The Gideon Affair

He took his damn sweet time leaving a trail of kisses from her collarbone down to the tip of her breast. And then there was nothing left but to claim the gloriously sexy tip begging for his attention.

First, he kissed, followed immediately by a wet lick that made her go limp in his arms. With his hand on her neck and the other wrapped around her wrists, she was helpless. With just one swipe of his tongue, he’d taken her down.

Her beautiful pert nipples were more delectable than he’d imagined. Deeply responsive, he pushed her into a state of erotic frenzy by sucking hard and drawing the entire tip into his hungry mouth. Over and over, he devoured her flesh, moving between both mounds, unable to quench his fierce desire.

“My god, Paige,” he groaned. “I want more. I need to taste all of you.”

She barely knew where they were or what century it was. Swaying on Edward’s lap, his thick bulge rubbing between her spread legs, Paige surrendered without any confusion or doubt as to why. All she knew was she had to love this man with all her heart and all her body.

She’d had a couple of lovers. Nothing to write home about and always pretty humdrum and straightforward. No one had ever restrained her in any way before, and she didn’t just mean the firm grip he kept on her wrists. As if that wasn’t exciting enough, the way he held her head, making it impossible for her to move on her own, was a definite first. One that made her very, very wet.

By the time his mouth finally took her breasts, she was close to hyperventilating. There was not a goddamn thing tentative about the way he made love to her tits. With a randy appreciation that sent shards of intense pleasure into her core, he feasted on each one until Paige became a quivering, boneless mess.

Through the lusty haze shrouding her mind, she thought he said something about tasting. More. Sweet tingling heat and a surge of liquid arousal shot into her center at what that meant. She started to shake. This was a no-go area for her. Never having anything that vaguely resembled a successful oral encounter made her wary of the experience as a whole. She’d taken going down on her off the agenda years ago.

Shivers prickled her senses as the air conditioning hit her naked skin. At some point, he’d removed her dress and his shirt leaving Paige in a tiny thong and nothing else. He still had his slacks on, but she didn’t know why. They were grinding against each other so desperately it was a wonder their clothes didn’t combust from the friction.

“Fuck.” He grunted against her breast. “Last call to run for the hills, babe.”

Paige put her fingers into his hair. “I’m not ru

His head snapped up in a heartbeat and those dangerously sexy blue eyes bored into hers.

“Hold the fuck on.” He was searching her face, looking for something. “Are you telling me you’ve never gotten off that way before?”

Oh, my god. This was so embarrassing, but lying about it wasn’t going to help. She nodded and looked away as heat poured into her cheeks.

He didn’t laugh or tease her about it. In fact, he was looking at her as if she was the crown jewels or something.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“You’re fucking unbelievable. You know that, don’t you?”

She had no idea where he was headed with a statement like that, so she said nothing.

“I’m in love with you and dead serious about wanting to get married. We’re on a journey of firsts and now you’ve just given me a fantastic gift.”

Gift? What the hell was he talking about?

“Sweetheart … I’m going to carry you into my bedroom and lay you down on the bed. Then I’m going to peel those pathetically skimpy panties off your sweet little body with my teeth. And if neither of us has gone blind or passed out from frustration by then, it will be my great honor to spread your legs and lick your pussy until stars explode in your head and you come all over my face.”

What could she say to that? Nothing, so she kissed him instead.

“Do you still trust me?”

“I’m nervous. Doing that’s never worked out …” She shrugged and didn’t finish.

“That was sex. This is different. Let me make this happen for you, Paige. Look, I’m not going to find pretty words for what I want to do to you. Fuck that. I’m going to use my fingers to expose the lips I already know are slick with arousal. I bet your clit will be pink and swollen, and even though I’ll want to tease it with my fingers, watch it swell and pulse from your pleasure, I’ll wait until my tongue works it over good. Rapid flicks to drive you wild and then when you’re panting with need, I’ll suck the tender nub with my lips and pull it into my mouth.”

“Unf.” Her body was throbbing with need.

“That whole time your pussy will be dripping with the sweetest nectar imaginable. You’ll feel it dribbling down the seam of your tight ass. It’s a fucking shame you can’t see how beautiful your arousal is. That sexy, creamy proof of your feelings. For me. I want to be the only man who eats your pussy and makes you cry out when an orgasm blows you apart.”

His words were so descriptive she couldn’t help the shameless way she undulated on his lap. How could he tease her this way? She was already on fire.

“But before you climax, when my mouth and tongue have had their fill, there will be one last pleasure. It’s not enough just to suck your clit. I want to feel you come. Want to know what your pussy feels like when the spasms hit so later, when I bury my cock in your heat, I’ll join you when your body explodes. For that, I’ll use my fingers to massage the slick walls and press against your pleasure center.”

He was watching her face so closely. Reading her reactions, gauging how his words affected her.

“Do you want to come like that, babe? With your clit on my tongue, two fingers deep inside you, legs spread wide?”

Paige struggled to breathe, but she knew just what to say. “”After you taste me, can I taste you?”

His eyes blazed, and she was astonished to see warm color rise to his cheeks. “Oh, believe me, babe. We’ll get around to that sooner or later. Count on it.” For emphasis, he put a finger into her mouth, which she wasted no time swirling her tongue around before sucking on the poor substitute for what she really wanted.

“Bed, I think,” he muttered out loud. Standing, he transferred her weight to his arms and carried her through the house. She ran a hand across his chest and scraped her nails in circles around his nipples. Growling, he warned her, “Keep that up and I’ll make your ass pink.”

“Threat or promise?”

“Both.” He snorted as he stomped his way into the big, open space of his black and white bedroom with the massive upholstered bed placed right in the middle. It was so ruggedly male, she nearly giggled when it came into view. He tilted her bodily toward the bed. “Pull back the comforter.” After she’d revealed the linens, he looked down at her in his arms and practically devoured her with his eyes.

“I’m going to make love to you now, sweetheart, and I need you to be outside your head. Don’t hold back, okay? Just let it all happen. Go inside your body. Find what gives you pleasure and share that with me. Remember, we’re not fucking. This is you and me, Paige. I want all your love.”

She surrendered so fast he looked a little surprised.

“I want to make love with you, and I don’t want to regret it. Ever.”

His blue eyes smoldered and turned a smoky blue gray.

“There will be no regrets—ever—between us. This is just the begi