Wanted by Her Lost Love

didn’t want the sensation to end too quickly. Aftermonths without him, she wanted to savor everysingle moment with him.“Spread your legs for me,” he murmured.Helpless to deny him, she relaxed her thighs andlet them fall open as he moved down the bed. For amoment he got up and then he put his knee on themattress, crawling between her thighs.His eyes smoldered with heat and desire as hestared hungrily at her. Then he lowered himself,inserting one hand between her thighs to push themfurther apart.She inhaled sharply and held her breath inanticipation as his head went down. He kissed herfolds, right over her clitoris. Just a gentle, featherliketouch that had her spasming in need.With careful fingers, he parted her flesh, exposingher to his mouth. He kissed her again, this timedirectly on the puckered, taut nub. Even as shearched, his tongue swept out and he licked from heropening to the top of the delicate hood that encasedher most sensitive flesh.She closed her eyes. Her fingers curled into tightballs, gathering the sheets and then releasing them