With a murmur of something sweet and soft, Boone pulled her against his chest, and his heavy arms were so good wrapped around her shoulders and waist. “Did you enjoy yourself with Craeg and Paradise? They’re really good people.”
“You know, I actually did. I mean, I’m rusty at making conversation, but even for me, they were really easy to open up to.”
“What did you talk about?”
Tilting her head back, she looked into his eyes. “Craeg says you’re wild for me.”
The sensual smile that stretched Boone’s mouth had Big Plans written all over it. And not in a conversational sense. “Did he.”
“Are you?”
“Well, if you remember yesterday . . .” His broad hand stroked down to the curve of her waist. “I think ‘wild’ seems pretty accurate.”
“Mmmm . . .” She focused on his mouth. “Yes, if memory serves, I think that covers it, but you may need to remind me.”
“My pleasure.”
As he dropped his mouth to hers and kissed her, he tasted like toothpaste and she breathed in deep so she could smell his aftershave. The idea that he had taken care to get himself clean before coming over made her smile.
“Would you mind if we went somewhere flatter,” he said with that sexy smile of his. “And naked’er?”
Getting to her feet, she was struck by a desperate need to be with him and she pulled him off the couch with a yank. “Let’s hurry.”
“I like your attitude.”
In her bedroom, she hustled over to sit on the foot of her mattress, and then she ripped off her T-shirt. Before she could work on her boxer shorts, Boone knelt between her knees and slowed her down.
“Allow me to help you.”
As he moved up to kiss her, she wrapped her arms around his big shoulders and lifted her hips. “I just want to be naked with you.”
The growl that percolated up out of his throat was oh, so satisfying, and he wasted no time in pulling those boxers down her legs and off her feet. Then his big, callused hands were stroking up her thighs as he continued to kiss her, his tongue teasing and retreating, getting her hotter. In fact, everything seemed heightened, every shift of his body, every point of contact—and certainly each lick of that tongue of his.
Lying back on the mattress, she expected him to come with her so they could get down to business. He didn’t. Looming above her, his hands drifted over her breasts, squeezing them together and holding them in place so that the tips almost met. His mouth alternated between her hypersensitive, swollen nipples, sucking, licking, and—
The release that lightning’d through her was a shock, and she jerked her head up even as she moaned.
Meanwhile, Boone stared at her over the swell of her breasts, lids low, fangs descended, massive shoulders blocking out the view of the outer room behind him.
“That’s right,” he said in a husky voice, “come for me.”
The sight of his pink tongue extending down and running a circle around her tight, bright pink nipple was enough to leave her in thrall again. God, she had no idea where her response was coming from and she really didn’t care. Maybe it was because they had already done this a few times the day before and her inhibitions were down. Maybe because it was because he had awakened her as a female.
Maybe it was just because he was hot as hell and he wanted her as much she wanted him.
When Boone finally released her breasts, she was sure he was going to mount her—and she was so ready. As incredible as her releases had been, she wanted him inside her with a greed that was as shocking as that first rogue orgasm had been.
Except . . . no.
He didn’t come up higher on her. He went lower.
Much lower.
His hands locked on her hips as his lips kissed a path down onto her ribs . . . her belly . . . her belly button . . .
As she figured out where he was headed, her legs sawed with impatience, and she arched back into the mattress, her head turning to the side so she could watch. But damn, there were times to tease, cajole, sensually build up the anticipation. This was not one of them. And she prayed he somehow knew it.
Tonight, she was not playing. Her hunger was just too strong. Boone caressed down one of her legs and then moved it to the side, opening her up. “Helania .