Page 51 of Your Two Lips
“Obviously.”
I squeezed her thigh. “Alright, sass, your turn.”
“It’s good when …” She held her breath for a couple of seconds.
“Come on, Em, if we are going to do this again, and I want to do this again, I need to know what you like.” I watched her gather her courage.
“Sex never really felt good before. I’m not sure what feels good, but I have ideas.”
I was. All. Effing. Ears. “Let’s hear those then.”
“I want to ride you again, like last night in the truck, only your cock, not your fingers.”
Damn. Sweet to sensual in two seconds with the word cock on her lips. “That sounds good to me.”
She took a steady breath. “I want you above me again. Heavy on top of me, moving hard, not holding anything back. I’ve never had that before, and I want it.”
I may not have thought this through. Listening to her talk about sex made it nearly impossible for me to continue gently touching her.
“Tonight, your weight, pushing my body with the force of yours. I was afraid the pain would come, but it didn’t,” she said, and my breath whooshed out in relief. “I want to have an orgasm that way.”
I squeezed her hip to keep from slipping my hand between her thighs. Damn, I was hard again. “Let's do all of that. I’m not going anywhere.”
She rolled on to me and looked up. The emerald in her eyes was bright with gold flecks at the edges. She looked regal. Keeping her eyes on mine, she stretched up, covering my lips with hers. “Thank you,” she whispered. Then, with her voice flirty and light, she said, “I thought we were eating those cakes tonight.” Still with the sass. An excellent sign.
35
EMILY
I was warm and cozy.The cool morning air blew in from the window, but I didn’t smell the salt water or hear the seagulls like I usually did. I opened my eyes. Not my room. A muscular arm wrapped me up, holding me. Finn. I inhaled deeply, breathing in his masculine scent from the sheets.
He placed tender kisses on my shoulder. “Good morning.”
I reveled in the seductive soreness between my legs. No pain. Only the awareness of my dormant body coming alive. My limbs still heavy, I snuggled closer and pressed against his hardness. “Good morning to you. Did you sleep okay?”
“I did. I could get used to holding you all night.”
Me too. His hand caressed my thighs, then my stomach, and the underside of my breasts. I sighed and turned to see the fire in his eyes. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in for a kiss. Screw morning breath. No more hesitation. No more fear. Last night was just the beginning. Sex goddess with Finn. Hooray!
He shifted on top of me. “Are you sore this morning?”
“A little.” I reached between us to stroke his already hard cock.
He moaned. “You’re asking for trouble, miss sass.” I wriggled closer, and he brushed his lips against my ear. “How ’bout a shower?”
“Yess.”
“I love the way you say yes with your whole body.”
“I love saying yes to you. It always leads to good things.”
I got the dimples as he pulled back the covers. I rolled toward him, and he gave me a little slap on the backside. “Let’s go.” He walked gloriously naked around the corner to the en suite. “I’ll start the water warming. Get your fine ass in here.”
I stretched, and my smile grew wide. I slipped out of bed, gathered my discarded clothes from the floor, and set them on the bathroom vanity.
Steam rose and swirled. Finn stepped up behind me and caught my eyes in the large mirror above the two sinks. I watched his hand glide along my waist and the other over my chest and collarbones, pulling my back to his front once again, his powerful body framing mine. The brown of his tan, his work-roughed hands, and his muscled arms were bold against the paleness of my skin. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen.
He kissed my hair and dropped his gaze to take my hand. He pulled me into the large space, and I eyed the built-in bench at one end.
