Page 35 of Her Hometown Man


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Rather than risk another interruption, Gwen lifted her hand to the back of his neck and drew his mouth to hers. It felt as if every moment between the last time their lips touched and now—all the yearning and imagining and wanting—went into the kiss, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, just wanting to hold him even closer.

She made a squeaking sound against his lips when he reached down and hooked his hands behind her thighs, lifting her against the door. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she held on to his neck even tighter. But as his tongue danced over hers, she relaxed against the door and loosened her grip enough to run her fingers through his hair.

But when he shifted, trying to pull her T-shirt up enough to work his hand under it, she started to slide, and he yelped when her fingers tightened and yanked the hair she’d been caressing.

Tightening his hold on her, he leaned in again so her back was once again pressed firmly against the door. She was lower now, though, which made their positions awkward, and the fact they were both laughing didn’t help any.

She was never going to forgive him if she had to explain an emergency room trip to her family. There wasn’t enough chocolate ice cream in the world.

“I’ve always wondered how the wholeup against the wallthing works,” Case said, and his shoulders shook as he struggled to stop laughing. “And I think it probably works better if the clothes come offfirst.”

“Maybe we should take this upstairs before one of us gets hurt.”

After making sure he had a good grip on her, Case took a step back and waited until her feet were solidly on the floor before letting her go.

He didn’t totally let her go. As if afraid she might change her mind, he laced his fingers through hers and led her up the stairs and to the bedroom on the front of the house, facing hers. She noticed the poster board leaned up against his dresser, as well as the Sharpie on top, and smiled.

She was still smiling when he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. When he arched an eyebrow at her, she did the same, dropped her shirt on the floor. Heat flared in his eyes as he took in the lacy white bra she’d put on after her shower. It wasn’t particularly fancy, but he made her feel like she was wearing the finest lingerie money could buy.

When he picked her up and set her on the end of the mattress, she laughed again and scooted up to the pillows before pulling him on top of her. His mouth claimed hers, and she ran her hands up his back, loving the feel of his muscles rippling under her touch. He kissed her harder and then moved to plant a kiss at the corner of her mouth. Her jaw. Just under her jaw.

Gwen turned her head, exposing her neck to him, but when she opened her eyes, she saw Boomer sitting just inside the bedroom door. He was watching them, and when Case’s teeth nipped at her skin, she jumped a little. Boomer’s head tilted, one ear sticking up, and he gave her a look that made it clear he wanted to know what she and his person were up to.

Gwen pushed against Case, stopping his exploration of her collarbone. “I totally get that this ishishouse and I’m just a guest, but your dog is staring at me and it’s a little weird.”

“Yeah, that’s alotweird. Boomer, go sleep on the couch.” After making an annoyed huffing sound, the dog ambled out of the bedroom. “Problem solved.”

“I was ignoring him until he did the head tilt thing and looked confused.” She rolled her eyes when Case tilted his head, just like Boomer had. “I’m not sure how I feel about you having company in here so often, your dog’s trained to give you privacy.”

Case laughed. “Sometimes that dog has gas so bad, one of us has to leave the room, and his name’s not on the tax bill, so it ain’t gonna be me. Now, where were we?”

Gwen was ready to hit fast-forward. “We were getting rid of the rest of these clothes.”

“I think you’re cheating,” he said. “But I want you naked, so I’m going to let you get away with it.”

It felt like only seconds before their clothes were on the floor and the full, naked length of his body pressed down on her. She savored the weight of him, her fingernails skimming his flesh as he cupped her breast and teased the taut nipple with his tongue. And when he closed his mouth over it and sucked, his tongue swirling, she gasped. Her back arched and she felt the hard length of his erection pressing against her.

She wanted him. “Now, Case.”

Being Case, he ignored her and took his time teasing her. Her breasts. A light, tickling kiss on her stomach. His hands roaming her body as he worked his way lower, until his teeth nipped at the inside of her thigh. Then his mouth was on her, and she fisted her hands in his hair as he slid his tongue over her sensitive flesh and sucked gently at her clit.

But Gwen wanted to feel him inside of hernow. Everything else could wait until she wasn’t on fire with need. “Case, I want you now.”

He lifted his head and, after kissing her thigh and then her stomach, grinned at her. “You always want to be the boss, Gwen.”

“I need you. I’ve been waiting...forever.” She didn’t even want to tell him how long she’d been imagining this moment.

He snagged a condom from the bedside table and, once it was on, he settled over her. But he wasn’t done tasting her yet, and he licked and sucked her nipples until she was squirming.

Finally he reached between them and guided himself into her. Slowly, his body trembling with restraint, he moved his hips, rocking a little farther into her with each thrust. She pushed against him until he filled her.

Case was still for a moment, his forehead resting against hers, but she didn’t want him in control. She wanted him tolosecontrol, giving them both what they wanted. Scraping her nails down his back, she pressed her hand to the curve of his ass and urged him to move, lifting her hips.

With a groan, he pulled back and then thrust into her, so deeply she gasped. Stroke after stroke, he moved within her, and she ran her hands over his body. His skin was hot under her hands, and she lifted her head, kissing him as his thrusts quickened. Faster. Harder. Deeper.

She let her head fall back against the pillow and whispered his name as the orgasm came, but in her head she screamed it as wave after wave of pleasure took her.

He groaned and the muscles in his back tightened under her hands as he came, his body pulsing jerkily, until he collapsed on top of her.