him. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want to kiss you.”
His tongue slid between her index and middle finger and stroked the junction in lazy swirls. “Just move your hand, sweetheart, and you can kiss me however you want.” He let his teeth nip the fleshy side of her index finger and she jumped. He grinned.
“Not there. I don’t want to kiss your mouth.” Her free hand slid up his thigh and settled over his hard-on, squeezed. “I want to kiss you here.”
Mark froze as every nerve in his body screamed. He sucked in a breath. Before he could say anything Lorelei’s hands were undoing his fly and shoving his briefs down until they caught beneath his testicles. Then her hands closed around him and he swore. Flexed against her hot little hands.
“Did you do this in the car as a teenager?” she asked as she lowered over him and her breath branded him.
He could barely speak. Couldn’t think at all when her wet tongue touched the base of his erection. She made a purring sound in her throat and her tongue slid up the length of him. Sweet Jesus.
His knee rammed the steering wheel when she gripped him in a hand and licked her tongue over the head in a long, lazy stroke. He thought he was going to come right then and there. “Lorelei,” he growled, and grabbed a handful of her hair, arched into her mouth.
And when she finally closed that hot, wet mouth over him he almost did come. Desire tore through him and a groan ripped from his throat. With his heart pounding in his chest he stared down at her, and her mouth slid over him, gently suctioned him. When a lock of her hair fell across her face Mark brushed it away and held it at the back of her neck.
It was better than his fantasies—way better. He let out a growl and watched her, whispered, “I want you, Lorelei. I want to be inside your tight body.”
Her movements stilled and she looked up at him, sat up. And it felt like he’d been gut-shot. The wind rushed from his chest. She was so incredibly sexy. Her green eyes glowed in the dim light, her lush mouth was slick and swollen, her hair a dark, tangling mass, her skin flushed with arousal. His lungs squeezed painfully. He’d never seen anything more beautiful in his life.
Mark pulled gently on her hair. “Come here.”
She shuffled and he pulled her across the center console. Lorelei’s butt landed against his hard-on and her hands dove into his hair. She licked her wet lips, desire in her eyes. Hunger clawed at him but something else was there, too. Something deeper. He kept his eyes open and locked on hers when he lowered his mouth. Instead of attacking her lips, he touched his tenderly to hers. When her eyes went wide and a little wary he smiled against her. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?”
Hot breath puffed against his skin and she shook her head, lowered her mouth to his again. Mark watched her eyes drift closed and felt something inside him shift. He cupped the sides of her face in his hands and nibbled at her full lips, felt them tremble. Instead of devouring her, he let his lips trail over her face. Kissed her eyelids and heard her soft gasp. Pressed his lips against the warm skin of her temple and breathed in the scent of her.
He didn’t know what was happening, was terrified to know. But when he felt her body shudder against his he felt it somewhere deep in his soul, in that place that hadn’t been touched by anyone in years. And when he traced his lips over her jaw and saw a tear shimmer on her eyelashes, slide down her cheek, it almost unmanned him. He kissed the teardrop away and felt the rush of her breath against his left cheek.
“Oh Lorelei,” he breathed. “What are you doing to me?”
She shook her head as a sound almost like a sob caught in her throat. Her plump lips pressed together and her chin quivered. On a ragged whisper she asked, “What are you doing to me?”
Her eyelids fluttered open and her beautiful eyes focused on him. Emotions swirled in the glimmering depths. “This was supposed to be easy. I don’t know you.”
He brought his mouth back to hers, his hands still cradling her head. Fire burned in his blood. “You know me, Lorelei. Better than anyone else