Back to the Heart by Sky Corgan Page A

over again, looking at a girl for the first time. It took everything in him to contain the arousal building within. She was so sweet, so beautiful, and so wanton.
    Ever impatient, Ana reached for Ryan’s hands and placed them over the swell of her breasts, closing her eyes and tossing her head back as he took control, groping the soft, pliable flesh through the lace. He kissed her neck as he slid his thumbs into the cups of her bra, letting them glide across her taut peaks, causing her to arch her back and gasp from his touch.
    As the seconds ticked by, Ryan’s resistance began to crumble. He needed to feel more, see more, taste more. In a moment of weakness, he grabbed the cups of her bra, pulling them down and watching her full breasts spill over them. She slid her hands into his hair, drawing him to her as he bent to lavish attention on one of her nipples, taking it between his lips and sucking before giving it a tug with his teeth. She tasted like heaven and smelled like sin, intoxicating him with her sensuality.
    “You make it so hard for me not to have you right now,” he breathed against her skin, trying to calm the intense need racing through him.
    “Duly noted,” she purred, and he couldn’t help but grin.
    He pulled away from her to look up into her eyes, which were hooded with lust. “How did you ever get to be so irresistible?”
    “Less talking, more kissing,” she teased as she took his face in her hands and engaged him in a passionate kiss.

CHAPTER NINE
    The bra was a hindrance, so Ryan removed it. The sight of Ana unencumbered only increased his arousal. Even though she was pregnant, Ryan had never seen a more beautiful body.
    Ana moaned his name as he returned his attention to her chest, kissing and nibbling and sucking as his hands found their way to her jeans, and he began unbuttoning them. It wasn’t supposed to go this far, but he wanted to see all of her. Undressing her was like unwrapping a much-longed-for Christmas gift. The best gift in the world.
    She was more than willing. Her defenses were completely down. Even though he had told her they would wait to make love until he came back from his trip, he knew she would give in if he wanted her to. All the restraint was in Ryan’s court, and it was so hard to hold on.
    He pulled her jeans down to her ankles and she made soft sounds as he slipped a hand between her legs, feeling the heat there, the desire. Ana bowed her thighs. The invitation was there. He needed to tread carefully, oh so carefully, before he slipped into carnal instinct.
    Ryan claimed Ana’s lips again as he pulled her lace panties aside to trace the seam of her sex, and she rewarded him with a moan, whispering his name in a way that made all of his senses come to life. Too bad it wasn’t his real name.
    Ana bucked her hips against Ryan’s hand, pressing for more, so he gave it to her, slicking his finger across her wetness to touch the hot little bud that was begging for attention. She wrapped her hands around his neck then, tossing her head back, and Ryan was certain it was the sexiest thing he had ever seen.
    “You don’t play fair,” she half moaned, half whimpered as he began teasing her with his fingers.
    “Today is all about you.” He leaned forward and kissed her neck, inhaling her scent, like flowers and honey.
    “What if I want to touch you?” She grinned, closing her eyes and grinding against his hand.
    “Next time,” he promised, nuzzling her collarbone as his finger drew tight circles around her pleasure button. There was no question that she was on the edge. Her breathing had picked up, and he could feel her pulse through her skin. Never before had he seen a woman so aroused and full of life. “Come for me, Ana. I want you to fall over the edge for me.”
    She opened her mouth to speak, but a tiny gasp came out instead as she granted his wish. Ryan loved the way her cheeks flushed when she climaxed, the soft part of her lips, the way her brow knitted