What Happened After Vegas? (Unexpected Love #2)

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Author: Sharon Cummin
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the
bottom of her sweater and pull it over her head.
    "I've
been waiting all week to see you," she whispered.
    He
didn't let her finish before his lips were on hers again. She
whimpered as he pulled her bottom lip between his teeth. Cliff looked
into her eyes, wrapped his hand in her hair, and pulled back to open
her neck to him. Her eyes widened at the boldness of his moves. It
was a side of him she hadn't seen the weekend before. He placed small
kisses down her neck, as he removed her bra and dropped it at her
feet. His mouth continued traveling downward until he was at her
naked breasts. As his tongue licked across her nipple, she felt it
harden. He sucked and pulled her nipple into his mouth before
releasing it with a pop. He then traveled to the other side to show
it the same attention. She felt alive and knew she was wet for him.
    Cliff
slowly kissed down her belly and stopped at the waist of her jeans.
He looked up at her from on his knees. Their eyes were locked
together, as he unbuttoned and unzipped her pants. Slowly, he slid
them down her legs never breaking eye contact with her. She stood
before him in a pair of tiny, white panties. His tongue came out and
slid across his lips and she whimpered again. Rachel knew her panties
were soaked and waiting to be removed. He slid his fingers under the
fabric while watching her for approval. She felt more shy in that
moment than she ever had before. Her head nodded, and he took them
slowly down her legs. She stepped out one leg at a time and then
stood frozen with her legs together. He put his hands on her legs and
nudged them.
    "Open
for me," he said, staring into her eyes.
    She
stood still without moving. He kept his voice calm but serious when
he spoke again.
    "I
can't wait one more second to taste you, Rachel. Open your legs."
    She
took a deep breath and slowly opened them. Cliff looked into her
eyes, as he leaned forward and ran his tongue up her thigh stopping
just before he reached the spot she wanted him most. He moved his
hand up her other thigh but didn't stop. His fingers spread her open
and he smiled.
    "You
have no idea how perfect you are," he said, as his tongue slid
through her folds.
    Rachel
moaned as soon as his tongue made contact. It was unbelievable. She
knew her juices were all over his tongue as he continued to lick
every bit of her. He lifted her leg and placed it over his shoulder.
She could not believe she was standing against her front door,
completely naked, with his face buried between her legs. He brought
things out in her she didn't know were possible. She was already
doing things she never would have dreamt of with Cliff. His finger
began playing with her clit, and her head went back against the door.
She moaned when he began to speed up the movement of his tongue. Her
hand went to his head, as she ran her fingers through his hair. She
was damn close to exploding when he entered her with his tongue.
    "Oh,
Cliff," she cried out.
    She
looked down at him and couldn't take her eyes off of the sight of him
pleasuring her. He put pressure of her clit and fucked her with his
tongue. Cliff was reaching spots she didn't even know existed. She
couldn't hold back and exploded around his tongue as she called out
his name over and over. He continued licking up every bit of her
juices, as she rode out her amazing orgasm. When she was done, she
felt like she was going to collapse.
    Cliff
was on his feet and holding her in seconds. He licked his lips and
claimed her mouth hard. She gasped as he held her against the door.
Rachel grabbed for the bottom of his shirt and pulled up as fast as
she could. She threw it to the ground and wrapped her arms around
him. The feel of his warm, hard chest against hers and the pressure
of him pressed against her had her moaning again. He let out a tiny
chuckle before nipping her lip. She yelped in surprise. Her hands ran
up and down his back, as she kneaded his muscles with her hands.
Shit! How did he stay so damn fit, she

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