A Little Bit Dirty - Jenika Snow Page 0,21

you, too,” she breathed out almost so softly she wasn’t even sure he had heard her. In one fluid motion she pulled her shirt up and over her head. Jacks moved his gaze up and down her body, but she didn’t feel embarrassed that she was bigger than she had been five years before.

Yes, she was curvier, but she wasn’t a child anymore. She knew she was thicker, but she told herself this was a woman’s body—her body—and she needed to embrace everything that Jacks was offering to give her. Who knew if this opportunity to be with him again would ever happen after this night?

“God, Tanner.” He ran a hand over his mouth, and when he removed it he exhaled almost roughly. “Your body is so fucking gorgeous.” And then he was right in front of her again, kissing her, licking her lips and sucking her tongue into his mouth as he ground his erection into her bare belly now.

They deepened the kiss, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She so didn’t want to be doing this in the hallway of this hotel room. She wanted a bed, wanted Jacks to be above her so she could feel the weight of his muscles pressing down on her.

She broke away from him, but he must have known what she wanted because he took her hand in his and led her further down the hallway. But right before they made it to one of the two doors in the suite he stopped and had her pressed back against the wall, his mouth right back on hers.

“I can’t keep my hands off of you, not even long enough to take you to the room,” he breathed out against her lips.

They slid their tongues together, pressed and moved them to an erotic beat, and as clichéd as it sounded, she swore she could hear the music he had played for her all those years ago moving in her head. He was making her feel so good, and knowing that neither of them were drunk—not like they had been back then—was an explosive reunion and made the sensations so much more intense.

He broke the kiss and started dragging his lips up and down her throat, murmuring along the way. “I’ve been thinking about this moment for years, baby.” He started sucking at the base of her throat, and she let her head fall back against the wall, hearing it thump from the contact. “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to jerk off thinking about you, remembering your smell because I had gotten myself so worked up my fucking balls ached.”

She breathed out his name, because that was as far as her voice would travel.

“Tell me, Tanner. Tell me what you want.” He pressed his erection into her belly, and she moaned low in her throat. God, she wanted this so bad.

“I want you inside of me.” She swore she felt his cock jerk behind his pants. It seemed they wouldn’t be making it into the bedroom, because in the next few seconds Jacks was tearing his shirt off, and going for the button and fly of his jeans. Once he had his pants off, she took in the sight of him in only his boxer briefs.

Yeah, he had so been working out, and exercise had done him good. Real good. His black hair was more disheveled from her running her fingers through it, and his blue eyes were still half-lidded. But it was his body that had her transfixed at the moment.

All Tanner could do was stare at the hard outlines of his muscles, at the way his shoulders were so broad, at how his pecs were so defined, and how his abdomen was rippled from his six-pack and framed by that V of muscle. And then there were his hard, bulging biceps, ones that were covered in colorful ink. So much color and so many designs on his arms, chest, and even at the base of his neck.

“You have been working out.” She breathed out again.

“Working out seemed like a better alternative than getting mixed up in the drugs that are always around.”

She swallowed the hard lump in her throat. He had said those words low, and although they were clearly serious, he looked the epitome of controlled and healthy now. There was so much she wanted to know about him, the good, the bad … everything.

“Everything was right there for my taking. The drugs,