Sweet as Candy - Karla Doyle Page 0,57

as she passed Macy’s room. Hopefully, it would do the same for Jake’s on the return trip.

She descended carefully, voices from the TV gradually replacing the silence of the second floor. “Macy’s asleep,” she said, stepping into the living room. “What’re you watching?”

“You.” The TV screen flickered to dead black. Jake’s eyes flickered with something much livelier. “Tell me you’re wearing the bikini under that robe. Actually, don’t tell me. Come here and let me find out for myself.”

Wordlessly, she obeyed, moving toward him in what felt more like floating than walking. They had important issues to discuss before taking things to the next level. Stopping in front of him, she opened her mouth to speak, but failed to get a single word out. All attempts at responsible thinking fell away when Jake tugged the bow at her waistline.

He whistled, low and long, as his gaze swept over her body. He followed the swimsuit’s lines with his hands, tracing the outline of her bikini with one while smoothing the other over her exposed skin. “So damn sexy.”

“It’s just a bathing suit.”

“The bikini’s not sexy, you are.” His hooded eyes locked on her face. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

“Stop what?”

“Anything. Starting with this.” Palm splayed across the front of her hip, he slid his thumb inside her bikini bottom.

Sparks flew the instant he touched her clit. The rhythmic circles, the perfect amount of pressure, the way he looked at her… The heady combination initiated a tug of longing so strong, she had to focus to prevent her legs from giving out.

“Grab my shoulders and trust me.”

She did. Both things.

“I need to do this,” he said, using his available hand to free her left breast. He cupped it like a ripe peach, grazing her nipple with his lips, then circling it with his tongue before drawing it into his mouth. Sucking, nipping, laving—worshipping her breast as he worked her clit.

Heat rippled through her body. So close, almost there… “Harder.”

Jake’s growl vibrated against her skin. Catching her nipple between his teeth, he shook his head, tugging the bud with the same merciless, exquisite pressure he applied to her clit.

“Jake,” was all she could get out as pleasure rocketed through her.

With one thick, strong arm wrapped around her left thigh, he supported her writhing, shaking body, holding her up while she rode out her orgasm. “So fucking sexy.” He drew her onto his lap after the wave subsided. “I’ve got you.”

“Yes, you do.” She breathed the words against his neck. Safe replacements for three she still dared not say aloud.

“I want to taste you. I want to bury my face between your legs and lick your pretty pussy until you come on my tongue.”

Just like that, need roared back to life between her legs. Taking his hand, she rose from his lap and tugged for him to follow.

They climbed the stairs without speaking. At the top, she turned to face him, put her index finger to her lips, then pointed at the closed door on the left before leading him to the one on the right. Inside her bedroom, she closed the door as softly as possible and turned the privacy lock. Macy was a sound sleeper, but Candace wasn’t taking any chances.

Jake’s dirty-talking mouth curved into a smile as he glanced around. “Good thing I’m a cop, not a firefighter, or we’d have to talk about the hazards of leaving candles burning when you’re out of the room.”

“They’re not real, they’re battery-operated.”

“What else have you got in here that’s battery-operated?” He caught her wrist as she issued a playful swat, his deep chuckle rumbling in her ear as he pulled her up tight against him. “I like the candles, but they’re the only battery-operated item you’ll need, as long as I’m here.”

“How long will that be? You have to work tonight, don’t you?”

“Unfortunately, yeah. But not for another couple hours.” His palms were warm and just the right amount of rough against her skin as he slid the robe from her shoulders. Without warning, he scooped her off her feet and carried her to the bed, where he laid her out beneath a cage of his muscular limbs. “Plenty of time for me to make you come.” He dipped down and kissed her softly. “Then come again.” Another kiss, this one deeper, longer. “And again.” Slipping his hand beneath her nape, he untied her bikini top, pulling it out of the way as he kissed every inch of skin between