clench appeared on his formerly forlorn face, Alicia told the little voice inside her head to shut up.
His eyes met hers as he said, “Yeah. I’d like that.”
“Good.” She’d worry about the wisdom of the little voice tomorrow.
Brian was up off the sofa and standing in front of her in seconds, making her fully appreciate the peak physical condition of a Navy SEAL.
He pulled her up and out of the chair by one hand. She expected him to lead her to the bedroom. Instead, she found herself draped over his shoulder and staring at his superb butt as he strode across the living room.
“What are you doing?” She pounded on his back with one fist, which he ignored.
“Taking you to bed.”
“I’m getting dizzy.” And a little bit sick to her stomach as she bounced with each of his quick steps.
“We’re almost there.”
Brian was right. Seconds later she was bouncing on the mattress as he reached for the buttons on his shirt. She realized she’d never seen him in a button-down dress shirt before. He wore it well.
Then again, he looked good in everything . . . including nothing. She waited for that treat as she stripped in front of her.
Then he was right there, standing between her legs, focused on getting her equally naked.
He tossed a long strip of condoms on the bed next to her.
“Big plans.” She lifted a brow and looked up at him, taking note of his cock standing at attention and pointing straight at her.
His lips twitched in a smile. “Would be a shame to run out.”
Since there were eight condoms on the strip she didn’t think they were in danger of that. Still, it was too tempting to tease him.
As he crawled on top of her and brushed his lips down her throat on his way toward one nipple, she said, “If we did run out, we’d just have to get creative.”
He groaned against her breast and she smiled. Yup. He was definitely fun to tease.
A warning bell rang in her head at that thought. She could have fun with him now. But this could not be a permanent thing. No matter how good he was at what he did.
She had to remember that. But as he pushed her thighs wide and his mouth connected with her core she realized that would be hard to do.
Brian drove her to first one orgasm, then a second stronger one, with his mouth alone. Then he was inside her, her ankles on his shoulders, his hands gripping her legs as he drove deep.
He thrust until he couldn’t keep his eyes open. Until he was grunting with each stroke. Until he surged forward and shuddered inside her.
As he collapsed, crushing her beneath him, her legs still a captive of his grasp and his body pinning her beneath him, she’d never felt so dominated yet so powerful at the same time.
His back heaved with his breaths. His heart pounded against her face as it pressed to his chest.
He seemed lost. In the moment. In her.
She felt . . . connected. Warm. Soft. Content. Closer to him now than anyone else. She could get used to this—to him—here in her bed and in her life . . .
Brian lifted his head and grinned wide. “So, what kind of creative things did you have in mind?”
He waggled his eyebrows and the spell was broken. Thank God.
She couldn’t fall for him or for anybody. And she wasn’t going to. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t completely enjoy this. And him.
Glancing at the drawer in the side table next to the bed, she said, “There might be a few things in there we could use.”
As his eyes widened, he dove for the drawer and she couldn’t help but laugh.
Just fun. That was what this was. That was all it could be. Because a little fun, and amazing sex, wasn’t worth risking her heart.
Brian emerged from the drawer bearing her vibrator. He held the hot pink toy up and stared at her. “Is all the stuff in that drawer yours?”
“Yes. Who else’s would it be?” She laughed. “I mean I’ve shared clothes with my sister. And I’ve loaned a purse to my best friend Shelly, but sex toys? Ick. That’s totally different.”
Brian leaned back and perused the contents of the drawer again. She got to enjoy the view of his naked ass as he did, until he glanced back and caught her staring.
“There’s lube in here. And this . . .” He held up a