She burned, feverish from the arousal building at his touch.
“Good?”
Damn him. “I think you missed a few spots,” she said, sounding weak.
His deep laugh shot her libido into overdrive.
Reggie slid his hands over her arm to her stomach. “You seem tense.”
“Oh, shut up.”
He chuckled and slid his lips closer to her ear to whisper, “I’m tense too.” He nibbled her earlobe, and her body shouted for him to stop teasing and touch her where she needed it.
The nibbling turned to kissing as Reggie ran his lips down her neck to her shoulder, then back up to her ear, her cheek. She turned, unable to wait, and met his mouth while his hands rubbed her stomach, grazing her ribs right under her breasts.
It should have been awkward in this position, nearly in his lap, having to turn her head to meet his mouth. And it was…but she didn’t care.
He was kissing her, and it felt so damn good. His hands moved up, so that he cupped her breasts. And his clever fingers ran over her nipples, which had grown stiff and so sensitized, she swore he’d grazed between her legs with that touch.
“So sweet,” he murmured and slowly shifted her body so that she was soon straddling his waist, on her knees, with them face-to-face.
Reggie stared at her. “You’re so sexy. So pretty.”
“Yeah? Well, you’re slow.” She moved his hand back to her breast. “Now kiss me, squatter. You owe me rent.”
His slow smile was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.
And then her brain turned off.
Reggie’s kiss fried her. His lips, his tongue. Teasing with the promise of so much pleasure. She could do nothing but follow his lead. Maggie lost control of her body and her awareness of anything not Reggie. He held her breasts, palming them before pinching her nipples with the right amount of pressure. Not too much, but just enough to keep her squirming on top of him.
“That’s it.” He sat her on top of him, that solid erection grinding between her legs. “Fuck, you feel good.”
She kissed her way down his throat. “So do you.”
He moaned and forced her to kiss him again, where she sucked his tongue and stroked him, licking deeper. His kisses grew more demanding.
He found the snap of her jeans and stayed there.
She let go of his neck to help him unfasten her pants, giving him the encouragement he needed.
And he took it from there.
His hand slid down her front, not stopping until his fingers met the wet desire between her legs.
She sucked in a breath, shocked at how much she needed this. Neededhim.
He met her gaze, his satisfied, hungry, and he watched as he pushed a thick finger inside her.
“Reggie,” she rasped.
“Maggie,” he whispered back and thrust his finger deeper.
She rocked against him, dragging him close for a kiss, and instinctively sought more.
Reggie was happy to agree, grinding his hand against her clit while he thrust his finger in and out of her body, bringing her to a sharp, instant climax that rocked her existence.
While she clamped down on him, she pulled away from his mouth, moaning and shaking.
