Passion in the Heart (4 page)

“Can I offer you a drink?” Gwen asked as she strolled into the kitchen. She stopped at the island and plopped her purse and keys on the counter next to Phillip’s bags and his sunglasses.

“Perhaps later.” His grin hadn’t changed. He lowered his gaze to her chest and farther south. “You are so beautiful. My eyes have missed you.”

She bit her lip as she stared at him. He looked as sexy as she remembered with his seductive blue eyes and dark, slightly wavy hair. She had loved running her fingers through his short soft locks. His strong lips were a pleasure to kiss. She had loved feeling them pressed to her mouth and other parts of her body. His allure radiated with confidence, intelligence, strength and hidden passion to be explored. She had discovered his intense desires and loved indulging them as much as he’d enjoyed tending to hers. She looked down at his groin. The man had a large bulge in his jeans. Clearly, he
had
missed her. And that made her pussy wet.

“Is it only your eyes?” Gwen asked. “Because if it is, I may need to call a doctor. There seems to be a lump in your pants.”

He closed the distance between them. His heated gaze burned her. She’d need a fan soon to cool her elevated temperature. Maybe she needed to call the fire department instead of a doctor. She took a deep breath as he lifted his hands.

“I’ve thought about you many times since we parted in London.” He grazed his fingers along her bare arms. “I’m glad you contacted me. I’d hoped we would meet again.”

Chills spread down her spine from his touch and his words. “I’m glad I made such a fond impression.”

He dragged the tips of his digits back up her arms, then gently grabbed them. He leaned closer, as if he intended to kiss her. But he didn’t. He placed his lips near her cheek. “Did you miss me?”

His warm breath brushed over her face. Her hormones were on fire. She wanted his mouth on hers and his hands on her body. Forget a fan. She needed him.

She placed her palms on his torso and slid them up until she felt his quick heartbeat. “Well, I was a bit preoccupied while I was on vacation.” She pecked his lips.

He arched his eyebrows. “So busy you forgot about me?”

She fought the smile from spreading but she couldn’t stop it completely. “Perhaps you can refresh my memory.”

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close until she was touching his body. His erection pressed against her navel. More moisture dampened her panties.

“Oh, wait,” she said as she slipped one hand down to his groin. She rubbed his length. “I seem to remember a bit now. Yes.” Damn, he was hard. Her longing for him rose tenfold as she massaged the firm muscle in his jeans.

He moaned softly. “My naughty woman. What shall I do to you first?”

“I can think of a few things.”

“I bet you can.”

She pecked his mouth again. “You know it.” She placed her arms around his neck. “But I’d like to clean up before we start anything. I’ve had a busy day back at work.”

“I flew all this way and you’re going to make me wait.” It sounded like a complaint.

“I won’t be long.” She nudged his arms away from her. “I’d hate to keep you waiting, but I do need to freshen up. You can wander around the house if you’d like.”

“I came for you.”

“You came already?”

He stared at her. Grinning, he shook his head. “Tease.”

“I assure you, Mr Connor, I’m no such thing.” She gripped her dress and lifted it over her head. Holding the garment in one hand at her side, she cocked her hip and stood before him wearing only her push-up bra, thong and heels. “I intend to have wild monkey sex with you, but I need to bathe first. How is that teasing?”

He surveyed her body. “Damn, woman. I’d love to come home every night and watch you strip.”

“And I’d enjoy coming home to find you in my bed and ready to please me. I guess we all have our dreams.”

“Indeed we do.”

“Make yourself at home. I’m going to jump in the shower, and don’t worry, I won’t be long.”

Before he could protest, she strode out of the kitchen. She passed the dining room and reached the front hallway, then the staircase. Pausing briefly, she removed her heels then dashed up the steps.

She hurried into her bedroom and dropped her shoes and dress near the door. Anxious to spend time with Phillip, she worked quickly to remove her remaining underwear as she headed for the bathroom. Seconds later, she pushed aside the shower curtain and stepped into the bathtub.

She turned on the taps and held her hand under the water, testing the temperature. Once it reached her desired level, she lifted the lever. In seconds, the flow of water came rushing out in a spray above her head.

