Taking Passion by Storm by Ravenna Tate Page B

better, the only images
dancing through her head were the ones featuring Addison, and what she imagined
his naked body looked like.
    He
slowly moved his hands down her back, sending shivers ran and up down her
spine. “Open your eyes.”
    She
hadn’t realized she’d closed them. Nadine opened her eyes and gazed into his.
    “ That’s better. They’re the most startling shade of
blue I’ve ever seen. Like the way Puget Sound used to look.” She didn’t know
how to respond to such an amazing compliment. “Nadine, tell me you want me. I
need to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to make love to you. I want to be
sure you’re ready for this.”
    She’d
been ready for it longer than she could remember. “Make love to me, Addison,”
she whispered. “Teach me the way sex is supposed to be.”
     

Chapter
Nine
     
    Nadine
cried out loudly as he moved his hands to her front. He teased her nipples
through the fabric with his thumbs and gently cupped her breasts. The sensation
was so erotic, and not at all like Lonnie’s clumsy groping had been. This
wasn’t the uncontrolled fumbling of a horny teen. The way he touched her was
reverent, as if afraid she might break if he wasn’t careful.
    “ May I take off your top?”
    No
one had ever asked. She swallowed against the lump in her throat and nodded.
Addison rolled the bottom up over her bra and pulled the shirt off so slowly,
the act itself became sensual, not merely rote. Her bare arms were chilled,
although the temperature in the room was warm. He moved his hands over them
slowly, easing back the goosebumps.
    “ Do you want to take off your jeans, socks, and boots,
or shall I do it?”
    “ You do it. Please?”
    He
kissed her, his lips lingering a bit longer this time, but he released it far
too soon again. “My pleasure, Nadine.”
    She
held her breath while he unfastened her jeans, then slid them down as far as
possible with him still standing. He gave her a slightly wicked smile. “Nice
panties.” Nadine’s face burned. There was nothing special about them. Simple
cotton, pale pink, with no fancy lace trim or decoration. Surely he was teasing
her. “They make you look innocent, and that’s a very seductive image.”
    “ Oh…”
    He
moved around her and sat on the bed, then took her hands and walked her toward
him, which she found difficult to do with her jeans around her knees. When he
cupped her pussy through the cotton, she cried out again as tiny jolts of
electricity raced through her body. “Nadine, you’re wet.” His voice held a note
of surprised delight.
    “ As if I could help it.”
    Addison
bent his head and kissed her pussy lips. She moaned loudly and grasped his hair
as he teased her through the panties with his tongue and his fingers. When he
stopped short again, she wanted to cry out in frustration.
    “ These are in the way.” He slid her jeans down to her
ankles, and then he helped her step out of them, and took her socks and boots
with them.
    “ That’s better.” He brushed his hands up her thighs,
over her abdomen and then grasped her breasts again. “You’re beautiful. Do you
know that?”
    Nadine
had to blink back tears. No one had ever called her that. “No.”
    His
gaze turned tender and soft. “Before this day is over, you will believe that of
yourself. I promise you.”
    She
let out a shaky breath as he told her step apart a bit, then moaned loudly when
he cupped her pussy and resumed teasing her clit with his thumb through the
fabric. He fastened his mouth on one nipple, biting it gently through her bra
until she thought she’d go out of her mind with need. She’d never felt anything
like this, and hadn’t expected him to be so patient or playful. She’d imagined
him simply stripping her clothes off, removing his own in a hurry, and then
taking her.
    This
was fun . It was sexy and slow. He
gave her time to explore each sensation, and to breathe. It felt incredible and
sent her arousal to places she hadn’t