ever seen. Carmen had the curves of a goddess. “For the record, I’ve tested clean, haven’t been with anyone in over a year and I’m on the Pill, to regulate my cycle.”
Dash snorted. “It’s been about that for me too.” The fire had been eleven months ago, and he’d been on a dry spell before that. “And with all the time I spent in the hospital, I’ve been tested for everything from leprosy to distemper and then some. But better safe than sorry. I’d be more comfortable suiting up.”
Her laugh warmed something in his chest. “I like a cautious man.” She reached into a drawer and fished out a handful of foil-wrapped packets, which she tossed on the nightstand. “The ones in the red wrappers are magnums.” As he moved closer, she ran one soft hand up his thigh then wrapped it around his cock. “Mmm. Definitely the red ones.”
Oh man, it was almost enough to make him come, just having her fingers wrapped around his shaft. Then she sat down on the edge of the bed so that he stood between her knees. Dash watched in fascination as her glossy dark head lowered toward his groin.
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Her pink tongue flicked out and swiped the drop of pre-cum off his tip, with a touch so light it felt like nothing more than a breeze.
She lifted his cock and traced her tongue down the ridge then weighed his balls in her other hand while she licked them, toying with the short, crinkly hairs.
“You keep that up, this is going to be over before we start,” he told her. “Like I said, it’s been way too long.”
“Poor baby,” she teased with a low chuckle. Before he could respond, she slurped the tip of him into her mouth and sucked.
“Carmen!”
Her dark eyes danced as she looked up at him, and it was hard to remember she couldn’t see him clearly when she made eye contact so perfectly. So he quit trying. In this arena, her handicap wasn’t an issue at all. His was much more to the point—he didn’t think he could stand much longer without concentrated effort, and her mouth was making conscious thinking pretty impossible. He pulled his pelvis back away from her and slid his hands under her knees, so that when he came down on top of her, she was pinned to the bed with her legs up around his hips. “Gotcha.”
Again she laughed, and her lighthearted joy delighted something that had gone cold and dark inside Dash’s soul. When was the last time he’d actually had fun?
Carmen kissed his chin. “I guess you do. Now what are you going to do about it?”
He couldn’t help a short chuckle in return. “First, get us all the way onto the bed before we hurt ourselves. Then I think I’m going to find out what a Texas girl tastes like.”
“You already did. Steak, oatmeal cookies and shiraz, right?”
They wriggled their way up the mattress until Carmen’s head was on one of the fluffy pillows. Her ankles were still locked around Dash’s hips, and his cock was pressed into the soft skin of her lower abdomen.
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He kissed her again, deeply and thoroughly, then pulled back a bit and licked his lips. “Yeah, that’s about right. Now let’s see if it’s the same all over.” Bracing himself on his elbows, he trailed his mouth down the side of her throat to nibble on her collarbone.
“Not the same,” he murmured a few minutes later as he licked a line down her sternum. “Salty, sweet, with just a hint of spice.” He nuzzled under her breast to taste the crease below then repeated that on the other side. Shifting his elbows, he brought his hands up to cup the sides of her breasts and pushed the two pillowy mounds together, burying his face between them and inhaling deeply of her feminine scent. His cock rubbed against the sheet between her knees, urging him to speed things up. His brain said, Slow things down .
“Quit teasing, Dash.” Carmen took his head in her hands and nudged him toward one ripe nipple.
“What’s the matter, honey? These need a little