Tempted by a Carrington

Lanier’s eyelashes lowered. “I’m here, Dallas. Take me.”

Sampling Lanier wasn’t all Dallas had in mind. Preferring to take it nice and slow, his tongue cautiously teased and hotly tantalized her intimate treasures, his fingers working magic on her at the same time.

“Don’t close your eyes. I want you to witness and feel everything.” He lowered his head, slowly lapping his tongue between her legs.

Trying not to thrash about wildly, she tightly gripped the sheets, unable to believe the zinging sensations coursing through her burning flesh. “Dallas,” she cried, “what are you doing to me?” She bit down on her lower lip. “Don’t stop.” Hot tears trickled from the corners of her eyes as Dallas’s mouth continued to make her feel sensational.

All Lanier wanted was for Dallas to continue extinguishing the lake of fire burning out of control. Suddenly, her body arched wildly, uncontrollably. As rolling wave after wave of sensational fulfillment carried her away, she moaned helplessly.

Eager to be deep inside of her, Dallas managed to protect them and then entered her. As he rode the waves of ecstasy Lanier was already high on, Dallas had a hard time holding back his own release. Things had heated up for him much quicker than he’d expected. Pleasuring her had come first. It had been his desire to give her a sensual experience she’d never forget.

Unable to hold on another second, he tenderly plunged into her time after time, calling out her name as a firestorm of white-hot heat raced through his body.

Opening her eyes, Lanier scanned his gorgeous face, excited to see the telltale signs of his release. “You feel what I feel?”

“Every bit of it, babe, if incredible is what you’re feeling.”

“I’m way past that. I can’t even appropriately name those foreign feelings. Thanks.” She looked embarrassed. “I hope you’re okay with the way I showed my love for you. It’s not something I’ve done before, and I don’t want you to think otherwise.”

“Hush, sweetheart. I know who you are. Let’s just think about us and how we make each other feel. There’s no reason for embarrassment. We got it like that.” He paused, appearing thoughtful. “There’s something I should tell you.”

Trembling inwardly, Lanier’s left eyebrow lifted. “What?”

“What we’re feeling is only the tip of the iceberg. I’m convinced there are more uncharted waters for us to navigate. We should enjoy every second of what we do together. Can you handle that?”

Lanier smiled softly. “I can.” She tried to stifle a yawn and failed. The last thing she wanted to do was fall asleep. She had so much to stay awake for.

Dallas chuckled. “Looks like someone’s sleepy.”

Lanier frowned. “I can’t fall asleep until you make love to me until I’m too tired to flex a single muscle.”

Uninhibited wasn’t a strong enough adjective to describe Lanier. She had transformed from a shy, sweet woman to this alluring, provocative tigress. Not for one second did he think it was anything other than spontaneous behavior. Whether she’d intended it or not, Lanier had exposed her heart and freed her inhibitions.

“I’d love to make nonstop love to you every day and night. The condoms are in the nightstand drawer.” His eyes gently caressed her. “I’m waiting.”

Dallas was thoroughly intrigued by the Lanier he’d just been introduced to. He loved the old one, but if he had to make a choice between old and new, he couldn’t decide, not without further introductions to the woman she desired to be.

Tearing her gaze from him, Lanier scooted across the mattress and opened the nightstand’s top drawer. Pulling out a strip of condoms, she tore one away. Her eyes reconnected with Dallas’s, boldly, soulfully.

Slowly, carefully, Lanier rolled a condom onto his rock-hard organ. She looked down, intently watching the movements of her own hands. Now that the latex was snugly in place, she sighed deeply. “The rest is up to you.”

Wrapping Lanier tightly in his arms, Dallas kissed her face, neck and ears. “Why leave the rest to me? I love you being in control. Don’t stop now.”

Using her thumb, Lanier smoothed each of his brows. She had to smile. “Want me in control? I’m there.”

Pushing Dallas back on the bed, Lanier mounted him, lowering herself down onto his hardened length. As her core vacuum sealed his erection, she clenched her inner muscles tighter, throwing back her head. The ecstasy steamrolling through her body was hard to bear. “Dallas,” she whispered, “I’m in control…and loving it.”

Dallas managed a moan. With Lanier seared onto his manhood, there was nothing he could do. Being inside her was heaven. As she moved atop him, bucking and jerking with wild abandon, he felt intense heat from inside her. Moisture rapidly pooled around his erection. Placing both hands on her hips, he thrust upward, burying his sex deeper.