As she stood under the shower, she wondered what Phillip was doing. Was he looking around her home or stripping and preparing for a long night of sex? She suspected the latter, which increased her anxiety. She wanted to be with him, in his arms and with his hard body pressed against hers. Moreover, she wanted to feel his hard cock inside her. She rushed to cleanse her hair and body.

“Mind if I join you?”

The sound of his voice jump-started her pulse.

“Not at all,” she said.

He nudged the curtain aside and peeked at her.

“I’ll warn you, I’m very wet,” she said.

He pushed the curtain farther to the side. He drew close to her with one step. Between the two of them, there wasn’t much space left in her modest shower.

“Do you need to clean up?” Gwen asked. “I can help with that.”

He moved to within inches of her. His large erection stood proudly and brushed against her belly. He placed his hands on her hips. A mischievous grin formed on his face.

“I could use a little cleansing,” he said.

Gwen reached for the bottle of body wash in the corner of her shower. She poured some into her palm. “I’ll give you a proper cleansing.”

He stared at her breasts as she rubbed the gel in her hands. “Did you think I could resist being close to your naked body, especially after you walked away from me in such provocative attire?”

She slid her hands over his chest and massaged the soap into his skin. “Well, once you’ve seen a dozen or so naked women, what’s another?”

She placed her hands over his nipples. He stiffened slightly as she circled her thumb around the tips. Slowly she spread the bubbles down and felt each curve of muscle in his abdomen.

“You’re different to me. You’re…challenging. Playful. Full of life and spirit, besides beautiful. A man would be crazy to walk away from such beauty.”

She reached his groin and wrapped her fingers around his dick. Carefully, she stroked him while she slid her other hand between his legs. She cupped his balls. He sucked in air between his teeth.

“I’ve always enjoyed your touch,” he said.

Each grasp of his rigid shaft made him stiffen slightly. She loved the hard feel of his cock and the way he responded to her care of it. She rubbed her thumb over the tip of his cock, and he closed his eyes briefly.

“Perhaps you would enjoy more than my touch,” she said.

“I’m sure I would.” He gave her a wicked smile.

Gwen lowered to her knees. The spray no longer hit her back. Instead, it smacked Phillip’s chest. Streams of water rolled down his body. She held his member and circled the head with her tongue. He pressed his palm against the wall and his body became taut. When she licked him down and back up, he groaned softly.

“This brings back certain memories,” he said.

“Let’s see if you remember this.” Gwen wrapped her lips around his erection and slipped him inside.

“Now I recall that hot mouth of yours,” he said. “And I always enjoyed it sucking me.”

Gwen wanted to smile but couldn’t. She slid her tongue underneath his length while taking him in and out of her mouth. Water continued to flow down his body but it didn’t impair her goal of pleasing him. Still holding his balls, she felt them tighten. She stroked him with her lips again and again. When he tangled his fingers into her wet hair, she increased her movements.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he said.

He pumped into her mouth and she took him deep. She savored the feel of his dick inside her and between her lips. She wanted him to thrust that hardness between her legs and fill her until she quivered with an orgasm. His grip on her head tightened as he forced himself into her wet pussy. He was close to coming. His body was stiff with tension. She sucked him, encouraging him to release his seed. He finally did. Warm fluid spilled down her throat while his member throbbed against her tongue.

Phillip let go of her head as the tightness in his body disappeared. After he withdrew from her mouth, she stood. The spray from the shower struck her back. She quickly noticed how the temperature of the water had dropped.

“I love it when you suck me. You do it so well,” he said.

Gwen twisted and turned off the taps. As the flow ended, he wrapped his arms around her and grabbed her breasts.

“I missed you, Gwen. Feeling you, tasting you…”

She glanced behind her. “Perhaps it’s time for
you
to remind me of those things, but in my bedroom.”

He kissed shoulder. “I’d love to.”

She pushed the curtain out of the way and left the tub. A towel hung on a rack next to the shower. She grabbed the cloth and wrapped it around her as she hurried to the closet across from the sink. In a flash, she snatched another towel and tossed it to Phillip.

