Faking It by Dorie Graham Page B

to the neckline of her dress, where he kissed the slight swell of each breast visible there while he caressed her through her clothes. She closed her eyes and pressed her hands to the wall behind her.
    He drew back, his eyes dark as he slipped his hand under her dress, pushing the hem up her thigh. “You’re so beautiful.”
    She reached for him, tugging him close for another kiss as he cupped her bottom, cradling her in his palm. She kissed him long and hard and deep, savoring the feel of his tongue, his teeth, his lips on her while he continued to touch her, his fingers tracing along her thigh to the edge of her panties, then beyond, until he stroked the folds of her femininity, coaxing the wetness from her. Her heart thrummed in her ears and her sex pulsed.
    Moaning, she shifted and he slipped two fingersdeep inside her. He stroked her with a restraint he hadn’t had before, and she moved against him, silently pleading with him to not hold back. He broke the kiss to whisper in her ear. “Baby, come for me. I’ll give you whatever you want, just let me love you.”
    “Yes, Jack.” She gripped his arms as he thrust his fingers repeatedly into her.
    Heat coiled through her, and her clit throbbed as she moved her hips in sync. “Oh…Jack.”
    “You feel so good.” With his free hand he reached up under her dress to cup her breast. He kneaded her, then tugged aside her bra. With every thrust of his fingers, he circled her nipple with his thumb, working it into a hard point.
    Sounds of pleasure tore from her as the heat swallowed her. Then his mouth was on her throat and the first ripples of orgasm washed over her. Gasping, she strained against him, then gripped his shoulders and let the sensations take her. She came in one long wave.
    He withdrew his fingers to spread her wetness over her clit, working her tender flesh until she writhed against him. The tension coiled through her. He took his time, fondling her with devoted attention to her every gasp and whimper. When she caught her rhythm again and ground into him, he took her cue, increasing his efforts. She came again, the pleasure so intense she cried out with it.
    He dropped to his knees before her, stripped off her panties, then shoved her dress up. He draped her leg across his shoulder, then laved her with gentle strokes of his tongue.
    She inhaled a sharp breath and tried to move away from him, the sensations too intense. “Oh, no…wait.”
    But he held her fast and licked along her folds before delving his tongue into her heat. When she moaned, he withdrew to circle her clit. The fire again burned through her. She pressed her hands to the wall once more as the tension reached an almost unbearable level. Gasping with need, she rocked against him as she climaxed for a third time.
    He moved up her body and she welcomed his lips on her as he kissed her with hungry desperation. His desire coursed strong and wild through him, energizing her in a way she couldn’t have been otherwise. She unzipped his pants, then slipped her hand around his hard cock. The pleasure flowing from him stole her breath as she stroked him, his heat and silky hardness an enticing mixture.
    A boldness she’d never known gripped her and she pressed him to the wall and met his gaze. “It’s my turn. I’m going to eat you up.”
    A stifled moan was her only answer as she pulled him free of his confining briefs and knelt before him. He buried his fingers in her hair as she went downon him, savoring the exquisite feel of him. Never had she enjoyed pleasuring a man like this.
    His excitement caught her up and held her captivated as she explored every delectable inch of him. When she took him into her mouth, his pleasure was so intense it shot through her to her own sex, making her wet and swollen and needy all over again. She loved him with her mouth and he moved against her, the sounds straining from him urging her on, increasing her desire.
    “Erin…ah, sweet…oh, Erin.” He moaned