Shana Mine by Marilyn Lee Read Free Book Online

time,” he pulled out of my arms and kissed a wet path down my body. He rubbed his cheek against my stomach.
    “Why not?” I asked, stroking my fingers through his hair.
    “Because we’re not having intercourse.”
    I stiffened. What the fuck did a woman have to do to get a fuck out of him ? “What?”
    He laughed. “Don’t worry, sweet. I’ve going to make you very happy today.” He trailed his tongue down my belly to the top of my slit.
    I wiggled my hips. “How?”
    He gently nibbled at my clit before repositioning my hips and settling down to eat me.
    Oh lord. I closed my eyes and tightened my fingers in his hair.
    He slipped two fingers inside my pussy. Keeping his tongue press ed against my clit, he finge red me.
    Oh yeah. The long, steady pressure of his fingers thrusting in and out of me and his skillful tongue and mouth on my clit propelled me to a quick, powerful orgasm. As the tension built in the pit of my belly and exploded down to my pussy, I crushed his face against me and gushed against his lips as I came. “Ahhhh…ahhh.”
    He slipped his palms under my ass, tilted my hips, and licked and sucked at me as I shuddered and moaned through my climax. When my release ended, he kissed my pussy and slid up the bed to lie behind me with one hand cupping my pussy and the other splayed across my breasts.
    I curled my body back against his, sighing with contentment. “Oh lord that was good.”
    “Glad you liked it, sweet,” he murmured against my neck.
    “Hmmm. What about you? You haven’t come yet.”
    He released my pussy long enough to reach down to pull the cover up over our nude bodies before he kissed my neck. “Don’t worry about me. I told you I wanted the first time to be all about you.”
    Touched, I turned my head to kiss him. “Thank you.”
    “My pleasure, sweet.”
    I closed my eyes. After a few minutes lying in his embrace to savor the afterglow of my climax, I was going to pleasure him. Either we’d have intercourse or I’d suck his cock or both.
    * * *
    I woke later to feel warm lips caressing mine. When I opened my eyes, Taylor, fully dressed and looking freshly showered, sat on the side of the bed. He smiled and caressed my cheek. “I’ve washed your underwear and there’s a new toothbrush in the bathroom, along with a warm bath waiting for you.”
    I stroked a hand down his cheek. “You’re too good to be true.”
    He shook his head. “No. I’m not. What you see i s what you’ll get.”
    A thoughtful lover considerate enough to wash my underwear and run a bath all before he’s sought any sexual satisfaction for himself. Clearly, I’d died and gone to heaven. “Where have you been all my life?”
    “I’m here now,” he said, kissed my lips and rose. “You don’t want your water to cool. Everything you need is in the bathroom, including an m p3 player with over five hundred of my favorite songs. Hopefully there’s something you’ll like.” He pointed to an open door across the room. “The bathroom i s through that door, sweet.”
    Feeling at ease with him, I slipped out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.
    He let out a low wolf whistle.
    Smiling, I blew him a kiss over my shoulder before continuing through the open doorway.
    The bathroom had a large shower with frosted doors and a modern tub with jets and soft, recessed lights surrounding the tub. A heated towel rack stood at one end of the tub.
    Taking a moment to choose from a collection of bath salts, I added them and slipped into the tub. I found some jazz I liked, put in the ear buds, and lay back until the cooling water roused me.
    After drying off, I wrapped a towel around my body and went back into the bedroom.
    Taylor had made the bed and my freshly laundered underwear lay in the middle, along with my shoulder bag. My clothing lay across the bedrail.
    Smiling at his consideration, I dressed, and made up my face. Then I went downstairs. Following the sound of jazz, I found Taylor seated in the