Beginning Again: Book 1 in the Second Chances series (Crimson Romance) by Peggy Bird Read Free Book Online Page B

hips bucked up to give him more access.
    She’d never felt anything like it, this electricity racing through her body, this need to have him inside her, to be completely his. No one had ever made love to her like this before. She whimpered in protest when he moved his mouth only to gasp with pleasure as he introduced his fingers into her slick, tight channel.
    His fingers moved inside her, finding a place she didn’t know existed and massaging it as his thumb circled her clitoris. The orgasm ripped through her and she knew the world would never be the same again.
    “Collins, please … ” She tugged at him to move up, so she had contact with more of his body.
    “Please, what, sweetheart? Tell me what you want. I’ll do whatever you want me to. Just tell me.”
    “I want you.”
    “How? How do you want me?” He moved up over her, his body rubbing against hers with the maximum of friction, every inch of her body aware of every inch of his.
    “Inside me. Please.”
    “Like this?” She could feel his finger moving inside her.
    “No, I want … ” She paused.
    “What? Say it.”
    “Your cock. I want your cock in me. Please.”
    “Put your legs around me.” When she did, he said, “That’s my girl,” and slowly, carefully entered her. “You’re so snug, so hot. You feel amazing.” Finally, with long, slow strokes he filled her completely. Then he stopped.
    “Oh, God, don’t stop!” She arched against him, angling her hips, moving restlessly.
    “Tell me what it feels like, sweetheart,” he whispered as he nuzzled her neck.
    “Good. It feels good.”
    “No, tell me really what you feel.”
    “I can’t feel anything but you. Every part of me just feels you. I’ve never… … I never knew… … ” She took his face in her hands and kissed him with a hunger only the taste of him could satisfy.
    When he began to move inside her again, her internal muscles contracted around him as her climax revived and strengthened. He thrust faster, harder. His breathing matched. “Come with me, babe,” he said in a hoarse voice.
    But he didn’t have to ask. The second orgasm overwhelmed her and brought on his as together they rode it out to completion.
    Afterwards neither of them spoke as they lay twined together trying to get their breathing and heart rates back from someplace in the stratosphere. Finally, he said, “So, was that nice for you?”
    She nipped him on the shoulder. “You win. You’re amazing. I never — ”
    He stopped her with a quick kiss. “Babe, it takes two to be amazing. And we were, weren’t we?”
    “Yes, but I’m not a babe.”
    “Believe me, sweetheart, you are a babe.” He touched the tip of her nose with his index finger. “A babe who owes me twenty bucks.”
    “Are you serious?” She reared her head back and threw him a startled look.
    “A bet is a bet. And you just admitted I won.”
    “I’ve never paid for sex before.” The startled look had morphed into a disingenuous smile. “Is a check okay?”
    “If the purpose of that comment was to put me in my place, it sure as hell worked.”
    “You don’t like being a boy-toy?”
    “I guess you didn’t notice that’s not in my personality.” He kissed her again. “But, maybe for you, I’d be willing to give it a shot.” After a few minutes of contented silence, he said, “About that bad-in-bed thing … ”
    “Okay, can we leave the subject behind? I’ve conceded just about everything. What more do you want?”
    “Alsace-Lorraine. East Jerusalem. Fifty-four Forty or Fight.”
    “What, were you a history major or something?”
    “We just did ‘or something.’ And, no, political science.” He snuggled her close to him. “But now that I think about it, there is one other concession.”
    “The Korean DMZ?”
    “Nice, but not what I had in mind. Concede that you feel better about not sending me away with just a goodnight kiss. You do feel better, don’t you?”
    “You make it sound like this was some kind