“We really should stop before this gets out of hand,” she said, then smacked another kiss on his lips that made him think,Too late.
“You stop first.”Dan cupped her left breast and took one of her dark, perky nipples into his mouth again.When she squirmed against him, he hissed out the final, definitive question.“Do you want to stop, Libby?”
“No,” she snapped, then sent shockwaves to his core as she rubbed herself firmer against him and kissed his neck.“I’m not saying Iwantto stop, just that weshouldstop.”
“Well, we should do a lot of things,” he told her, struggling to breathe.“Eat more vegetables, get more sleep, read more books.”With a breast in each hand, he strummed her nipples.“Does this feel right to you?”
With a moan, she began to ride him.“Yes.It feels right.”
“That’s a very good thing, then.”He raised himself to kiss her, sealing the agreement.
“You have a great mouth,” she said, “and a great body.Ooh, yes… and great hands, too.”
He’d just slid one between her thighs.
“Really great,” she moaned.She closed her eyes, arched her back and caught her bottom lip between her teeth.“Dan.”
Things between them suddenly ramped up a few million degrees.One of her lush breasts swayed against his jaw.Dan caught her nipple between his lips again and gently sucked.Libby groaned again, the heat between her legs radiating to where he throbbed.He swept his tongue over hers.A lifetime later, they came up panting for air.Libby raised herself and straddled him, boobs jiggling gloriously in his eyeline.
“Hey, Cranky.”She clicked her fingers in front of his face.“Up here?”
“Eh?What?”Transfixed on her breasts, he’d obviously missed something.
“I said, I don’t have any condoms.”Her words slowly seeped into his sex starved brain.
“Fuck.Neither do I.”
“Damn.”Libby flopped back against him.
Dan let out a long sigh, but it did nothing to expel his frustration.“Packing condoms didn’t even enter my mind.”
“Tell me about it,” Libby said, dragging a hand through her hair.“Being a single mom doesn’t bring a whole load of opportunities.Not that I ever imagined anyone ever wanting to have sex with me again.”
“Hey.I’d have sex with you, Libby…” Dan jerked his hips as a reminder that—hello!—she was the cause of his raging hard on.“In case you hadn’t notice.”
“Oh, I’ve noticed.”She kissed him hard on the lips.“But you’re a friend so you don’t count, even if you are my one and only chance to see any action.”
One and only?He was about to insist how wrong she was—lots of men would want to be where Dan was right now—but he didn’t want to think about Libby doing this with another man.She was all his.For tonight at least.And what did she mean by him not counting?
“My opinion as a man does count,” he said.“Friend or not, you’re very shaggable.”
“Gee, thanks,” she laughed.“Same to you.Too bad we fell short in thefriends who help each other outdepartment.”
What?No way.
He couldn’t leave her like this.
With a kiss, he gently eased her back to where she’d been a few seconds ago—cradling his hard-on between her warm soft center.“With or without a condom, this friend will see to your needs, Libby.”He slid one hand inside her shorts again and stroked her breast with the other until her breathy moans came quick and needy.
“I’m not gonna let you down,” he told her, sucking one of her tight, beading nipples into his mouth again.She arched her back.“I’m gonna make you come.”
Chapter 21
TheroosterrousedLibbyfrom sleep, but instead of seeing a sky still inky with night through her bedroom window, she saw that it was pale and rosy.Beside her, Karim stirred.Libby held her breath.His little face twisted, and when he let out a grumble and settled back to sleep, she silently exhaled her relief that she still had a few more minutes to herself.
Last night washed over her like a dream.Not quite real, not quite finished.
She and Dan had come together on the couch, finding relief in each other, clothed from the waist down.Flushed and shy, she hadn’t been able to look him in the eyes until he’d held her chin and said, “How was that for you, friend?”
