one serious entanglement
Caught in her spell, Ryan did as he was told and lit the candle. The soft vanilla scent mixed with Elissa’s powdery fragrance. He wanted her more than he’d ever admit even to himself.
She returned before he could second-guess his decision to stay, flushed and breathless and clutching a handful of condoms. A primal instinct told him he could have her, have all of her, if he just reached out, if he just had the courage to ask.
He allowed a grin to tease at the corner of his lips as he glanced at the hand holding the condoms. “Seems a bit ambitious.”
Her face went from pink to red as she followed his gaze. “I could count them, if you want.”
Ryan rose from the bed and snagged an arm around her waist. He pulled her tight as he took the condoms from her. Without looking, he tossed them toward the nightstand. At least one hit its target.
“I think we’ll manage.”
And he kissed her. She tasted of white wine and Thai spices and peanuts. His hand slid into her curls, and they wrapped their silky tendrils around his fingers. He could spend all night just kissing her. His cock hardened, objecting to the idea. Well, maybe not all night.
She kissed him back, her fingers trailing up his chest, lingering in the dark curls. He let go for a moment to shut the door behind her.
“When does your roommate get back?” He tugged her tight against him, reveling in her silken skin as his hands inched closer and closer to the bra closure.
“Midnight, at the earliest.”
“Mmm, good.” With a deft flick, he undid her bra.
Elissa gasped. Oh, he loved that little noise. He brushed his lips against hers but quickly moved on to her jaw. Another kiss on her ear. A trail, feather-light, down her neck.
One hand brushed a bra strap down her arm, then repeated the motion on the other side. He put enough distance between them for her undergarment to drop to the floor. Ryan took her mouth again, and her soft breasts pressed into his chest.
His hands trailed along her spine, and she shivered beneath his touch.
“Please,” she whispered against his lips.
He silenced her with another deep kiss, teasing her tongue with his as one hand drifted to those luscious breasts. His fingers grazed her nipple, and she gasped again. He swallowed the sound.
“Please what?”
“I don’t know. Just, please?”
He trailed kisses down her neck, down her chest. She panted, her hands clutching his hair and tugging in a deliciously sexy way.
“Use your words.”
He brushed his thumb over a nipple once, twice, a third time.
“Fuck me. Please, fuck me.”
He drew the nipple into his mouth and sucked while his hand teased and tweaked her other nipple. She’d been dropping curses all night, here and there. He loved that he caused her to lose control. And he couldn’t wait for her to shatter under his touch. Watching her come undone was going to be the highlight of his life.
The moans coming out of her pink mouth were enough to harden his cock almost painfully. He stroked her nipple with his tongue as his hands moved down her sides and found the button and zipper of her slacks.
With a quick flick, he had them open.
“It will be your pleasure.” He pushed her over onto the bed.
She bounced, first with a gasp, then a giggle. Ryan undid his pants and pushed them down. She canted herself up on her elbows and watched as he quickly tugged off his socks. She stared at the tent under his boxer-briefs and bit her lip. With her distracted, he grabbed her pants legs and yanked them right off.
Elissa squealed delightfully, but they quickly turned to gasps as he trailed kisses up her legs. His fingers drifted behind, and goosebumps rose in their wake. As he approached the apex of her thighs, the kisses stopped, and he licked and nibbled. She clutched the covers tight.
“Hands on me, Elissa.”
