His hands gripped my ass to angle my pelvis and he pushed into the vee of my thighs until his erection pressed against me. Then he eased back only to press forward again in a sweet torture. I wanted to feel him, all of him, and I wanted it now. “Ryan...” I wiggled against him. “Please. I can’t take this. My blood is on fire.”

He smiled as if knew something I didn’t and rolled off of me. Standing, he held his hand out for mine.

“That’s it?” I grumbled, tugging on my clothes to straighten them while I tried to think clearly but it was nearly impossible with the heated desire surging through me.

“I don’t want to do this on the sofa. There’s not enough room to move around. We can go upstairs to the bedroom or we can wait until tonight.”

The wait would kill me. I would be a bundle of nerves and lust by then. I licked my lips and tasted his kisses still there. “I want to go upstairs.”

*

RYAN

In the bedroom, I could tell even though she was pretty hot for me, Tana was still nervous. I didn’t know if it was because she was afraid of what was coming or if it was because I was the one she was with. I should push her away and tell her she needed to be with the kind of guy who could promise her a life instead of one who couldn’t even promise her tomorrow. But then she whispered my name with a mountain of hope and longing attached to it and no way in hell could I walk away. I wasn’t that strong.

On one side of the room, a chair with funny looking flowers on the fabric was pushed under a table that had all sorts of brushes, perfume bottles and makeup on it. I pulled out the chair and took a seat, then looked at Tana.

“Sit here.” I patted my lap.

She moved slowly toward me and after a brief hesitation and a glance at the erection trying to poke itself through my pants, she straddled me. The movement hitched her skirt up just enough to get comfortable, but not enough to for me to see her panties. Having her on me felt so damn good. I reached up behind her and unfastened her bra and she swallowed, closing her eyes with a soft little gasp I would have missed hearing had I not been paying close attention.

Grasping her shirt by the hem, I pulled it over her head, tossing it toward the table. Her pink bra was sexy and tantalizing, hiding from me what I couldn’t wait another second to feast my eyes on. I tugged the straps of the bra slowly down the length of her arms, kissing the mounds of flesh as it slipped off. I aimed it in the general direction I’d thrown her shirt. Her breasts bounced lightly when I moved and the beauty and perfection in her nakedness left me speechless. I’d never seen a girl as perfect as Tana.

I raised my hands slowly and cupped them, lifting them up to meet my lips. After I pressed kisses and lightly suckled on the tender flesh, she moaned and her eyes shot open. I stroked my thumbs across the nipples and she brought her hands up in an attempt to cover herself. “My breasts are too big. I always carried an extra few pounds and—”

“Stop.” I moved her hands away. My heart lurched. “Tana, look at me.”

She pulled her gaze from the floor to meet mine.

“Don’t put yourself down. Not with me. You are beautiful and amazing and I feel like the luckiest son of a bitch in the world right now. But if you want me to stop, all you have to do is tell me. I’m not the kind of guy that pushes a girl to do what she’s not ready for. I don’t take what’s not willingly given physically or emotionally, okay?”

Her eyes welled with tears. “You really think I’m beautiful? I’ve never seen myself that way.”

“Because you don’t look at you the way that I do.”

She smiled her beautiful smile then whispered so softly I almost couldn’t hear her, “Please don’t stop.”

I moved slowly, each movement careful. I didn’t want to rush things. It might sound arrogant but I’d known how to play a girl’s body since I was fourteen years old. I knew the mechanics of how to drive them crazy up against a wall, on a bed, on the floor or outside in the middle of a snowstorm. But what I didn’t know, what I was learning with Tana was that there was more than mechanics involved and it was more important for me right now to give her what her body needed than it was for me to answer the call my erection demanded I answer.

No matter how badly I wanted to push inside her and feel her muscles milk my dick for every last drop, I wanted to rock Tana in ways that she’d never forget. I knew I couldn’t be her forever guy, but I wanted to be permanently inked on her soul. I danced my fingers across her boobs and she buried her head in the side of my neck, pressing kisses and whispering

my name over and over like a mantra. Her thighs quivered when I moved my palms upward across the silkiness of her skin until I reached the bottom of her skirt. She wiggled around on me, grinding against my erection.

Gritting my teeth together, I begged, “Could you try to sit still?”

“Why?” She moved her lips to mine and deliberately rocked herself back and forth.

“Tana,” I said sharply against her mouth, needing her to stop. “If you don’t quit moving, it’s going to drive me over the edge.”

“You don’t like it?”

“I do. Too damn much, but I want to take it slow with you.” I pushed at her skirt until I exposed the edge of her panties. Like her bra, they were pink and trimmed in lace. I trailed a finger along the center of her vagina and upward, pushing with just enough pressure to make her feel it right against her sensitive spot. Her thigh muscles contracted and tightened against mine. I slipped my fingers inside the edge of her panties and stroked her heated, ready-for-me flesh. She gasped and clutched my shoulders. . Her pupils darkened and her breathing quickened.

“You enjoy that?” I slipped my index finger into her moistness and moved my thumb faster back and forth across her clit at the same time.

“Ryan...” she gasped and squirmed, making a moaning sound. She pressed into my hand, her eyes darkening.

I stilled and raised my eyebrows. “Yes?”

She moved her hips, seeking what she didn’t know but I did and I planned to draw it out until she screamed her throat raw calling my name. I wanted her to be so fucking satisfied that every time she thought about this time, she’d get wet.

I started moving my thumb again, carefully watching her face. When she bit her lip and I knew she was getting close to an orgasm, I stopped again and she groaned in frustration. “It’s just now getting good, honey.” I lifted her up off me, moved out of the way and nudged her down into the chair. She looked up at me as I knelt in front of her.

“What are you doing?”

I lifted her foot, trailed my fingers up her long legs, and eased her panties down on one side. Then I lifted the other and slid her panties to her knees, taking my time and letting the material whisper against her skin before I pulled them completely off. I put my hands on the inside her knees. Pushing them wider, I moved closer to her, settling my head between her legs and she immediately put her hand out.

“Ryan...it’s...I feel embarrassed.”

I kissed the inside of her leg, inching closer up her thigh. “You have no reason to. Let your legs fall open and let me taste you.”

For a second, I didn’t think she was going to but then she moaned in surrender and spread her legs wider.

Chapter Ten

TANA

When Ryan’s tongue first touched me, I shoved back with my feet so hard I nearly tipped the chair over but he didn’t miss a beat. He reached up with one hand and held the chair in place. He sucked on the aching, needy flesh as I cupped my hands on his head, then his shoulders. I slid down in the chair, offering myself up to him. Working his tongue, he explored every inch of me and I’d never felt more exposed or worshipped.