sooner rather than later, he’d better start revving things up.
As if he’d read her mind he moved his lips to the base of her throat, planting a kiss at the top of her breast before he sucked a nipple into his mouth. He used just the right amount of pressure and suction to make her quiver, make her want to beg him to ease the burning need inside her. But she wouldn’t, not yet.
Gripping his shoulders, she inhaled his scent, clean and as masculine as the muscles that flexed under his warm skin. Try as she might, with him still teasing her breasts, she couldn’t reach far enough down to get a grip on his amazing butt.
Balancing himself on his left elbow, he retraced the path on the inside of her thigh until she held her breath, waiting, desperate for him to touch her. She moved her hips against his erection, taking satisfaction in his groan. He lifted his head, and the moment seemed to freeze. He didn’t move, just watched her face.
She wasn’t sure what was happening, and then gasped at the invasion of his finger sliding into her damp heat. Her shoulders came up off the mattress and she couldn’t seem to catch her next breath. He pushed in deeper, and rubbed her with his thumb.
“No,” she said. “No. No. No.”
He stopped. Everything.
“Oh, God, no, it’s just...” She still couldn’t seem to catch her breath. “Not yet.”
His expression changed in an instant. The intensity returned as his desire flared. He reentered her with two fingers. Found the sensitive nub.
She bucked and clenched, which made everything worse. “You bastard.”
“Don’t fight it.” His heated breath washed over her still-damp nipple. “I’m not going to stop at one.” Surging up, he kissed her lips, parted them with his tongue and thrust in rhythm with his fingers.
Eyes shut, Cassie reached for him, but the pressure got to be too much. Everything inside her tightened. She arched against his hand, her body tensing, her breath held. When she came, she bucked so hard it dislodged his fingers. Another spasm hit, not as strong, but more than she expected. He was hot and it had been a while for her, but that didn’t explain her body’s reaction.
His tongue tracing a line down her torso made her open one eye. He kissed her tummy, then dipped his tongue into her belly button. When he would’ve slid lower, she grabbed his hair where it was longer on top and lifted his head up. His eyes were dark and hooded, sexier than he had any right to be. “Condom,” she said, her voice shaky. “Now.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She released his hair, and when he wouldn’t move, gave him a shove. “Oh, my God. I’ve never...”
He kept his slow-eyed gaze on her as he reached for the packet. “You’ve never what?”
“Come more than once. I just don’t.”
He returned to his position above her. “We’ll have to see about that.”
God, he was hard and thick. And hot.
It was his turn to jerk when she rubbed her thumb over the slick tip of his erection. Moving out of her reach, his gaze so dark and piercing she had another after-quake, she watched him slide on the condom.
Her legs spread eagerly and he settled between them with a groan that made her squeeze all the parts of herself she could. She wondered if he were this focused when he strapped himself into his jet, making sure everything was ready for takeoff. The idea was surprisingly sexy.
He rose above her again, leaning on one arm as he guided himself into her, catching and holding her gaze. “Oh, hell, Cassie,” he said, teasing her name out low and slow as he pushed inside.
She grabbed the headboard above her head, bracing herself for his entry. He never once looked away from her eyes as he gritted his teeth and drove into her with a powerful thrust that tore a cry from her throat.
Her right hand went to his forearm. With the other she clutched a pillow and wound her legs around his hips. He started to plunge deep, only to pull almost all the way out before doing it again. The pleasure sent waves through her, starting at her center then spreading with the rhythm of oceans, the strength of tides.
Part of her wanted to look down, to roll her head on the pillow, to stop staring, but she was captivated. It didn’t stop her from moaning, though, or biting her bottom lip, or calling out