Dirk's Love by Marisa Chenery (top 50 books to read txt) 📗

being Ryann’s boss to getting hot and heavy with her. He bet she thought he’d only put on an act for Mack. To her, this must’ve come total y from left field.

He was about to lift his head, but Ryann had other ideas. She shoved her hands up the back of his t-shirt and dragged her nails along his skin. She sucked on his tongue at the same time, just ramping him up even more. Okay, so she didn’t want to take things down a notch. He was al for giving her what she wanted.

Dirk lifted one of his hands to cover her breast. He rubbed his thumb across her nipple, feeling it grow taut beneath her shirt. Ryann nipped his bottom lip, causing a low growl he couldn’t hold back to rumble out of him. He couldn’t get himself too worked up, he had to keep his head. Ful y making love to her now would only make a mess of things. But they could fool around, and bring each other to release another way.

He rested his hands on her waist, then slowly pushed up the sides of her t-shirt. His palms skimmed along her soft skin the higher he went. Once he reached her breasts, Ryann let him go and lifted her arms above her head for him to pul her shirt off al the way.

After doing just that, Dirk paused to look at what he’d bared. Ryann wore a silky-looking white bra that slightly pushed up her more than a handful breasts. He could just see a hint of her rosy nipples through the thin material. His cock twitched as he thought of seeing more of her curvy body.

Dirk looked back up at Ryann’s face. Her eyes appeared heavy and her cheeks were flushed with her growing desire. He reached up and ran his thumb along her bottom lip, which was puffy from his kisses. “I want you to know I’m not taking advantage of the situation,” he said in a husky voice. “What I told Mack is true. I real y do want to spend the weekend with you. Take you out for dinner and whatever else you’l let me do.”

Ryann smiled. “I was hoping you would, though I must admit I thought you were putting on a show for my ex.” He dropped his hand to one of her breasts and circled the nipple with his index finger. She sucked in a breath. “No, I wasn’t,” he said. “Since I first saw you yesterday in the restaurant, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I even dreamed about touching and tasting you.”

She moaned. “I’m not going to stop you from doing that. It’s been so very long since I last had a man in my bed.”

Dirk bent his head down and kissed the corner of her mouth. “How long?”

Ryann brushed his lips with hers. “Mack. He was the last man I’ve slept with.”

“Then that’s something I have to remedy.” He gathered her close and took her mouth in a heated kiss once again. Dirk picked her off her feet and carried her to her bedroom. He didn’t put her down until he had her stretched out in the middle of the bed. He fol owed her down to the mattress, coming to rest on his side next to her. Looking down at her, he stil found it hard to believe she’d final y come into his life.

With feather-light kisses, Dirk worked his way across Ryann’s cheek and down to her jaw and side of her neck. She turned her head away to give him better access.

One of her arms came up and she clutched his bicep.

Licking and sucking a path to the hol ow of her throat, he lingered there for a few seconds longer, dragging her scent deeper into his lungs.

Once again finding himself in contact with her chest, he reached under her and undid the clasp of her bra at her back as he laved a taut nipple through the material. It only took a couple of tugs to remove the piece of clothing and bare her beautiful breasts to his sight. The tight peaks that tipped them were a rosy pink, just begging to be sucked.

Dirk flicked one with the tip of his tongue before he opened his mouth and took it inside. Ryann arched her back on a moan, pressing herself closer.

Dirk switched to the other side, showering that nipple with the same attention. His cock pressed painful y against the zipper of his jeans. He was so hard he longed to open his pants to free his erection. Instead, he ignored it, wanting to give Ryann pleasure, focusing total y on her needs.

She shoved a hand up the front of his shirt. “Take this off,” she said in a soft voice. “I want to touch you too.” Shifting so he knelt while straddling her thighs, Dirk grasped the back of his t-shirt and yanked it off. He tossed it over the side of the bed, not looking where it landed.

Ryann sat up and placed a kiss to the center of his chest.

He breathed at a rapid pace as she continued to explore him with her lips and tongue. It felt so damn good to have his would-be mate touching him like this.

She licked one of his nipples as a hand dropped to the bulge in his jeans. She stroked him through the material from root to tip. Ryann continued to fondle him until Dirk thought he was going to lose his mind. Then she had his pants undone and her hand was touching his cock with nothing to hinder her.

Dirk had thought to make Ryann come first, but he found it hard to get back on track when she fisted his shaft and pumped up and down, squeezing tight. He was having a hard enough time not pushing her flat on her back, tearing her jeans off and sinking his aching dick into her warm, wet pussy.

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