Maura lowered her eyes to stare at his chest.“No ...yes ...I mean ...I don’t know.”
He placed his hand under her chin and gently forced her gaze back up to his curious eyes.“You don’t know?”
Her hesitation bothered him until she opened her mouth and stammered, “It’s ...it’s just that I ...I’m not really good at this.”
Confused, he shook his head and took a step backward.“What are you talking about?Maura, honey, from what I can tell so far, you’re excellent at this.I could kiss you for hours.”
“Not kissing.”Her gaze fell to the carpet, and her voice dropped to a mere whisper.“I mean the ...the sex part.”
His eyes narrowed as he studied her face.She was serious.“What are you talking about?”
She sighed and shrugged her shoulders as her cheeks reddened with obvious embarrassment.“In the past, I’ve been told that I’m not that good in bed, and I don’t want you to be disappointed.”
KC’s jaw tightened with anger at the thought of any man telling Maura she wasn’t good enough at anything, much less having sex with her in the first place.“What fucking asshole said that?”
Not waiting for an answer, he took her hand and guided it to his hard and throbbing cock.“This is what you do to me, just by looking at me.Sweetheart, sex goes both ways.Maybe things weren’t right because the selfish jackass didn’t take his time to show you how good it could be.”
Leaving her hand at his groin, he trailed his palm back up her body to her breast.“No one took the time to find out what made your body respond in pleasure.”He rubbed his thumb over her peaked nipple, and she inhaled sharply.“That’s how you make sex good—great even.Let me show you.”
Maura arched her back, her eyelids fluttering closed as he continued to rub the ripe bud through the thin material of her dress and bra.She gasped, then sighed, as her body closed the distance between them as if pulled by a string.“KC, show me.Please show me how good it can be.”
He growled.“With pleasure, honey.With absolute pleasure.”
Chapter13
KC took her mouth again, and she melted in his arms.Moriah wanted him in a way she had never wanted any other man.She grew bolder as they kissed and found her hands reaching out to KC, seemingly without an order from her brain.Gripping his sculpted shoulders, she pulled him tighter against her own body.
Never had she responded to a man this strongly and quickly before.Inhaling him, she reveled in running her hands over his solid form.Her blood was boiling, and she felt moisture flush from her pussy.The throbbing between her legs beat in time with her racing heart.She couldn’t believe her body’s reaction to KC.In the past, it had always taken plenty of foreplay for her to be even half this responsive.Her body was ready to take him, and they were still fully clothed.
Gathering the material of her dress in his hands, he pulled it up her body and over her head, one slow, excruciating inch at a time.Normally, she would be self-conscious of a man undressing her, but all she felt with KC was heat, electricity, desire, and passion.
He tossed her dress aside, then ran his calloused hands over the soft, smooth skin of her shoulders and back, trailing down to her buttocks, which he grabbed and squeezed.She desperately wanted his clothes and the rest of hers to disappear until there was nothing between them—skin on incredible skin.
He must have read her mind.Leaving her mouth, he nuzzled her neck at the spot just below her ear.“Undress me, sweetheart.”
Backing up half a step, he gave her room to get her hands between them so she could unbutton his shirt.This was a first for her.The guys she’d dated in the past had always undressed themselves before hopping into bed with her.
After she had finished with the last button, her hands stroked up his torso and burrowed under his shirt.How could his skin be so soft yet so hard at the same time?
God, she wanted to lick him.
Taste him.
Devour him.
She’d never felt this alive before, this empowered, and she didn’t want the feeling to end.
Pushing the shirt off his shoulders, she let it drop to the floor and lowered her hands to attack his belt buckle.All the while, KC kissed and nibbled on her shoulders and neck.She had trouble with the buckle and couldn’t look down with his head in the way, so she had to beg him.“Please, help me.”
He didn’t stop what he was doing, but his hands went to his waist, and within seconds, he had the annoying accessory open.Instead of undoing the button and zipper of his pants himself, he returned her hands to them so she could do it for him.It didn’t take her long, and she shoved the khakis from his hips, revealing his black boxer briefs.KC kicked off the pants and then quickly removed her bra and underwear.
Picking her up in his arms, he skirted the bed and placed her in the middle of the mattress.Lying beside her, he started to bestow more kisses on her body as if he were worshiping her.His mouth slowly worked its way down her neck to her shoulder and then further to the valley between her breasts.
His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, heating her flesh as they caressed her waist, hips, back, and legs.He stroked her outer thigh and then torturously began a slow advance to the pulsating heat between her legs.The torment was so intense she wasn’t sure how much she could take before begging him to touch her where she needed him the most.
His hand stopped at the crease of her hip, and simultaneously, his thumb flicked her clit as his tongue swiped her nipple, and she nearly jolted off the bed.“Oh, God!”
KC didn’t break his stride as he continued the thrilling assault on her body.He pulled the stiff peak of her nipple with his lips and teeth before giving the same attention to its twin.His deft fingers found her labia soaking wet as he stroked her, matching the rhythm of his mouth.She squirmed and tried to get closer to him.She wanted him inside her ...now!
