STEAMY ROMANCE, INSTA LOVE, STRANDED
Safety from the Storm -Chapter 6 & 7
Chapter 6 & 7 - An Invitation
Chapter 6 -
Ryan’s gaze explored the amazing, beautiful woman in front of him. Her hair was drying and curling slightly around her face. She had a small dimple next to her mouth that Ryan wanted to taste with his tongue. But even more than that, he wanted to taste her lips that parted ever so slightly as he stared at them. Her tongue snuck out and licked her lower lip. Heat and desire swirled in his gut at the invitation.
Slowly Ryan leaned forward and closed the distance between them. Hesitating an inch from her lips, did she want this as much as he did? He looked up into her eyes.
Ryan kept his gaze locked on hers. Lindsey could not have moved if she tried. His breath smelled like coffee and mint as it feathered gently over her face. He smiled seductively, and her soul felt like it had been blinded.
Lindsey leaned forward the small distance separating them and pressed her lips to his. Ryan’s hand wove into the tangles on either side of her head. He pulled her close as his tongue explored her lips.
As her arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, Lindsey realized her adrenaline-induced rollercoaster wasn’t over yet. A wave of heat and desire slammed into her from the contact points with his body. When she would have stepped away, Ryan’s arms came around her and pulled her closer. She could feel she was not the only one aroused.
Ryan’s lips moved to caress the corner of her mouth. His pleasure-giving lips traveled along her jaw, and he scraped her earlobe with his teeth. Her eyes fluttered as a wave of yearning caused her to shiver.
“Are you cold?” he asked softly as his breath tickled her ear.
“No, don’t stop.”
That was all the invitation he needed. Ryan covered her mouth. Lindsey opened for him, and he took what she offered, plundering the sweetness of her mouth. He felt her tremble as his hands explored her back under the oversized sweatshirt. Ryan would never again be able to wear the shirt without thinking of her. But right now, it was in his way.
He grabbed the hem, pulled the sweatshirt over her head, and gazed in delight at the pink polka-dot bra he had glimpsed earlier thru her wet tank top. It joined the fleece tossed on the table.
He sucked on one pink rosebud, and the sweet moan that vibrated in Lindsey’s throat made him want to take her right there. Instead, while he still had one or two functioning brain cells, he swept her into his arms and marched upstairs.
Chapter 7 -
Lindsey felt a fog drift over her mind as passion’s heat raced through her body and melted her limbs. She felt weak, and her mind went blank, but that did not matter as she had no desire to think. She just wanted to lose herself in the glorious feeling zinging through her body.
Ryan pulled away, and Lindsey let out a mewl of frustration. He laughed and rested his forehead against hers. “Let me take you someplace more comfortable,” he said. Then, Ryan surprised her by sweeping her into his arms as if she weighed no more than a feather pillow. It was an exhilarating feeling for which Lindsey repaid him by nibbling on his ear as he tried to navigate the tiny back stairs to his apartment.
By the time he kicked open the door to his place, Lindsey had undone all the buttons on his shirt. Her hands roamed the ripped, corded muscles of his chest and shoulders as if they were a delightful new playground she desperately needed to explore.
They went through another doorway with Lindsey seeing none of the room in her concentration on her task. She was busy using her tongue and teeth to explore the side of his neck. A startled yelp left her throat as Ryan fell backward, taking her with him. A bed cushioned their landing, and Ryan rolled to pin her underneath him.
“You nearly killed me in the stairwell,” he said. A wicked grin spread across his face. “Two can play at that game.”
Before she could figure out what he meant, Ryan stood and pulled her sweatpants and panties off in one quick motion.
“Beautiful,” he whispered with desire written on his face. Kneeling next to the bed, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders. “Just beautiful.”
His tongue was quick and talented. Lindsey writhed and bunched the sheets in her clenched fists as she came closer to exploding. Just when her orgasm was about to come, Ryan pulled away.
“No,” she pleaded in frustration.
Ryan crawled up onto the bed and silenced her protests with a kiss. “We’re coming together. I want you now.”
Lindsey was more than ready for him and wanted him desperately. Spreading her legs, she reached out to wrap her arms around Ryan’s strong shoulders as he crawled up her body. Skin slid on skin with a delicious frisson.
When they were staring hungrily into each other’s eyes, Ryan eased into her heated core. He gave her body time to adjust, but she wanted none of that. Lindsey wrapped her legs around his butt and pulled. Getting the idea, he lowered his lips to her mouth and silenced her moans of pleasure as he pulled out and slowly slid back in.
Pressure and heat built again. He felt so good and tight on her inside walls. Setting a fast, almost frantic pace, Ryan had her quickly back on the edge of an orgasm. A few more strokes and they were tumbling over the cliff together.
A while later, with her cheek resting happily on his chest and Ryan’s arm holding her close and protected, Lindsey whispered, “I think I’ve found home.”
Ryan squeezed her tight and murmured passionately, “I know I have.”
The End