“Catch,” she said as the towel flew through the air.

He caught it and took to patting his body dry. Gwen rubbed the cloth over her body, then bent and dried her hair.

“Woman, you are such a tease.”

She straightened and looked over her shoulder. He had quite a hard-on.

He gripped his dick. “Bend over again. Let me see that gorgeous pussy.”

She spread her legs and bent.

“God, you’re beautiful.” He started moving toward her. “And spankalicious.”

She bit her lip to stop herself from laughing.
Spankalicious?
Did he plan to give her a smack on her ass? Before he got too close, she straightened. She faced him and wiggled her index finger in front of him. “I believe you were going to remind me how much you missed tasting me.”

“I intend to do just that. But you’ve taunted me too much tonight. I should spank that fine ass of yours.” He stepped toward her.

She back peddled into the bedroom. “You can do that later. I need a reminder first.”

Grinning, he rushed at her and enclosed her in his arms. “Now, you can’t escape me.”

She giggled. “Flee from you? Never.”

He brought his lips close to hers. “I’ll remember those words later.”

“Maybe I should clarify I wouldn’t while you’re naked and pressing your cock against me.”

He half chuckled. “Too late.”

He molded his lips to hers in a blink of an eye. His invasion into her mouth was just as fast. He drove his tongue inside and tangled it with hers. His kiss was full of fire and need. She acknowledged his fervor and matched it, stroking and sucking his tongue. Her heart galloped while desire coiled within her body. Although she’d met many men during her European vacation, Phillip was different and had a way of always exciting her. She found herself constantly yearning for more of him. His playful and sophisticated charm was unlike the others. As strange as it seemed, she had missed him. She’d missed the way he kissed her zealously, as he was doing now. If he would share such passion with her on a nightly basis, she’d be the happiest woman on earth.

He held her tight while he moaned softly. His warm body added heat to hers, not that she needed it. The blazing flame of longing had elevated her temperature. He nudged her back while keeping his lips sealed to her mouth. She suspected he wanted her on the bed. She’d gladly oblige him.

He stopped her before the back of her legs touched the bed frame, and broke the kiss. “Do you know how much I want you right now?”

“If I had to guess…I’d say a lot.”

“Mm…” His eyes widened. “Good guess. Now lay on the bed and I’ll show you.”

Gwen glanced behind her. The mattress was inches away. She backed up to it then sat. With his large member so close to her face, she couldn’t help but marvel at it.

“Lay back. Keep your feet near the edge and spread your legs wide,” he said.

Staring into his eyes, she obeyed his instructions. She rested on the bed with her arms above her head and knees propped up. He studied her body as if he’d never seen it before.

“If I had a picture of you like this, I’d look at it multiple times every day,” he said.

“That’s a lot of masturbating.”

He lowered his body until he hovered mere inches above her, and slid his fingers between hers. “You give me a good reason to.”

He gripped her hands as he ignited another passionate kiss. While he stroked her tongue, the tip of his erection touched her belly. She was burning with a carnal hunger, craving for him to slide into her slick depths and fill her. He’d said she was a tease but it seemed he was more of one at the moment with his shaft so close to where it should be.

He let go of her hands and glided his fingers down her arms. The delicate touch gave her a chill. When he reached her tits, he groped them and prised his lips from her.

“Did I ever tell you how much I admire your breasts?”

She giggled. “You may have mentioned it a time or two.” He’d complimented them at least a dozen times during their time in London.

He thumbed her erect buds and zings of pleasure shot south. “Yes, I missed these.”

He latched onto one nipple while he fondled the other. Currents of need coursed through her, raising her temperature more and driving the anticipation. She lifted one hand and raked her fingers through his damp locks. She loved how he made her feel, adored his playfulness and his passion. She arched her back and he moved to the next tit. He treated it in kind, sucking and nibbling. Her wet pussy spasmed. It was if it too declared it needed attention. She pressed her feet to the bed and lifted her hips.

“Please, Phillip…”

He ceased torturing her girls. “Feeling a bit aroused?”

“As if you couldn’t tell.” She lowered her body back to the bed.