Fresh Temptation

cup him through the outside of his pants but he immediately pushed her hand away.
    “Not yet. I must do something else first.” He sat up and launched himself off the bed.
    “What are you doing?” A chill passed through her. She already missed the warmth of his body lying against hers.
    “Don’t worry. I can warm you much better from down here.” Victor bent forward and slid his hands under her thighs, pulling her to the edge of the bed. Then he knelt on the floor.
    Cara felt his tongue against her lower lips before her mind could process what he meant. Never had such intense pleasure flooded her being so quickly. There was nothing else left in her world…only the feel of his tongue. She shrieked and moaned. Her body writhed against him in an uncontrollable rhythm, but his firm grip under her knees held her just where he wanted her.
    What he said about warming her was absolutely true. She was so hot now, she imagined herself melting right through the mattress. His tongue was everywhere at once, touching her in ways she forgot existed. Her entire body trembled with each lick until her mouth opened wide, filling the room with the sounds of her climax.
    As Cara lay still, recovering, Victor stood up.
    He wiped his mouth against his long sleeve then reached inside his pocket for a condom. His eyes went up and down her body, devouring her as he undressed. He felt like he couldn’t get his clothes off fast enough.
    Cara had finally caught her breath when she opened her eyes and saw Victor, naked, unrolling the condom. The sight renewed her energy. His body was tight and athletic. His chest, smooth and perfectly toned. She smiled up at him when he pulled her legs apart a little more and leaned forward.
    Victor intertwined his fingers with hers and held her hands down on the bed as he slipped inside of her.
    Her head fell back as she cried out in ecstasy. The louder she got, the faster he went, driving himself deeper into her.
    He waited for her eyes to meet his. He could barely breathe as he said, “You’re so beautiful, Cara.”
    She could only stare up at him, mesmerized. Watching his face grow more and more intense with each stroke until he closed his eyes, grunting and gritting his teeth as he came.
    Victor soon lay alongside her, catching his breath. “Ohhh…Cara…” He took a deep breath. “Please…forgive me…”
    “Forgive you?” Her eyebrows furrowed as she watched his face. “For what?”
    Another deep breath. “For rushing you…into bed…couldn’t help myself…so beautiful…”
    Cara was again rendered speechless, wondering momentarily if Victor was a figment of her imagination. She had never felt more desired in her entire life. Letting his words sink in, she waited for his breathing to return to normal, then she said, “You didn’t rush me, Victor. I wanted this to happen.”
    He brushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. “Good. I know it’s fast. And I meant what I said on the plane today. I really do want to get to know you better.” He gave her a lopsided smile. “But you’re just too damn tempting.” He cupped her cheek. “Too damn sexy.”
    Instantly, Victor’s hand slid to her hair, pulling her face to his for a kiss. He let her go for a second and said, “I don’t know if I’m gonna get any sleep tonight,”
    When his lips returned, Cara felt her body heat rise once again with the hope that neither of them would sleep.

Chapter Twelve
     
    Tom Sutton rubbed his eyes and looked up at the unfamiliar ceiling overhead. He was alone in bed, the smell of fresh coffee wafting in to keep him company.
    He sat up, ready to go downstairs to greet the lovely Patty when he heard the tapping of tiny feet outside the door.
    “Gwammah?” Isaac knocked. “Gwammah you up?”
    Tom winced. The last thing he wanted was to confuse the cute little guy by walking out of his grandma’s bedroom first thing in the morning.
    “Isaac!” Tom heard Patty’s voice call up the stairs. “Is that you I hear? Go back to your room, sweetie. I have a surprise for you.”
    Isaac said, “Mommy up?”
    Patty’s voice sounded closer now. “No, sweetie, Mommy will be home tonight. Remember we talked about this?”
    “No.”
    Patty sighed. “Yes you do. Mommy had to work last night.”
    Isaac whined and stomped his foot. “ Mommy! ”
    “Shh,” Patty said. “Look what I have for you. A cinnamon roll.”
    Isaac’s tone was instantly happy. “ Ooh!”
    “Now, I’ll give you this but you