Longing for Love by Marie Force Read Free Book Online

minute he’d walked through Tiffany’s front door, however, he’d blown all his own rules to smithereens. Holding her warm, naked body close to him, Blaine couldn’t believe he’d thought he’d been having good sex all these years. He’d been having mediocre sex at best. What he’d had with Tiffany could only be called extraordinary. Never before had he felt so connected to a woman during the act, which was exactly why he should get out of her bed right now and go home while he still could.
    Before he could make the move to get up, Tiffany turned over and pressed her lips to his chest, which started the fire burning all over again. Who was he fooling? After months of thinking about her and fantasizing about her, he wasn’t going anywhere as long as she wanted to be naked in bed with him.  
    Blaine rolled to his back and brought her with him, settling her on top of him.
    She uttered a sleepy sigh of contentment. Her fragrant hair brushed against his face, and Blaine inhaled the fruity scent that would remind him always of her. How was it possible that he already wanted her again? He reached for the condom he’d put on the bedside table and maneuvered between them to roll it on.
    Caressing her back, he worked his way down to firm buttocks while urging her legs apart with his knees.
    “Hmm,” she muttered. “What’re you up to?”
    “About nine inches.”
    Tiffany laughed softly against his chest. “You ought to come with a warning label.”
    “Is that so?” He nudged at her with the tip of his engorged erection.
    Tiffany groaned. “I don’t know if I can do it again. I’m a little sore. It’s been a while for me.”
    “We’ll take it slow,” he said, keeping up the persistent thrusting.
    “That’s what you said last time.”
    “Then you take charge.” He released his hold on her bottom. “You decide how fast or slow we go.”
    “I can’t .”
    His fingers journeyed between them to coax her. “Are you sure you can’t?” As much as it cost him, he stayed still, even though he ached with need for her.  
    Tiffany propped herself up with her hands on his chest.
    When Blaine realized she was going to try, he smiled at the determination he saw on her face. He rewarded her by continuing to caress between her legs.  
    She straddled him and took him in slowly, so slowly that Blaine had to grit his teeth to keep from exploding too soon.  
    He looked down to where their bodies were connected, and quickly had to look away from the erotic sight of her spread legs, the thatch of dark hair at the juncture of her thighs and the working of her muscles as she eased herself down on him. Blaine moved his hands from her hips to her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers.
    Tiffany tossed her head back as her tight channel gave way and admitted him. The brush of her private hair against his belly was one of the sexiest things he’d ever experienced. And then she moved her hips and took him straight to heaven.
    “That’s it, baby.” He took hold of her hands. “Ride me.”
    Her lips parted in an expression of amazement and concentration that tugged at his heart. She moved up and down, her wetness easing the way for both of them. Blaine stayed still and let her set the pace, and oh, what a pace it was! She’d gone from reluctant to enthusiastic in a matter of minutes. He rested his hands on her thighs, reveling in the smoothest skin he’d ever encountered. When he sensed her beginning to tire, he stopped her, sat up against the pile of pillows and raised his knees behind her, urging her to recline against his legs. He smoothed his hands up over her belly to cup her breasts before sending one hand back down to play with the pulsating bundle of nerves between her legs. Using his own legs, he guided her up and down in a more relaxed but no less satisfying movement.
    “How do you feel?” he asked.
    “Full. Very, very full.”
    “Does it feel good, though?”
    “Mmm, so good. I never knew…” He