Ignite On Contact (Brotherhood by Fire #2) -Jaci Burton Page 0,44

Becks is a compulsive cleaner, so if what we do isn’t up to par, she comes in behind us and cleans again.”

“That’s helpful.”

“Yeah. She’s pretty awesome.” He pulled her against him. “But hey, let’s talk about you.”

“What about me?”

“I’m glad you’re here tonight. I know you’re tired.”

She smiled and curved her hand over his shoulder, amazed by the muscle she felt. She wanted to investigate him everywhere, map his body like an explorer. “I had a nap.”

“So you’ve got your second wind?”

“I could go all night.”

He swept her up into his arms and carried her to the bed. With one hand, he jerked the comforter down to the bottom of the bed, then laid her on top of the sheets.

“Just so you know, I changed the sheets this morning.”

“Right, because that was the first thing I was going to ask.”

“Was it?”

She laughed. “No.”

She rolled over onto her side and patted the spot on the bed next to her. He climbed onto the bed and lay down next to her.

“Before we do this,” he said, “I need to know that you’re sure about what we’re about to do.”

She smoothed her fingertips over his jaw. “Very sure. Now kiss me.”

He leaned in, then paused. “You like kissing.”

“I like kissing very much.”

He pushed her onto her back, covered her body with his and put his mouth on hers.

She sighed in utter bliss. He kept most of his weight off her body, yet the feel of him on top of her was delicious. She slung her leg around his hip, aligning her sex with the heat and hardness of his cock. Then she surged upward, rocking her clit against him.

He groaned and slipped one hand under her butt, and as he kissed her, he held their bodies closer together.

She could come like this. It had been too long since she’d been this close to a man’s body, since she’d been kissed so thoroughly, since her body had wept with such need for release. She felt like a flower opening for the first time, only this wasn’t the first time for her. It was the first in a long, long time, and she was so close to orgasm she felt her climax hovering. All she had to do was rub against him in just the right way.

But not yet. She moaned. “I need . . .”

He lifted his head, his palm resting on her belly. “Yeah? What do you need?”

She stared up at him, lost in the warmth of his eyes, in the desperate desire she saw there that mirrored what she felt. “ Everything.”

He rolled off her and undid the clasp of her bra, separating the cups to reveal her breasts. He swept his hand over the globes, then teased her nipples with the tips of his fingers until they rose like points.

“Beautiful,” he whispered, before leaning over to take one between his lips.

As he sucked, she gasped at the sweet pleasure, arching her back to get closer to his hot mouth.

She was on fire, and when he snaked his hand over her belly, she was melting from the inside out. He teased his fingers along the band of her underwear, then slipped his hand inside to cup her sex.

He began to move his hand, his fingers sure and deft as he found every spot that gave her the most pleasure. She had already been halfway there, and when he slipped a finger inside of her and used the heel of his hand to gently rub against her clit, she came with a lift of her hips and a hard cry of sweet release.

She shuddered against him, holding on to his wrist to keep that momentum going for as long as she could. And it did keep going, much longer than she thought was possible, but the quivers continued to flow through her until she relaxed, still feeling those tiny pulses of her climax roll through her.

She was panting as Rafe bent to remove her panties, then came back up to brush a kiss across her lips.

“When you come,” he said, “you really come.”

She smiled. “It’s been a long dry spell.”

“Dry?” He swept his hand across her lower belly, tapping her sex. “Baby, you are anything but dry.”

She rolled over to her side. “And now that you’ve gotten me sufficiently primed, let’s keep going.”

She palmed his chest, then slid her hand lower, enjoying the feel of his rippling muscles under her hand. His abs tightened when she rolled her palm over them, and she