More Than a Mission - Caridad Pineiro [78]
Bending, he replaced his hands with his mouth, skimming his lips against the tips until she was straining toward him. Finally taking one hard peak into his mouth, he sucked as she cradled his head to her.
Elizabeth sighed at the heat of his mouth on her nipple. She took a hesitant breath when he sucked and then circled it with his tongue.
She held his head to her, urged him on. The feelings he roused…they chased away the chill. The deadness inside of her, but not Dani.
No matter what anyone said, Dani was still there.
As Aidan would be even after he was long gone.
And that made her need more of him. She needed it to remember a bit longer what it was like to be loved so much.
She urged him up and kissed him. Deeply, never wavering as she told him with her lips and mouth how much she needed him. Never hesitating as she pulled on his shirt and dragged it over his head. She reached down and undid the zipper on his jeans, freed him.
He groaned when she held him and broke away from her kiss. Leaning his forehead against hers, he whispered, “I want you so badly, but…not so fast.”
“Not fast,” she repeated. “Only, I want you next to me. Making me warm.”
He smiled and cradled her face. “I want it, too.”
With those words and a smile, they both quickly undressed and then slipped beneath the sheets together. Bodies naked, warm, as skin met skin.
“That feels…good,” she said and ran a hand along the muscles of his chest.
“Really good?” he teased and ran his hand along her breasts, rousing her again.
She savored it. The light caress of the back of his hand, hardly touching her.
Easing her thigh between his legs, she shifted so they were closer. At her belly, his erection nestled contentedly, which was perfect. She wanted so much more right now.
She laid her hands on his shoulders and kissed him, made love to him with her mouth. Opening his mouth with her tongue to slip inside, she danced it beside his tongue before withdrawing it to trace the edges of his lips, eager to memorize the shape of them, the feel, so that once he was gone, she could still remember them.
When that memory was imprinted on her brain, she shifted her mouth to his jaw, kissed along the line of it. Moved up to the shell of his ear and his lobe, which she bit gently, sending a shudder through his body.
He moved his hands to her back and pulled her close until their bodies were pressed together. Her breasts against the hardness of chest. His hardness jutting into her belly.
He moved his mouth to her ear and then lower, to the juncture of her neck and shoulder and the spot that was still sensitive from the night before. When he brushed his lips there, it awakened her within and her insides clenched.
She butted her hips against him, but he whispered, “I feel it, too, Lizzy. Touch me.”
She did, reaching between their bodies to wrap her hand around him while she moved her mouth to the side of his neck. There was a purple spot she’d put there. Her love bite. She covered that same spot, sucked gently and he moaned. His erection jumped in her hand.
But she still took it slowly, sucking on his neck while gently caressing him with her hand.
He lowered his head, kissed her breasts over and over before moving one hand downward and parting her. He eased his hand over the center of her, already damp and hot from his caresses. “You feel so warm,” he whispered.
She wanted another part of him to feel it and eased her thigh over his, shifted her hips and guided him with her hand until he was nestled between her thighs. His erection pressed along the length of her.
He groaned, rubbed himself along her while she held him to her with her hand. He was breathing hard, gripping her shoulders to control himself. “I wish I could be inside you. Feel the heat. The wet, but…”
She wanted it, too, but knew they couldn’t do it without the protection that was just a few feet away in the nightstand. “Just feel this for now,” she