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“Jesus,” he muttered, cupping his hand around one breast. “You’re the prettiest thing I’ve seen all day.”
He bent his head and flicked the dusky nipple with his tongue. Her breathing hitched and her hips shifted restlessly beneath him. He stroked the curve of her hip until he encountered the waistband of her silk panties and put his fingers beneath the fabric.
“Take these off,” he demanded.
“Yes,” she murmured and lifted her hips to help him as he pushed the material down and then she kicked them free.
Jason sucked in his breath at the sight of her pale skin and the shadow of curls at the juncture of her thighs. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly, and when he stroked the back of his knuckles across her stomach, her muscles contracted.
“I’ve thought about this all day,” he growled.
Two weeks ago, he’d have been scared to death at the intensity of his feelings. Until Caroline had come back into his life, he didn’t believe in meaningful relationships. He was committed to his job, and that was it. He’d have run in the opposite direction if any woman had suggested he commit himself to her. But with Caroline, that was all he seemed to want to do. He wanted to commit himself to her—mind, body and soul. He wanted to imprint himself on her so that she would have no doubts that she belonged to him, and that he loved her with every breath he took.
He knew they had some logistical issues to work out, but as far as he was concerned, he’d already won the battle—she wasn’t returning to Virginia. Even if she decided to remain in San Francisco, they could make it work. He’d been making the trip from San Diego about every month in order to see her father. He figured he could do it every weekend, if he needed to. Or he could fly her down to stay with him.
Right now, with her sprawled beneath him, his own arousal was such that he pushed his own misgivings about their future aside. He wanted her.
Badly.
She still cupped him through his briefs, and the sensation of her hand on his rigid cock caused him to groan. He bent his head once more and caught her mouth with his own. She responded by arching against him and sliding her lips against his so that pleasure lashed through him. She stroked him through the fabric of his boxers, before easing her hand beneath the waistband to grasp him in her fingers. Her touch was like an electric shock, and he quivered reflexively in her hand.
“You’re so hard,” she murmured against his mouth, stroking one finger across the head of his erection, “and hot.”
Oh, yeah.
He eased himself to his side to give her better access to his body, holding her in the curve of his arm as he used his free hand to explore her more fully. She turned into him, and he ran his hand along the curve of her waist and over her hip before cupping her buttock, enjoying the satiny softness of her skin. But when he dipped his fingers between her cheeks and stroked her intimately from behind, she gave a cry of surprise and jerked against him.
“Shh,” he soothed, stroking her. “Let me.”
She made an incoherent sound and pressed damp kisses against his throat, even as her hand continued to explore him. He was stiff and aching and wanted nothing more than to turn her onto her back, spread her thighs and thrust himself into her, but he forced himself to slow down. He separated her feminine folds with his fingers.
“Ah, sweetheart,” he said. “You’re already wet.” Slowly, he eased one finger into her, feeling her inner muscles contract around him even as she closed her hand around his cock. She was incredibly tight, and his balls ached with the need for release.
She withdrew her hand from his body and wordlessly pushed his boxers down until he could shimmy them free. Then there was nothing between them.
Jason hooked a hand behind her knee and drew her leg across his hip, opening her for him as he resumed stroking her and swirling moisture over the small rise of flesh until she made an inarticulate sound of pleasure and shivered in his arms.
“Good?” he murmured against her ear before tracing the delicate lobe with his tongue.
“Oh, yes,” she said. “So good.”
Easing two fingers into her, he thrust them slowly in and out, and then caught her mouth with his own, using his tongue to imitate the movement of his hand. She moaned deeply.
Pushing her onto her back, Jason came over her and began working his way down the length of her body with his mouth while continuing to torment her with his fingers. She watched him through hazy eyes, her lower lip caught between her teeth. He licked her breasts, suckling first one nipple and then the other before moving lower, skating his tongue along her smooth stomach while his fingers worked strongly inside her. Her hips lifted into his hand, and when he reached her navel, he dipped his tongue inside before trailing his lips lower, to kiss the inside of one thigh. Then, as he continued to stroke her, he bent his head and touched his tongue to her clitoris. She gave a strangled cry and her hips bucked, but Jason had no mercy. He continued to lave her with gentle laps, while his fingers caressed her until she cried out and her whole body convulsed. He felt her muscles contracting around his fingers, but he didn’t stop until he’d wrung every last shiver from her and she collapsed weakly against the pillow.
