The Mistake (Bad Bridesmaids #1) - Noelle Adams Page 0,22

for lingerie.”

“I have a thing for you naked.” He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She hadn’t been wearing a bra or any sort of stockings, so the only thing she had on now was little navy-blue panties that covered almost nothing.

She wasn’t stick thin. She had all kinds of curves and softness—in her thighs, her hips, her belly, her breasts—that seemed to beckon his hands. His erection had been aching for what felt like forever, but it suddenly throbbed with a surge of new hunger.

It was entirely possible he was going to lose it, from nothing more than looking at her like this.

His fixed gaze might have made her a little self-conscious, but she hid it well. She rolled her eyes and reached for his shirt. “Okay, we’re not going to do that obnoxious macho thing where I’m totally naked while you have all your clothes on. If I’m going to be naked, so are you. So start stripping.”

She could make him laugh in so many unexpected ways, even in his current condition. He choked on his amusement while he unfastened and dropped his pants and she worked on his shirt. He had on an undershirt and a pair of black boxer briefs in addition to his socks.

The socks came off first because it was impossible to look dignified or sexy wearing socks with no pants.

“Nope. All the way,” she said when he reached for her again after his feet were bare.

“You’ve got your underwear on. Aren’t we supposed to be equal here?”

She made a face, but she was clearly trying to hide a laugh. “Okay. Take off the shirt at least. Then we’ll be equal. But your underwear hides a lot more than mine, just to get that out there.”

She was looking at his groin as he pulled off his T-shirt. His erection was more than evident. That made him remember something, so he leaned over to grab a packet out of the pocket of his trousers. “I brought a condom.”

“Good thinking. Did you seriously have it in your pocket all through the wedding?” She looked more fascinated than annoyed.

He shook his head. “In my car. I stuck in my pocket before I came in.”

Now that preliminaries were complete, he moved toward her and took her head in his hands. “Can we go again now?”

Her eyes were deliciously hungry, but she laughed irrepressibly. “Yes. We can go again. If you’re going to be impatient about it.”

The banter and amusement had actually helped. Given him something else to think about besides the desperate ache of his body. But now he was kissing her again, backing her up to the bed and easing her down. Moving on top of her. Kissing her some more. Touching her all over.

And nothing mattered in the world but this. Right here. Now. With her.

She was just as passionate as she’d been in the kitchen, responding eagerly to his kisses and touches with both her body and her voice. And now she was touching him too. Running her hands down his back. Rubbing his thighs. Sliding her fingers under the waistband of his boxers so she could squeeze his ass.

Then she moved her hands forward so she was stroking his erection. He had to break out of the kiss and choke back a howl of pleasure.

It was ridiculous. That she was doing this to him.

And that he didn’t want her to stop.

He wasn’t sure how long they spent kissing and stroking each other. He wanted to make sure it was good for her. Not rush it. But more and more he was worried about how long he could last without coming prematurely out of sheer pleasure.

“Okay,” she gasped at last, pulling his head up from where he’d been suckling one of her luscious breasts. “I’m seriously going to scream if we don’t get to the main event. So do you think you could please fuck me now?”

He almost laughed, but that would have been a mistake. He couldn’t let go even a little bit, or he might let go of everything. So instead he focused on taking off his underwear while she slid off hers.

Time had slowed down or sped up or blurred into confusion. He couldn’t remember putting the condom on, but it was on now, so he must have done it. His hands were almost shaking when he pulled her thighs apart to make room for him and then positioned himself between them.

He used his hand to line himself up at her entrance.