The Wife He Needs - Brenda Jackson Page 0,47

he created?

That question was lost on him when she used deep, hot glides of her tongue in his mouth, silently demanding that he return the favor, so he did. Then she sucked on it in a way that made his erection throb.

He knew what he wanted. Here and now. He wanted to take this kiss to a whole other level. He wanted more of her taste. He wanted all he could get. In every way that he could get it.

When she moved to take his mouth again, he tumbled her back on the sofa.

He could tell by her expression that she hadn’t expected that maneuver. “You touched me. Garth.”

That wasn’t all he was about to do to her.

“I’m hot. I’ll worry about all the steam coming out of my ears later, Regan.”

Standing, he quickly pulled the shirt over his head and shoved the jeans down his legs. Regan was on her back with the T-shirt pulled up above her hips, her legs spread. He couldn’t have dreamed a better pose.

“I want to kiss you there, Regan,” he said, getting out of his briefs.

“That involves touching. Are you forfeiting the game?”

He grinned. She could honestly worry about the outcome of the game at a time like this? But then maybe he was the only one sexually riled to the point of losing control. Had he misinterpreted her arousing scent? Hell, he didn’t think so.

“May I kiss you there?” he asked her, to make sure they were on the same page.

“You’re forfeiting the game?”

Whatever it took. “Yes,” he said, practically licking his lips.

“Then, yes. You may kiss me down there all you want.”

Quickly dropping to his knees in front of her, he buried his head between her legs.

You may kiss me down there all you want...

“Ohhh,” Regan moaned and wondered how she could have possibly told Garth something like that. Hadn’t he proved that morning just what a naughty mouth he had? And just what wickedly sensuous things he was capable of doing with his tongue?

She couldn’t believe all the attention he was giving to her. Right there. He was paying her back for all those things she’d done to his mouth while kissing him. Now he was doing them to her—there. He was making it nearly impossible to keep still. That was why her hips were moving and why he’d clamped down on them firmly with his hands to keep them steady. She was practically locked under his mouth.

Regan was dying of pleasure, she was sure of it. She bit down on her bottom lip to keep from screaming. Never had so many erotic points seized her senses all at once. She was tossed in a state of sexual frenzy, causing her to rock her body against his mouth.

He retaliated by sinking his tongue even deeper inside of her, pushing her over the edge. Unable to take this much pleasure any longer, she screamed his name when her body jerked into a shattering climax that seemed to go on forever.

The intensity of her orgasm brought tears to her eyes. She was still whimpering in pleasure when his body moved to straddle hers. Opening her eyes, she saw Garth, right there. Their gazes held and he kissed her tears away.

Such unexpected tenderness made her want to cry even more. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and guided his mouth to hers. They kissed with a greed that renewed her desire for him, made her fall deeper in love with him.

He released her mouth and stared down at her. The desire in his eyes caused heat to reignite between her legs. As if he felt it, too, he entered her, fitting snugly in the vee of her thighs. He began moving, setting the rhythm while staring down at her. She was too transfixed to look away.

She watched as his brows drew together as if some thought had suddenly entered his mind. She knew what it was.

“I’m on the pill, Garth.”

His brows relaxed. Leaning in, he kissed her. The moment his mouth touched hers, a climax rushed through her. It seemed hers triggered his own. Cupping a hand beneath her bottom, he tilted her hips then moaned inside her mouth when pleasure took him over.

No sooner had their bodies relaxed than the oven’s buzzer went off. They had done all of that in fifty minutes? Amazing. When he eased off her, he pulled her up to a sitting position beside him. Instinctively, her body curled into him. At that moment she doubted