Targeted Risk (R.I.S.C. #7) - Anna Blakely Page 0,28

he lifted her into the air. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Juliet held on, continuing to feast while he turned and carried her down the hallway and into his bedroom.

They tumbled onto his king-sized mattress together. Using his elbows, Jay kept his weight from crushing her.

“God, I’ve missed you.” His mouth traveled away from her mouth, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses along her jaw and back up. “You have to know”—his lips brushed against hers—“just because I wasn’t here, that doesn’t mean you weren’t with me. You were right here, Jules. In every thought I had. Every dream I found myself lost in.”

Her breath hitched inside her chest, from both his words and his mouth as he brought it to the side of her neck. Tilting her head to the side to give him better access, Juliet sucked in another breath when he gave her pulse point a gentle nibble.

Goosebumps covered her from head to toe as he pressed his teeth into her skin there. A move he knew she loved.

“Make love to me, Jay,” she begged. “Please.”

In the past, those words would’ve spurred him into action. But for some reason, when she said them this time, he stopped, altogether.

Lifting his gaze to meet hers, Jay’s expression became unreadable. Regret she didn’t understand filled his beautiful eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Jules, there’s...something I need to tell you.”

A feeling of dread dipped deep into her stomach. He’d asked her if she was involved with someone, but until now, she hadn’t thought to ask him.

“There’s someone else?”

“What?” He frowned. “No. There hasn’t been anyone. Not since you.”

Oh, my. “Really?”

“Really.” He lifted a hand and brushed some hair from her face. “You’re the only one I think about. The only one I want.”

The dread vanished in an instant, her heart swelling to the point she thought it would burst. If there wasn’t another woman in his life, then whatever he felt the need to tell her could wait.

“There hasn’t been anyone else for me, either.” Juliet leaned up and took his mouth in hers. “So whatever it is, you can tell me later.”

“Jules...”

Jay started to argue, but she lifted her pelvis, grinding herself against his steely erection. “It’s been too long.” Juliet pulled his bottom lip between her teeth. “I need to feel you inside of me again. Please.”

He started this. He’d damn well better...

He went wild, then. His hands working fast to rid her of her clothes. Less than a minute later, they were both completely naked, nothing between them but their own heartbeats.

“You’re so beautiful.”

He stared down at her the same way he used to. As if she was the most desirable woman in the world. When he looked at her that way, Juliet felt as though she was.

Using the lightest of touches, Juliet traced the tattoos on his chest. “You’re not so bad, yourself,” she smirked. It was the mother of all understatements, because the man was mouthwatering hot.

His cock twitched between her wet thighs. “This first time is going to be fast,” he admitted regretfully. “It’s been too damn long, and my control is shit when I’m with you.”

Apparently, so was hers, given that a few minutes ago, she was adamant about leaving and now she was lying naked beneath his strong, hard body. Begging him to take her.

But she’d always loved it when he lost control. Loved the way he seemed to let go, losing himself in the moment.

“I don’t want slow, Jay.” She ground her wet heat against him. “I only want you.”

Something flashed behind his eyes, and she was afraid he would stop again. But then he reached between them, lined his tip to her entrance, and entered her body in one, hard thrust.

Juliet threw her head back and cried out, the burning sensation of his thick cock stretching her just on this side of pain. It had been a long time, and though she occasionally got herself off with thoughts of him, her vibrator didn’t hold a candle to the real thing.

“You okay?” Worry crossed over his face.

“Yes.” She rested a palm against his smooth cheek. “But I’ll be even better when you start moving.”

The smile he gave her lit up his entire face, making him appear even younger than his thirty-six years.

“Far be it from me to keep you waiting.” He pulled back, nearly withdrawing completely before sliding into her body once more.

The movement had them both moaning in unison. Juliet lifted her pelvis to meet his every thrust, and soon they found their