Red Hot Reunion - Bella Andre Page 0,34

now, if hot sex was all she could get, she told herself to be happy about it. Better some part of Jason than no part at all, right?

“Yes,” she whispered, “that’s exactly what I want. To live dangerously. With you.”

The bold words had barely left her mouth when his hand was cupping her mound and she could feel how wet she already was, utterly desperate for him to slide one of his thick fingers into her.

“I know what you want, Emma,” he said as she moved her legs apart to give him better access and then he was inside of her, stroking her.

“Jason,” she cried, his name merging with the blue sky and clouds.

“Come for me,” he urged and as she moved rhythmically into his hands, she was already there.

Her breath came in shallow gasps and she forgot everything except Jason’s hands, his tongue and teeth on her neck, his fingers slipping over her clit, into her pu**y, across the tight buds of her br**sts. Her climax was wondrous and comforting all at the same time.

And as she floated back from the heavens into his arms, Emma knew that was exactly what he intended.

To relax her worries away via an orgasm. To make her forget about revisiting the past, opening up old wounds.

“Feel better?” he asked, and if she hadn’t felt so darn good she would have retaliated against the smug satisfaction fairly emanating from him.

Slightly embarrassed by how willing and easy she was for him to sexually manipulate, Emma said, “Yes,”

in a crisp voice and pulled away. She felt his grin at her back as she adjusted her bra and panties and dress.

“Nice dress, by the way,” he said and she was thrilled by his compliment.

She decided to get over herself already. After all, hadn’t he just done a bang-up job of not only making her come but getting her to forget that she was terribly afraid of heights?

She turned back to him and smiled. “I’m glad you like it.”

Realizing she finally felt stable enough to look over the edge of the basket, she slowly peered at the ground below. Her breath was taken away by the lush green vines and gorgeous mountain vistas.

“I’ve never seen anything this beautiful before.”

Jason moved beside her at the rail, putting a hand over hers. “I know. That’s why I wanted to bring you up here. And make sure you were relaxed enough to enjoy it.”

Just like they were college kids again, she elbowed him in the ribs. “Like that was your only reason for wanting to feel me up.”

He grinned and kissed her forehead and she hoped things between them were going to be all right after all. Why else would he be this affectionate with her, this easygoing and fun?

“I don’t need a reason to touch you other than wanting to,” he said and she loved the possessive tone of his voice, the way he didn’t ask if he could touch her, he just took her body in his hands and had his way with her.

Feeling giddy as they flew through the sky, she said, “As long as it’s fair game for me to attack you any time I want.”

His words, “I was hoping you’d do just that,” were like warm sun pouring through her veins. Emma’s head was immediately filled with X-rated visions of Jason pumping into her as she leaned over the rail of the balloon’s basket.

Reading her mind again, he said, “I want you to enjoy this ride first, and then I promise I’ll take you on another one. Very soon.”

She smiled and took a deep breath of the cool, clear country air. Every day with Jason just got better and better. She had to hand it to him: the anticipation of riding him later in the day, wherever he took her next, was so good that it only made her appreciate the hot air balloon ride more.

Still, while Napa Valley was beautiful, it had nothing on Jason himself.

He was enjoying himself. A lot. So much so that he didn’t want to think too much about it. He’d decided to spend the day with Emma, to introduce her to new sensual delights, and that was exactly what he was doing. Sure, since he was ultimately out for revenge perhaps he shouldn’t be having this good of a time, but what the hell. All he was doing was taking what she was giving and getting his rocks off while he was at it. That was his story and he