Gently, he released the tortured nubs, nuzzling her throat.Gently, he released the tortured nubs, nuzzling her throat. "Felt good, honey?" She slumped over, resting her head on his shoulder. "Oh, Slade, you're incredible. I needed that." Twisting around, he hauled her body up on the bed, stretching out beside her. He propped up on one elbow, gazing down at the feast that lay before him. His left hand idly wandered over her heated body. After a few minutes, he rolled on his back, leaning against the pillows and the headboard, crossing his hands behind his head. Irish knew the drill by now and she scooted down between his spread legs. |