His hands slowly roamed up her sides. With one hand he reached behind her to undo the clasp of her bra. His other hand continued slowly stroking her soft skin. His lips caressed her bare shoulder, her neck, her chin, slowly nibbling across to the other shoulder, lingering whenever he felt her gasping lightly. She was sensitive and reactive. He couldn’t believe how alive she made him feel.
Her fingers were busy undoing his belt. The zipper, she had to lower the zipper. God this man was making every inch of her sing. His lips were shooting sparks of desire to all her nerve endings and he hadn’t even gotten below her shoulders.
Harm tossed her bra off to one side, pausing a moment to take in the beauty before him. She was indeed a gorgeous woman. Her breasts were large and full, her nipples taut and erect. Harm couldn’t resist the draw. Slowly he leaned down and took the enticing flesh into his mouth.
Jen froze as he sucked in the sensitive tip, unable to control the low moan that emerged from deep within her. She was at the mercy of his tender touch. Everything that had ever been rumored about him was absolutely true, and then some.
The sound of her voice edged him on further. It had been so long since he had been with a woman and she was so exciting. He felt his desire growing with every gentle caress.
She had to get a grip, literally and figuratively. Focusing all the energy she could muster, she looped her fingers into his waistband and tugged at his pants until they were low enough for Harm to kick off.
Her hands slid up his six as his boxers fell by the wayside. Her touch was so gentle, so firm. Her soft strokes were trying his will to take this slowly. How he missed having a woman in his arms. Shifting his weight over her so they were lying more centrally on the bed, his lips continued to descend hungrily down her body.
She was losing it. She didn’t know where to put her hands, her arms, her lips were hungering to taste him but every cell in her being had turned to lead. Hot, sizzling, steaming, burning, melted lead. She was on fire as she’d never been in her life.
Harmon Rabb was a man who truly enjoyed the company of a woman. Hearing a woman’s soft cries and feeling her body writhe beneath him excited him as much as if he were the one being touched and caressed. Jen’s soft whimpers of pleasure had left Harm aching painfully to bury himself deep inside her. Catching the edges of her panties, he pulled away the last barrier between them. Briefly he reminded himself this was all wrong, but it was too late. There was no turning back now.
She couldn’t stand it anymore, she had to have him, all of him. Jen needed to feel him deep inside her. Raising her limp arms, she reached forward and cupped her hand around him, grinning broadly at his sharp intake of breath. YES, she wanted to do to him what he was doing to her. Drive him mad with desire and want.
Instinctively, Harm thrust into her hand. Her touch was like a bolt of electricity. Indulging in the torturous sensations, Harm rocked steadily, barely brushing his tip against her now exposed curls.
Breathe, she reminded herself. When the soft tip of his rock hard arousal grazed across her curls, once, then twice and again a third time, Jen thought she would die from anticipation. Heaving her hips forward, she spread her legs in invitation to begin the final dance.
Backing away from her hold, Harm leaned down to kiss the side of her neck.
“Not yet. We’re going to do this right.” He whispered in her ear before his mouth and tongue forged a path back down her frenzied body.
That was it. Maybe later she’d consider the advantages of dating older men with skilled touches and incredible self-control, but right now, she wanted to go down on this man with everything in her, and she wanted it now.
Before she could get her arms up and around him to shift them over, Harmon Rabb’s talented lips descended on her curls. His soft tongue lightly flicked at her folds. The moist heat that was pooling between her legs was now a blazing inferno. She couldn’t help but cry out his name. She could feel her body spasm with pleasure. Oh, God was he good.
Licking and sucking around her soft bud, Harm felt her hips quiver in response. Swirling one finger around her entrance he was startled when she grabbed his wrists with such force, her nails dug into his flesh.
“Please, stop. I want you. I want to come with you inside me.” Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes for the first time and stared into his sea green pools. “Please.”
This was it. Without any thought, or consideration to the regulations they were breaking, he reached for the small foil packet that rested beside them on the bed. Quickly donning the needed protection, he propped his weight over the pretty petty officer and slowly eased inside her.
Feeling a tight resistance, he wondered briefly how often she’d been with a man. He inched his way in and out of her, slowly allowing her body to adjust to his intrusion, careful not to cause any discomfort. The tight grip her muscles had on him made it difficult not to thrust inside her with all his might. She moaned loudly and he froze in place fearful he was hurting her.
This was the perfect cure for a bad date, great sex. She’d given up on trying to squelch the sounds of ecstasy that kept erupting as Harm sent wave after wave of glorious pleasure through every cell in her body. One hand was pressed against his six, encouraging every slow and steady thrust. The other hand was tightly gripping the sheets beneath her when she felt Harm suddenly freeze and pull out.
Her eyes flew open, fear and disappointment merging instantly.
“I’m sorry, I was trying not to be too rough.” Harm managed to whisper, misinterpreting the fear in her eyes.
Heaving a heavy sigh of relief, Jen threw her legs around his waist.
“Oh, Harm, this is the best sex I’ve ever had. If you stop now I swear I’ll die.” She pulled his face up close to hers and kissed him with everything she had in her. She wouldn’t have thought it possible, but she could feel his erection growing even larger against her thigh.
“I’m no blushing virgin, Harm. You won’t be too rough.” She captured his lips once again as he descended on her without hesitation, sliding deep inside.
Their pace took on an urgency that neither had expected. They were matching each other’s rhythm perfectly, stroke for stroke. Jen was clutching the sheets beneath her when her body finally gave in to the torturous friction between them. Crying out, her body convulsed tightly around him, her fingers released the sheets and reached up to tightly squeeze Harm’s arms.
Harm wanted to let her ride out the waves of her orgasm, but the spasmic grip of her climax was more than he could stand. Thrusting forcefully one last time, his body stiffened over her, his erection pulsed within her as he emptied himself inside her.