Page 40 of Home Again

His thumb continued to graze back and forth along her lower lip. It tingled, then it throbbed and then…then it burned. Gianna shuddered as Sebastian wrapped his other arm around her waist, helping her to stand.

“I want another kiss now,” he said. His voice was so much deeper, it made her bones vibrate. “Can I kiss you?”

She nodded. She didn’t have any words.

His mouth dipped down and devoured hers. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth, and she loved it. It was a maelstrom of flavors, heat, wet, and emotion. His tongue caressed hers, teaching her how to play, suck, and tease. The burning excitement rushed higher, and Gianna gripped his shoulders, knowing that if she didn’t hold on, she would be lost.

She whimpered when he cupped her breast and brushed his thumb over her nipple. When he pushed up her tank top and rolled her nipple between his fingers, she let out a long moan of pleasure and she felt his smile against her lips. His head lifted and he looked down at her. He pinched her nipple harder and she started to pant. He peeled her tank over her head.

“You like that.” He didn’t bother asking a question.

“What else do you like, cher?”

She didn’t know.

“Gianna, answer the question; what else do you like?” He tugged at her nipple, then bent down and took it into his mouth and sucked hard.

“Yes! More. I like that!”

When she felt his teeth, she hit his shoulder. He immediately stopped and looked down at her. “Did I hurt you?”

“No. Yes. I don’t know,” she wailed. “Just keep doing it.”

Sebastian chuckled and took her other nipple into his talented mouth. Gianna’s head fell back as if her head were a flower with a broken stem.

He kissed his way upwards and took her mouth again. Everything felt so good. Nothing had ever felt this good. She opened her eyes and studied his face. How was this possible? What was she supposed to be doing? Wasn’t she supposed to be giving back? Sebastian’s eyes slowly opened.

“Oh, cher.”

“What?”

“We need to take this into the bedroom.”

She shrieked when he picked her up. “Sebastian, you can’t do that, I’m too heavy.”

He threw back his head and laughed. She hit his shoulder and he was still laughing when he laid her down onto the bed. “My rucksacks are heavier than you are and I have to carry them for twenty miles.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “But enough about that. You had your eyes open when we were kissing.”

“So?”

“What were you thinking?”

“I’m not doing anything back. I should be doing for you.”

He knelt back on his haunches. “Is that how things work in your world? Nobody does anything for you unless you’ve done something for them?”

She frowned. “Isn’t that always the way?”

Sebastian sighed. “I guess it is.”

* * *

Why did Gianna’s words hit me so wrong? Wasn’t she basically quoting back my belief system?

“Now what are you thinking so hard about?” she teased.

“Your breasts,” he grinned. His palms covered her generous curves, loving the silky warmth. She wiggled beneath him and he knew he wasn’t giving her what she needed. He squeezed and she began to relax. When he squeezed harder, she relaxed more. He brushed his thumbs over her nipples and her back arched. She was fucking gorgeous.

Sebastian was mesmerized by the tawny color of her nipples. Everything about her body made his cock ache. Hell, it wasn’t just her body, it was everything Gianna that made him hard. He bent and sucked one nipple deep into his mouth while he twirled the other between his thumb and finger. He kept it up until her soft sighs became deep moans and she gripped his hair and begged him for more.