The wet trace of her tongue around his navel sucked the last of the air from his lungs. His hips bucked, gut clenched and his groan burst into the room to tumble over them.
“I want this.” Her sultry demand was timed with the firm clench of her hand around his rock-hard dick. Holy... He lurched up, abs curling to absorb the impact of her touch. He dropped back, panting. And he still had his pants on.
“Take it,” he urged, fumbling with the snap on his jeans. “Please.”
Her chuckle was deep and suggestive. She grabbed his hands and set them back on the bed, straddling his hips to loom over him. Her hair fell forward to drape across her shoulder.
“I want to do this,” she insisted, serious. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” Not an ounce of hesitation.
“Then let me.” She moved his hands over his head until they knocked the headboard. “I want to explore.” She trailed a hand down his arm, a path of heat burning behind. “Discover everything.” The pinch and twist to his nipple was unexpected and sharp. His grunt was instantaneous as fire shot deep into his chest then spread out in a blaze of desire.
His hips snapped up, legs tensing until she released her hold. His gulp of relief was quickly swallowed by her mouth, tongue slashing in to steal what remained of his breath. There was no room for thoughts or dissent.
He simply went, gave and let go for her.
Chapter Eight
Jacqui drew back, panting with the rush of power and lust racing through her.
Henrik’s hands were still over his head, all of him opened to her. She’d felt the shift, the loosening of muscles and doubts as his hips dropped back to the mattress. It was intoxicating and bordering on overwhelming, but she wasn’t backing down. Or out. This was working for him. Her. Them.
Whatever it was.
Her arm trembled until she locked her elbow to hold herself up. His lips drew her again, that delicate arch that could flatten and dip with his moods. Right now it was plump over a slightly open mouth, relaxed and perfect beneath her finger.
“This is unexpected on you,” she said.
“What?” His lips barely moved beneath her touch. His eyes had deepened to a forest green that spoke of dark secrets, but he wasn’t hiding from her right now.
“Everything,” she whispered before dipping to plant a gentle kiss on him.
Need and desire welled up to ram at her heart. She couldn’t let this go too far. Become too attached. Not now. Not before...
She ducked her head to lick over his abused nipple, tongued, nipped and sucked until he squirmed beneath her. Focus on this. Right now. She dropped down, pelvis landing on his in a hard grind that shuddered through her abdomen. Her eyes fell closed, longing bursting from her core to urge her on.
How long had it been since she’d had sex?
Never like this.
And they still had their pants on.
That had to change.
He sucked in a huge breath when she moved lower, kisses and licks leaving a wet trail to his abs. She’d been right in her guess. He was incredibly fit. Solid muscle but not sculpted. God, she loved it.
Knowing he was all hers to explore and discover, that he’d given himself to her, was... She didn’t have a word for it.
There was a long scar under his ribs that she traced with the tip of her tongue, another near his oblique that she kissed. He had scars like her. Visual stories of past pain that he carried with him.
Would she learn about them? Know if they still hurt?
The snap on his jeans gave away with a soft pop, almost missed under the flow of the music. Just like his stuttered inhale.
Salt teased her tongue, flowed down her throat when she sucked on the patch of skin revealed beneath his open fly. Light wisps of crisp hair curled under her tongue, and the heavy musk of aroused male slammed into her. Her muscles clenched, want building in a sweet fire that laced up to harden her nipples even more.
“Damn,” Henrik breathed, hips jerking, knees bending to open for her. “Jacqui.”
She glanced up his length, catching his heavy stare. His arms were still folded above his head, one hand gripping the opposite wrist, his chest pulled tight in a display of power and submission.
Her breath hitched at that word, then she let it go. Let all her doubts go and