Oh, the pleasure of it! The exquisite wonder of his hot wet mouth moving over the tip of her breast, drawing in the distended nipple, suckling it like a babe. She felt a shaft of excitement shoot down between her thighs, where his thigh had taken up residence once again. As he kissed and suckled and nibbled she arched her back, pressing her breasts against him with wanton abandon, clutching his head with both hands in his hair as she rubbed herself against that marvelous thigh. . . . Then one of his hands was sliding down from its play with her breasts stroking her stomach, a finger burrowing playfully … Continue reading Karen Robards