He drew her into his arms and showed her how much he wanted her, taking her mouth in a hot kiss that made her tongue search for his. And when she sucked his tongue into her mouth, he groaned in response. He slid his fingers into her hair, all that softness spilling over his hand.
She smelled like his favorite cookie, a sweet vanilla scent that climbed into his senses, making him want to lick her all over. He moved his mouth from her lips to her jaw, down to her neck, feeling her body tremble in response. He ran his fingers down her back, memorizing every vertebra, every curve of her body.
He walked her backward, laying her down on the bed. He climbed next to her, taking this time to touch her, to kiss her collarbone, then her breasts, cupping the weight of one in his hand, molding and playing with her and then putting his mouth over the nipple.
Erin arched her back, gasping as he sucked.
God, she tasted good. He flattened his tongue across one nipple, then the other, teasing back and forth until her entire body shuddered.
This is what he wanted—to see her shatter, to watch this normally put-together woman totally come apart against his mouth.
He kissed the side of her breast, then moved down her rib cage, sliding down her body to kiss her belly, then her hip bone, teasing her with his teeth.
“Jason.”
His name was uttered as a low moan, and he liked the way she said it. Like a plea.
He knew exactly what she needed.
A nest of raven curls covered the top of her sex. He touched her there with his fingers first, testing her readiness. She pressed against his hand, her body hot and damp.
Oh, yeah.
He placed his mouth over her, tasting the salty softness of her, then used his tongue and lips to tease and taste her until she writhed against him, making sounds that told him she liked what he was doing. So he kept doing it until she rolled against his face, her body shuddering around him as her orgasm hit her fast. He slowed, letting her come down a little, then brought her back up again, taking it slow and easy. And this time, she fell easy, but it was still just as sweet.
She made a satisfied sound, then lifted her head.
“Come up here with me.”
He crawled up her body and lay next to her. She swept her fingers across his bottom lip.
“Anyone ever tell you that you’re very good at that?”
His lips curved. “Anyone ever tell you how damn good you taste?”
She inhaled deeply, then let it out. “I needed that release. Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.”
She rolled to her side and reached out to circle her fingertip over one of his nipples, then traced her fingers over his abs, down to his lower stomach, and wrapped her warm hand around his cock.
He hissed out a breath as she stroked him, all the while her gaze stayed focused on his face. And if he let her keep doing that, he was going to lose it.
He rolled her over and planted his mouth on hers, climbing half on her so his cock rested against her thigh.
She lifted her lips from his. “You’re teasing me.”
“How?”
“With your damn cock. I want it inside me.”
He smiled. “I can make that happen.”
“Then do it. Now. Not that I have a complaint about you rubbing against me. Because I like that part. I like all your parts, actually. One of your parts specifically. That needs to be in me. Did I mention now?”
She was making him crazy.
He rolled off of her and ripped open the drawer of his nightstand, fumbling around for the box of condoms he kept there. It took him a few seconds to find it, but he pulled out the box and grabbed a condom. He had it on in record time.
Erin was propped up on her side, her head resting on her hand as she watched him.
“That took forever. Now I’m out of the mood.”
He arched a brow. “Seriously?”
“No, of course not.” She laughed and held her arms out for him.
He blew out a breath. “Dammit, Erin. I was prepared to do math to get my hard-on to go away.”
“Now, why would we want to waste a glorious hard cock like that on math? Get over here.”
She really was trying to kill him. But as he looked at her, her beautiful raven hair spread out like midnight