Good With His Hands (Good in Bed #1)- Lauren Blakely Page 0,36
to you, Ruby.” It feels like the truest thing I’ve said in ages. “Starting with getting the rest of these damn clothes off of you.”
I tug at her overalls, guiding them down over her hips. “Let’s get you naked, woman.”
We do the undressing dance, quickly shedding the rest of our paint-streaked clothes, leaving a pile of shorts, shirts, and overalls on the floor.
We’re down to my blue boxer briefs and her pink panties, and my eyes feast on her—all curves and softness and skin I want to lick everywhere.
I loop an arm around her waist, bring her to the bed, and set her on her back. Her knees are up, and this—this pose—is pure art.
My Ruby, all flushed and sexy as I peel off her pink panties.
My pulse surges as I take her in. Glistening, pink, wet.
She’s both nervous and excited, judging from her eyes.
She twirls her finger in my direction. “Off with your pants, Hendrix.”
Laughing, I shed them, loving that she’s still playful with me even in the heat of the moment.
But once I strip, the look in her brown eyes is no longer playful. It’s seductive, sensual, and rich with heat as she stares shamelessly at my cock, thick and hard for her.
I give her what she seems to want. I grip my cock, slide my fist down it, my breath shuddering as I stroke myself once, twice, nice and hard, all while she gazes with heat in those soulful brown eyes.
“Oh, God,” she groans, letting a hand drift down between her breasts.
In a second, I am on her. I cover her body with mine, my lips crashing down on hers, our hands flying everywhere.
I travel over her arms, her waist, her breasts, all while our lips hungrily explore. My tongue skates over hers, and we can’t seem to get enough of each other.
Her hands are greedy, mapping me, traversing my arms, journeying down my chest, and soon we are a blur of tangled limbs, flushed skin, and eager fingers.
I get reacquainted with her breasts, kneading, squeezing . . . making her moan into my mouth and arch into my palms.
I shift her so we’re side to side, kissing like we can’t stop. I don’t want to stop. I want to consume as many of her kisses as I can, imprint them in my mind, store them up so I can recall them whenever I need to remember the most sensual, sexy kisses ever.
They could only be the ones with Ruby melting against me, her breath coming fast as I explore her.
When I slide a hand over her belly, slowly, deliciously making my way down her body, I shudder too.
Yes, we are inevitable, even if we’re only a moment.
But it’s a moment I desperately need.
“Jesse,” she breathes out, her voice hitching. “Please touch me.”
“Don’t you worry, sweetheart. That is definitely the plan,” I say, and when my fingers glide between her legs, I don’t know which of us groans louder.
She’s so soft and slick and needy.
The second I trace her wetness, she’s gasping, saying my name, arching into me.
“I want to make you feel so fucking good,” I murmur as I trace her slippery heat.
“You do,” she gasps, writhing into my hand, sinking onto her back now, letting herself enjoy me.
I love that. Love that she’s taking right now, spreading her legs, letting me make her feel good.
This woman deserves everything good in the world.
From me.
That’s what I give her as I listen to her cues, follow her moans, teasing then rubbing her clit as I kiss her neck, bite her shoulder.
I devote myself to her pleasure until she’s arching into my hand, grabbing at my hair, rocking her hips. Wildly. Freely. Like this is what she needs more than anything.
A myriad of sounds falls from her lips. Sexy, beautiful sounds.
My name.
God’s name.
A moan.
A yes, God yes, oh my God, yes.
Then she breaks, her lips parting in a silent O that doesn’t stay silent for long, that turns into a gorgeous cry of pleasure.
As she comes on my hand.
Her moan sends a shiver down my spine. Then her words light me up. “Jesse . . . that was amazing.”
And I am lost in a haze of desire for Ruby.
And something more.
Something that feels a lot like falling.
But I shove that dangerous thought out of my head as I kiss her cheek then make my way to her ear.