I cut him off.“I’ll deal.”
His expression started changing.“No you won’t.”
“Baby,” I hissed, putting my lips almost on top of his,“shut up andkiss me.”
He shut up.
And then he whipped me to my back on the bed, curling overme, and hekissed me.
He did not tear my clothes off.
I did not tear his off.
We kissed and we touched and we stroked over clothes, thenunder them.
After a while we kissed harder and deeper and we touchedmore and I pulled off his thermal.He drew away to yank off his boots andsocks.
He came back and we kissed hotter and wilder and we touchedhungrier.But I got the better end of that deal because his smooth, sleek, warmskin was under my hands, I could feel the power of the muscle underneath thatheated silk, and with all the kissing and touching andthat, suddenlyI was all about making this something to remember and going at it hot andheavy.
Andfast.
So I pushed up with my hips to roll him to his back,straddled him, sat up, and pulled off my thermal andcami.
Astride him in nothing up top but my bra, Snapper justwrapped his fingers around the skin at my waist and slowly slid them up.
I felt him straining against his fly between my legs but hetook his time.
“Baby,” I whispered.
He sat up, touched his mouth to mine, wrapped an arm aroundme then glided his free hand up to my breast.
He held the weight in his palm over my bra but did nothingelse.
“Snapper, honey,” I breathed, pressing and swirling my hipsinto his hardness.
“Rosie,” he whispered back, his sweet baritone drifting allover me.
He used his arm at my waist to pull me back and dropped hishead to my chest.
Unhurried, he slid it to the breast he was not holding, overthe swell, then back again, this time tracing the edge of the lace with histongue.
Now we were getting somewhere.
But he was still going slow.
Restlessly, I churned against his hips, stroking his hair,his back, arching into his touch.
“I’m not real sure I can do slow,” I told him breathlesslyon the backward glide of his tongue.
“No?”he asked my skin.
“No,” I murmured.
“Hmm…” he hummed against my skin.
God!
He was driving me crazy!
