With Lennox’s help, Talia slipped off her shirt and then her bra. He kissed and nibbled every inch of skin as it was revealed, his mouth finding erogenous zones she didn’t know she had.
Lennox caught her eyes again as he reached for the buttons of her jeans, once again waiting to make sure she was okay with where this was going. She nodded without a moment’s hesitation. She’d never wanted to be with someone more than this. Yes, being in a relationship with him would be complicated—and probably scary at times—but being with him like this was never going to be hard.
She had to hold on tightly to the edge of the countertop as he pulled off her jeans and panties. Her clothes barely hit the floor before he was between her thighs again, his hands grazing slowly up her legs as he spread them wide. He pushed her knees back until they were pressed against her shoulders, and she leaned her head back against the cabinet as she balanced carefully on her butt.
Lennox stepped closer until he was between her upraised knees, leaning in with one hand resting on the cabinet above her head, his face close enough to feel his breath on her cheeks.
She was so mesmerized by his gaze that she didn’t realize he was moving until she felt his fingers tracing gently along her left leg, leaving a trail of heat all the way from her knee to the top of her inner thigh. Her breath froze in her lungs, knowing exactly where those fingers were heading.
It occurred to her as Lennox teased her mercilessly, that she was sitting completely naked on a countertop in his kitchen, while he hadn’t taken off one article of clothing yet. For some reason, Talia found something incredibly sexy about that.
“Don’t tease me,” she murmured when he lightly caressed her with his fingers.
Taking her pleas to heart, he slid his finger inside, making her tremble with pleasure.
“That feels so good,” she moaned. It was like he had a road map straight to her G-spot. “Don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” he whispered, his voice close to her ear.
His mouth captured hers as his fingers plundered her body, pushing her toward the edge faster than she would have thought possible. She already felt that familiar tingle deep in her core that promised something mind-blowing was on the horizon.
“Yes…yes…yes,” Talia chanted, pulling her mouth away as Lennox’s fingers started moving faster, making her squirm in pleasure as her breathing got more erratic and out of control.
Just when she thought she might pass out from lack of oxygen, he began making little circles with the heel of his hand into her clit. The combined sensations sent shockwaves through her core, making her whole body shake.
The orgasm hit her hard and fast, muscles contracting so strongly that her head thumped back against the cabinet behindher, vision going white, pleasure as hot as fire ripping through her.
The intensity of her climax was just starting to ebb when Lennox pulled his hand away. But before she could even think about complaining, those wonderful fingers were replaced by something even more amazing.
His mouth.
Coming right down on her clit.
After the orgasm she’d just experienced, that part of her body should have been too sensitive to even think about touching anymore. But somehow, having his mouth on her turned out to be the most perfect sensation ever, nudging her right back into another climax. Or maybe it reignited the one she’d just had. Regardless, it was awesome!
If he hadn’t been holding onto her legs, she probably would have fallen right off the counter. As it was, he simply held her in place and licked her until she exploded.
When Lennox finally stood up, Talia felt like one big noodle.
“Don’t move,” he murmured softly.
Not that she was rational enough at the moment to understand what he was saying anyway. She leaned back against the cabinet and tried to get her mind to stop spinning. By the time she realized he’d slipped out of the kitchen, he was back, pulling his T-shirt over his head and moving toward her with the grace and intensity of a panther. When he started unbuckling his belt and she saw the small foil packet in his hand, she knew exactly why he’d disappeared and where this was going.
On the kitchen counter no less.
That would be a first.
She was so wrapped up in those thoughts, she missed Lennox’s striptease, only realizing he was completely nakedwhen he moved close to the counter. Her breath caught in her throat. He was an absolute specimen of male perfection.
Lennox was muscular, but in that wiry, swimmer kind of way, with broad shoulders, sculpted pecs, abs, and thighs. He was so gorgeous, it was difficult not to stare. Then she saw his erection and everything else—as amazing as the whole package was—took a backseat. Seeing how excited he was as he rolled on the condom turned her on all over again.
As Lennox closed the last few inches between them, she noted that the counter couldn’t have been at a better height for this. When he slid into her, it stole her breath away.
“Yes,” she moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist to lock her heels behind his back. “You feel so perfect like that. Don’t move, please don’t move.”
“You don’t want me to move…at all?” he asked with a soft chuckle, leaning into her and driving himself a little deeper. “Just stay right here, the rest of the night?”
At first, that seemed like a wonderful idea as her body spasmed delightfully around him but a few seconds later, it became impossible to ignore the insistent demand that was building in her core for him to thrust.
