He picked up her foot, kissed her sole and each of her toes, working his way over the bridge of her foot to her ankle and then the inside of her calf.
“That tickles.”
“It does?” He nibbled his way up the inside of her leg, his fingers caressing the sensitive back of her knee.
By the time he reached her inner thigh, her eyes were closed once more, one of her hands fisted in the sheets.
Anticipation was one hell of an aphrodisiac.
He kissed his way to the top of her thigh, her scent filling his head, sending a jolt of pure lust through him. Then he remembered the fantasy she’d shared this past summer, so he kissed her curls, letting his tongue slide into her cleft to tease her clit.
Her breath caught, and her body arched.
God, she tasted good.
But when he raised himself back up and picked up her other foot to start over, she moaned in frustration. “That’s not what you said you would do.”
“Patience. There’s a lot more of you to taste.”
And a half-hour still until midnight.
A knock at the door.
Megs stopped reading just as Kim opened the door. “The lab is here for another blood draw, and I need to change out his antibiotics.”
More than a little turned on by what she’d just read, she had to bite back a smile. “Do what you need to do.”
Mitch watched her, something akin to fascination in his eyes. Did he understand what she was reading? Did he remember that night?
Kim hooked up the new bag of antibiotics. “How is he doing?”
“He seems to be doing fine. I’m still reading. We haven’t finished yet.” Megs almost laughed out loud at her own words.
Kim headed toward the door. “I’ll be back in about an hour with more meds.”
“Thanks.”
Then the lab tech came with a cart to draw blood from his subclavian line.
“Thank you.” Megs’ gaze met Mitch’s as the tech left them alone again, closing the door behind him. “Now, where were we?”
“Patience.There’s so much more of you to taste.”
Mitch’s heart pounded as if he were climbing a 5.12. After waiting for so long, tonight was the night. It almost didn’t seem real. He had half expected her to give up on him when he was away at school and find another man, someone who would be only too willing to take advantage of her.
But here she was, naked and warm andhis—at least for tonight.
She let out a breath, her hands fisting in the sheets again, as he tasted his way up her other leg, lingering on her most sensitive places. When he reached the top of her thigh again, he did what he’d done before, licking her, taking a hit of her.
She bucked, moaned.
But he wasn’t finished.
He kissed his way over her hips, her belly, her ribcage, and her breasts once more, before finally nibbling his way along the column of her throat.
“Mitch! You’re torturing me!”
“Oh, honey, I’m just getting started.” He kissed her again, let his hand explore her breasts and belly, moving downward in slow circles, savoring the silky feel of her skin.
