thought he was pretty quick, but she was quicker. By the time he kicked his foot free and sheathed himself, she was naked and waiting, spread out before him like a sumptuous buffet.
He took a moment, just a moment, to appreciate the view. His mouth watered for a taste, but his cock was more insistent.
Spencer placed himself between her legs. A quick glide of his fingers along her slick folds confirmed what he already knew.
Without further ado, he pushed into her, stopping only when his heavy, aching balls rested against her softness. He stayed there for a moment, reveling in the feel of her hands on his back and her heels digging into his ass.
This woman was pure magic, wrapping around his heart at the same time she wrapped around his cock.
“Mm, yes,” she moaned, her sheath squeezing as she grew accustomed to his girth. She flexed her fingers and rocked her hips impatiently in a not so-subtle hint. He eagerly obliged, moving with long, thorough strokes.
It wasn’t long before they were both crying out in bliss.
Spencer rolled to the side, trying to catch his breath.
“I’m so glad I came,” she said in a breathless whoosh of air.
In that moment, he looked deeply into her eyes and said the first thing on his mind. “What took you so long?”
