Everything's Coming Up Rosie by Kasey Michaels

Author:Kasey Michaels [Michaels, Kasey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-11-25T23:51:24+00:00

He had slight calluses on the fingertips of his talented fingertips. A man who worked with his brain, but also with his hands.

A man who enjoyed his work…

Firm, sure caresses.

Mouth, teeth and tongue, all employed with expertise, and to their best advantage.

She adored a man who enjoyed his work…

And he tasted good. All over.

Making love was fun. Making love with Doug Llewellyn had begun as fun, the two of them nipping and touching, laughing and joking, learning each other. Likes, dislikes. Turn-ons.

There seemed to be a lot of turn-ons, turn-highers.

He raised her hands above her head and began nibbling at the side of her rib cage, treading dangerously near her underarm. She’d never had anyone lick her there. Until this moment, had there ever even been a there there? If so, it had been sleeping for thirty-two years.

Her turn now, and she rolled him onto his back, began an exploration of his chest and belly.

And lower.

She’d never dared touch any man here. Had never wanted to, either. Not with her mouth.

His low moan sent a fire racing through her blood, and then they were rolling together, coming together, pausing only a moment as Doug reached into the bedside drawer even as she lay beneath him, nibbling at his rib cage, his there.

“Cut that out.”

“You’re talking. Don’t waste time talking.” She slid her tongue over his nipple.

“Then for cripes’ sake, hold still. God, I want you.”

“I know. I know…”

And then he was on top of her again.

Deep. Full. Hard. As their hands moved. As their mouths devoured. Deeper. Fuller. Harder…

Exploring. Learning. Experiencing.

This was fun, more than fun. This was glorious. Maybe even beyond glorious.

This was…this was…

Rosie lay on her back, her eyes closed, her breasts still rising and falling rapidly as she tried to come back down from a most splendid exertion and even more magnificent release.

Doug kissed her one last time and then slowly rolled off her, to collapse onto his back beside her on the bed.

She could feel his arm beside hers, and tucked her hand into his while they both lay there. Breathing.

At last she summoned the strength to open her eyes, looking up at the ceiling, at the twin skylights that had poured early-afternoon sunshine on them as they’d…as they’d…

“Wow,” Rosie said quietly, blinking. “Just…wow.”

Doug squeezed her hand. “I don’t think I could have said it better. What the hell just happened here?”

Rosie closed her eyes against the sunlight as well as a dawning suspicion that she may have just gotten in a little over her head. “I don’t know. But you, too?”

“Yeah…you could say that.”

“Do we want to dissect it?”

“A postmortem, you mean?”

She tried to smile. “A post-something. Do you?”

“No. I don’t think so. Do you?”

Rosie shook her head. “I…I think I’ll just, um, I’ll just go take a shower, if that’s all right?”

“Join you?”

They were speaking in half-sentences. Why were they doing that? Why weren’t they looking at each other? As Doug had said: What the hell just happened here?

“No, that’s okay.”

“There’s another bathroom. I’ll use that one.

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