Easy This Time - JH Croix Page 0,41

company did. There’s no way they’re going to get in this building. They’re not going to break down your door, Mari. They may not know I’m personally in here with you, but I’m sure they know the building is being monitored.”

“Then, what were they doing?”

“These guys operate strategically. My guess is they were just trying to get a lay of the building. For all we know, Brett told them he’s staying with you.”

Although my brain, or rather my body, shouldn’t be reacting under the circumstances, having Mari close to me was sending little lightning strikes of lust through my body. I moved my hand up and down her back in slow passes, hoping to soothe her.

She let out another sigh. “I can’t believe this.”

When she turned to look at me, everything froze for a moment. My breath caught, and my heartbeat stuttered before lunging. I tried to remind myself I wanted to slow this down, somehow do this the right way. But I could barely hear my own thoughts over the rush of need pounding through me.

Mari, in nothing more than a thin T-shirt with her scent spinning around me like gossamer threads and catching me in its web, was too much for my rational, honorable mind. All I knew was I wanted her.

Her tongue darted out, sliding across her bottom lip. I thought she whispered my name, but I couldn’t be certain. The sound of her breath catching in her throat as she leaned toward me, pierced my hazy mind and electricity sizzled down my spine.

In a fiery second, she cupped my cheek and drew me to her mouth. Although I could’ve tried to convince myself she started it, that was an irrelevant detail. Because just as she arched up, I leaned down.

When our lips met, my body took that hit like a jolt straight into my veins. Mari was a drug for me. She was mine and mine alone, and I was already addicted.

Her lips were soft and warm when she teased her tongue against mine. I scrambled to grasp the reins of my control. I pulled back, just a whisper away from her.

“Are you sure this is what you want, Mari?” I asked in a gruff whisper.

It felt as if everything in me was leaning forward, just about to fall over the edge of a waterfall. The force of the current pushing me was almost impossible to withstand. I waited for her answer as her lashes swept up, and she caught my gaze.

“Absolutely.”

That single whispered word in Mari’s sexy, raspy voice, tipped me over the edge.

And then, we dove into our kiss together, a tangle of lips, teeth, and tongue. In a matter of seconds, I pulled Mari into my lap. She was a warm, silky soft bundle of curves, and I couldn’t get enough of her.

Tearing my mouth free from hers, I pressed wet, open kisses along her jaw, and caught her earlobe in my teeth. Satisfaction washed through me when she shivered, and her skin rose in goosebumps in the wake of my touch.

Mari’s hands gripped my shoulders, sliding down over my biceps before one palm hooked on the hem of my T-shirt and skimmed against my skin under the fabric. I never even thought much about the subtle feel of a woman’s touch. Her touch was like the sparks from flint striking against stone, every spark falling into the fire already threatening to engulf us both.

Meanwhile, I slid my palms up her sides, savoring her ragged gasp and the murmur of my name. I already knew what she felt like at her core, but I needed to touch her desperately. Pressing her thighs apart, I expected to encounter her silky panties.

I knew she wore silk. I lost my damn mind at the bar earlier tonight when I felt that wet silk between her legs. Perhaps I’d simply tricked myself into thinking I saw the silhouette of her panties when she stood in the doorway only moments ago. I was startled to find nothing but her bare, wet pussy.

“Fuck, Mari,” I murmured against her skin as I was tracing her collarbone with my tongue.

“What?” she asked on a gasp when her hips arched into my fingers.

“You’re so fucking wet.”

I drew my fingers out and lifted them. I needed to taste her essence.

Her eyes were on me, her lips parted when I sucked my fingers, savoring the sweet elixir of her desire. I roughly yanked her shirt up and over her head. I needed to feel