“I wanted to see your lips wrapped around my cock. I wanted to see your mouth fall open in surprise when I made you come. I wanted to hear you screaming my name and leaving scratches on my back. I thought about your mouth obsessively. But not just your mouth.”

“What else?” she asked, her voice a faint whisper.

“Your gorgeous breasts.” He cupped them and teased her nipples, which were already hard and tight under his palms. “I wanted to see them and kiss them and suck on your nipples until you begged me to fuck you.”

“Yes, I want that. I want you to do that.”

“How much of it?”

The intensity of her gaze slayed him. “All of it.”

Chapter 9

Erin was done thinking about the many reasons it might not be a good idea to get swept away by him. It was far too late for such worries. She was already caught up, and hearing him speak so bluntly about what he wanted cleared her mind of everything other than the intense desire for the things he’d described.

He flashed a wicked, sexy grin. “Does this mean you like it when I talk dirty to you?”

“Find out for yourself.”

“Ahhh…”

She fell to the pillow, laughing at his befuddled response. “I’d think that a man of your advanced years would know how to tell whether or not his dirty talk was having the desired effect.”

“Sweetheart, are you laughing at me right now?”

She pinched her fingers together. “Maybe just a little. Mostly I’m trying to decide if you’re all talk and no action.”

Uttering a low growl, he pounced, kissing her face off with deep, sweeping strokes of his tongue. Gone were the tentative touches and the light caresses. They’d thrown gas on a fire that had been set to simmer for months, and the flame scorched her from within.

The T-shirt disappeared over her head, baring her breasts to his greedy gaze. As he watched, her nipples tightened to the point of pleasurable pain.

She rested her arms on either side of her head, giving him tacit permission to take what she offered.

“So fucking sexy,” he said as he drew her left nipple into the heat of his mouth.

Erin gasped and raised her hips, colliding with the rigid length of his erection against her sex.

“Erin.”

“Hmmm?”

“You’re so hot. I can feel how hot you are.”

“You made me that way with your dirty talk.”

He kissed his way down her body, then looked up at her, his chin propped on her belly. “Just to be completely clear, this isn’t the only thing I want from you or with you.”

“No?”

“Definitely not.”

The emphatic way he said that made her heart leap, and that was before he resumed his journey toward the waistband of her pink bikini panties.

“These need to come off,” he said, tugging at them.