A Taste of You by Jennifer Stevenson

Author:Jennifer Stevenson [Stevenson, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: humor, hinky, Jennifer Stevenson, romance
Publisher: Book View Cafe
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

For the first time since that kiss in the bar, Nick lets go with me. I lay my hand on his back and I can feel the muscles in his back and stomach relaxing, smell relief sweetening his sweat, hear the little grateful noise in his throat as he opens his mouth to mine. He tears his mouth away and kisses me on the cheek, behind the ear, on the back of my neck, groaning. I hear a whispering in my head. Then it’s in my ears. Thank you. Thank you. “Thank you.” It’s me. I can’t stop saying it. I’m so very, very grateful.

“Hel,” he murmurs, and my name sounds sweet in his voice, for once not like a curse.

I kiss him again, hoping to keep him from asking questions.

He doesn’t ask.

He just kneads me all over with those big strong hands, and I flex against him, holding myself in position, wrapped around him like a monkey, grateful that he is so strong, so hot, so hungry, so horny.

And it’s all physical, too. So very physical. I’m drunk on his energy. He massages me hard wherever his hands go. A nervous twitch between my legs turns into a drumbeat, coming closer, pulsing louder, dragging me somewhere, but where?

I hear myself growl.

When he hears that, Nick lets go and begins stripping my clothes off. I grab the pocket of his khaki pants and yank. The whole pant leg rips away. Now he growls, and we meet halfway, bumping noses, laughing and growling together.

I have no idea if this is, like, normal sex. I’ve learned that TV and movies don’t tell you anything real. How should I feel while we do this?

We are surrounded by a storm-cloud of chi, full of lightning-flashes and stabs of pleasure. I drink in this chi with every breath, deeper and deeper, until I am gasping, but it doesn’t stop. There’s always more. For perhaps the first time since I discovered roller derby, I breathe in all the prana I can hold. And yet this is more intense by far.

Because there are only the two of us here.

I know him better now. With every puff of breath he tells me the wordless tides of his soul. As I breathe in, drawing his life through me, I read every secret, I feel it as if it were my own. His thigh is starting to cramp, so I try to slide down his body. He hitches me up higher into his arms and carries me through my apartment into my bedroom. I can feel his arms trembling. He doesn’t speak. Our mouths are busy, kissing, nuzzling, tongue and tongue.

We’re not talking, yet there is a conversation going on between us at a level I can’t quite hear, though I can feel it shaking me like the roar of a train shaking a bridge. Nick is telling me how much he wants me. I can feel it through his hands. I feel fire running up and down his body in big, loud bursts, and every time he takes a breath I feel like passing out from pure joy.

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