Slow Burn: A Colorado High Country Novel by Clare Pamela

Author:Clare,Pamela [Clare,Pamela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780990377177
Publisher: www.pamelaclare.com
Published: 2016-09-18T21:00:00+00:00

Eric used the few seconds it took to set the water temperature to slow himself down, taking deep belly breaths. He remembered what she’d said—that it wasn’t easy for her to come. Well, he was going to do his part to change that for her. “Let me know if this is too hot.”

He turned around just in time to see her tuck her panties behind a stack of clean towels and might have teased her about it if his gaze hadn’t landed on the perfection that was her ass. Then she turned to face him, and he stood there for a moment, dumbstruck by the sight of her—those full breasts with their dark nipples, her narrow waist and gently rounded belly, her full hips, the triangle of dark curls between her thighs.

“God, Victoria, you’re … beautiful.” He held out both hands for her, drew her under the spray with him.

She reached for the soap. “Now I don’t have to be jealous.”

“Jealous?” What reason could she possibly have to feel jealous?

She smiled at him from beneath those long lashes. “I had a fantasy where I was your soap.”

He laughed, spread his arms wide, offering himself to her. “I’m yours to lather.”

She started with his chest, soapy hands sliding slowly over his wet skin, her fingers teasing his nipples until they were hard. Next, she moved down his belly, exploring his abs, lavishing special attention on his obliques, pure female desire on her face. Then she dropped to her knees before him, her soapy fingers cupping his balls and tickling his inner thighs before closing at last around his cock.

She stroked him from base to aching tip, soap making her hand glide easily over him. He fought to hold his hips still, willed his body to relax. But, God, she was good at this. Unless she wanted to end things before they really got going...

He caught her wrists, drew her to her feet, trading places with her, water rinsing his body clean. He pried the soap from her hand, set it in its porcelain dish. “My turn.”

She stood with her back to the spray, her breathing rapid, her skin flushed with arousal, her dark hair hanging in wet tendrils over her nipples.

He lifted the wet mass of her hair out of the way and wrapped an arm around her to steady her, then lowered his mouth to an already puckered nipple and indulged himself, sucking, nipping it with his teeth, tasting it with his tongue.

She gasped, then exhaled, a long shuddering breath, arching in his arms, her fingers catching in his hair. “Eric.”

He switched to the other breast, tugging on her nipple with his lips before drawing it into his mouth. Her head fell back on a moan, her body pliant in his arms. He slid his free hand over the silky curve of her hip to squeeze her ass, the feel of her leaving him drunk on lust. God, he wanted to be inside her, ached to bury himself in her.

But not yet.

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