“I need to feel all of you. Where is your bedroom?”
She pointed to her bedroom door. “That one.”
He bent, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. Laughter spilled from her lips as he carried her to the bedroom. He didn’t drop her hard to the bed, but she bounced a little when she landed, making her laugh.
He waggled his eyebrows. “You ready for some fun?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” He pushed off his pants, kicking them to the side.
She thought he was going to crawl onto the bed, and they’d get to it, but he kissed his way up her legs until his lips were on her pussy. His tongue licked up her slit, finding her clit. He applied pressure with his tongue, and she cried out, arching up off the bed.
His chuckle vibrated over her clit, sending shivers down her spine. Then he sucked her clit into his mouth, making her gasp. The pleasure was almost too much, and shecouldn’t focus on anything else. He licked and sucked, taking her even higher. His hands ran up her body to her nipples, teasing them, before he slid one hand between her legs.
His fingers were at her entrance, exciting her, then he pushed them in and sucked in her clit again. She pressed her hips up against his mouth. He was going to make her come again. She clutched the sheets as he licked her clit, his tongue swirling around her sensitive bud.
“Oh God, so good.”
He chuckled against her pussy and that pushed her over the edge. This orgasm blanked her mind, and she floated in her own little slice of heaven. He was kissing her body, making his way over her belly to one breast then the other.
His movement seemed slow, languid, drawing her into a trance. He must have grabbed the condoms at some point because he’d rolled one on.
When his cock brushed over her, she spread her legs and hooked one leg over his, pulling him closer. Being with this man was wonderful. When they were younger, she’d wanted him but hadn’t really known what that meant. Now she knew and was old enough to enjoy what he was giving her.
Chapter 7
Griz couldn’t believehow freaking good it felt to be with Elowen. This woman had been a whisper of a myth in his mind for years but now she was here, live and in person.
Her hands felt good on his body, her lips even better. The way her pussy wrapped around and squeezed his cock felt amazing. He pulled out then sank in again, reveling in the feeling of her holding him.
No question, most guys felt they were in charge during sex, but that was an illusion, a lie they told themselves. The woman was the one in charge. Pussies tempted men to lose their minds and their souls as they slid in and out. He’d always kept hold of his soul, but with Elowen, he would be willing to let it go just to see her smile.
She gasped again as he shoved in, hitting bottom. His cock filled her perfectly. He wiggled his hips, wishing he could grind deeper into her. Her mouth opened as she gasped.
If they could fall asleep like this, he would want to stay inside her forever. Sure there were other things they had todo, like eat and sleep, but he never wanted to leave her bed.
He stared at her as he pulled out and pumped in again. She was lost in the pleasure, her lips twisting up and her eyes narrowing as he filled her.
Of all the people he could have found here in the mountains of California, he never would have expected Elowen. She was from his past, but now, in bed with her, he wanted to make her part of his future.
The idea sent a spark through him, and he couldn’t hold it together. His breath caught as his balls emptied. She held onto him as he came, her arms and legs wrapping around him. He doubted sex would be this great every time, but at the moment, he felt on top of the world.
He pulled out, and she lay still as he rolled over to toss the used condom in the trash. Too bad he didn’t have two boxes, because he could see them going at it again in a few hours.
When he stretched out beside her, she moved so one leg was draped over his and his arm was around her. Her head rested on his shoulder, sending warmth through him. He kissed the top of her head and she looked up, their gazes meeting.
“That was special,” he whispered.
She nodded. “It was.”
He liked her hair. It was short, just a few inches long, and brown with golden sun streaks. It looked good on her, and he wanted to run his fingers through the short strands.
Her brown eyes had flecks of gold in them, and her eyelashes were long without any makeup. She wasn’t wearing any now, and he found that interesting. Few women he’d been with went without makeup.
“What happened to you after high school?” Griz asked.
She shrugged then let go a heavy sigh. “After you tookoff, it was awful. I know you didn’t leave because you ran away or whatever bullshit your father spewed. Said you stole a few hundred dollars?—”
