see that you get me so hard and so high so fast, that I - never mind." He grabbed her wrists in one hand. "It only means that the one to go up in flames this time will be you and the one who gets to do all the touching is me."
With that, he hauled her close again and found her mouth with his. Tea sank under a fresh wave of desire as he rubbed his tongue against hers. Still gripping her wrists in one of his hands, he used his free fingers to slide beneath her sweater again and pluck her nipples.
Though she swallowed her moans, she couldn't help but twist against him, trying to get relief for the building ache in her breasts. He pulled on one nipple, playing with it with his fingers until she thought she might go mad.
She crowded her hips with his. He lifted his head and laughed softly, the sound both satisfied and sexy. "Now if you'll promise to keep your hands to yourself, I'll take off your top and have my way with your beautiful breasts."
Tea bit her lip instead of pleading as she wanted to. Thank God he went ahead with his plan anyway. In the space of a breath she was standing in front of him, topless. Heat washed over her skin and she thanked God for the camouflaging darkness too.
Still, she saw Johnny's head bend toward her and when his wet mouth latched onto her, she couldn't hold back her moan. Her hands went to his hair again, but he caught her wrists and held them to her sides as he sucked on first one nipple and then the other. His tongue licked over her tight flesh and then he drew back to blow out a cool breath. Her fingers tightened on his restraining hands and he laughed again.
"You like that?"
Of course she liked that. But she wasn't going to risk opening her mouth and shouting it to the rooftops. He had to be accustomed to elegant, accomplished lovers and she was barely hanging on to her silence.
Johnny pulled her against him again, the wet tips of her breasts meeting the hard, hot skin of his chest. At the contact, air hissed from between his teeth, covering up the little moan she only half-swallowed. Then he kissed her again, his body swaying in another slow dance as he grabbed her full, lightweight cotton skirt in both fists.
Tea bowed back as his kiss burned through her. He followed the movement, keeping their chest-to-breast contact as his hands gathered up the material of her skirt, slowly baring her legs. His mouth broke away from hers to slide to an ear. As he bit her lobe, he tucked the rolled ends of her skirt in her back waistband.
"Mine," he said, cupping her buttocks in his palms. "Oh, God, all mine."
Tea buried her face against his skin. What must she look like, bare on top and her skirt ruched up to leave her - Johnny's hands moved again -
- bare on the bottom too.
His whisper was hot in her ear as he pushed her panties all the way off. "Step out, Contessa, step out and dance with me."
She kicked off her sandals and walked out of her underwear, leaving them on the floor with Johnny's shirt. As she began to follow his lead in the dance, her skirt worked itself out of the waistband and fell free.
As he had earlier, Johnny looped her arms around his neck, pressing her fingers together. "Hold there," he said. "Don't let go." Then he pulled up her skirt and cupped her bottom again.
Her skin goosebumped from the heat of his hands. She closed her eyes and rubbed her face against his chest. Then his fingers wandered to the crease between her cheeks and thighs and he slid them toward her wet heat.
She froze, riveted by the graze of his fingertips.
"Keep dancing," he said. "Let's keep dancing."
His hoarse voice was impossible to disobey. As she shifted one foot, he found the access he'd been seeking. Two fingers thrust up inside of her.
Tea cried out, pleasure breaking over her body. "Johnny," she breathed, closing her eyes. "Johnny."
"Keep dancing." His voice was tight and he rubbed his cheek against hers. "Move with me."
He took die lead, still swaying, still forcing her to shift and to move while impaled on the stiff length of his fingers. With every change in her posture, she could feel him touching a different place, exploring