This time, all he wanted was to take this woman and possess her completely and give himself to her completely without holding back. This was the first time he’d be safe, safe from any emotions that could result, safe from any future implications. Because she’d be gone the next day, and he’d never see her again. That’s why he could give her everything inside of him.

“Forget who and what you are. Tonight you’re just a woman, and I’m a man. That’s all that’s important.”

There was a glimpse of something in her eyes that looked like agreement or recognition, he wasn’t sure. When she sought his lips, he knew she was ready for anything. Her hands touched his smooth back and stroked his hot skin. Wherever she touched him, Daniel felt as if a trail of molten lava was left behind.

He rolled them to the side to relieve her of his weight and to let his hands glide around her body. Pushing the fabric of her dress further down her back, he slipped his hands underneath it to find the gentle curves of her perfectly formed ass. The panties she wore were of simple cotton, no lace, no frills. Yet so inviting.

A gentle moan escaped her lips as he pulled her panties down a few inches to rest them at the apex of her thighs, just enough to expose the twin swells that reminded him of Twin Peaks overlooking San Francisco. He ran his hand over them to feel the softness of her skin, just like velvet.

He’d go slowly and take his time to explore every inch of her divine body before he’d consume her. Daniel separated his lips from hers and felt her reluctance to do so, but as soon as his lips went lower to attend to her breasts instead, she let out another sigh. With his teeth, he tugged at her nipple, feeling her quiver beneath him before he smoothed the tender spot with his tongue.

He knew how to gently torture a woman, how to elicit wanton reactions from her, how to make her gasp with pleasure. Daniel sucked her breast like a babe that would never be weaned off, and still Holly arched her back to ask for more, thrusting more of her breast into his mouth, demanding that he suck harder.

“Oh, please, yes!”

She literally begged him for more, digging her fingers into his shoulders to hold him close to her. He’d asked her what she liked, and it seemed she’d found her voice to tell him. Daniel wasn’t one to ignore her wishes, and bestowed the same attention on her other breast, leaving her nipples tender to the touch.

He ignored his aching erection begging to be let out of the confinement of his pants. He knew if he gave in, it would be over too soon. There was too much he wanted to do with her, so he suppressed his need for now. It would be even sweeter to take her once he’d waited long enough.

What he couldn’t ignore any longer though, was the aroma of her arousal. Dropping his lips down to her stomach, he soaked in the tempting scent, inhaling deeply. There was something primal about her scent, something unspoiled and pure. Pure woman, no games.

His hands grabbed hold of her dress and pulled it down over her hips, exposing her body fully to him except for the small area between her legs still coved with the tiny speck of fabric. With his teeth, he pulled at the fabric and nudged it down to expose her dark curls underneath. Then he used his hands to rid her of her panties completely.

Willingly, she let him proceed.

“Oh, God, Holly, you’re beautiful.” He glanced up at her. Her eyes were half closed, her lips parted. “I have to taste you.” It wasn’t a question or a demand, not even a request. It was just a statement of an inevitable action he had to perform as if compelled by a higher power. As soon as he sank his face into her female center and soaked in her enticing aroma, he knew he was lost.

His tongue lapped against her warm and glistening flesh, licking at the moisture oozing from her. Eagerly, she spread her legs for him to allow him closer access, gasping when he repeated his tender strokes. His fingers spread her before him as he greedily continued his quest to explore every nook and cranny with his tongue.

Holly twisted and flexed under his mouth, and he scooped his hands under her sweet ass to press her more firmly into him. No, she wouldn’t escape him. For tonight, she was his.

“Mine, all mine,” he whispered into her flesh, before he plunged his tongue into her inviting pussy. He bathed in the heat emanating from her center, drank from her moisture and inhaled her scent. She was becoming part of his body, and he knew he’d recognize her scent a hundred years from now if he were to live that long.

Withdrawing his tongue from her center, he knew there was another place he wanted to taste. He’d left the best for last. His tongue moved upwards to the small but fully engorged nub of flesh hidden at the base of her curls. In slow motion, he grazed the spot with his tongue and instantly felt her tremble.