No woman had ever kissed him this way; this was close to brutal, bruising in its intensity.
Fuuuck.
He maneuvered himself on top of her, spreading his legs to trap her between them, and she arched her back, moaning loudly into his mouth.
She kissed him so long and so hard that his head started to spin from lack of oxygen. Before he knew it, she’d let go of his shirt and undone two buttons, slipping her hands inside to glide over his shoulders. The next moment, her nails dug into his skin.
He groaned, not only from the sting but also from realizing he was about to lose the last shred of his tightly held control.
She took advantage, shoving her tongue deeper into his mouth in a rhythm that matched what she was doing with her hips: grinding against him with a heated aggression that had him painfully hard and ready to burst.
Coming because of a kiss, now that would be a first.
Somehow, he stayed right on the edge and avoided embarrassing himself.
Finally, she stopped the plunder, softly biting his lower lip before pulling away.
Wild-eyed, she stared at him, and he stared back, panting, trying to make sense of what was happening to him.
This wasn’t him. This was …
Sebastian? What the fuck … no.
“Tell me what you want,” he murmured.
Her blue eyes flashed with something feral. “I want you to pound these cramps out of me.”
Jesus.
Lightly, she ran the nail of her index finger over his Adam’s apple. “Therearecondoms in this house?”
He shuddered under her touch, shifting his weight to lean across her and pull open the nightstand drawer. Thank fuck for the full box, sitting unopened. He’d have to upgrade his friend to a bottle of Old Fitzgerald 17. Nick went for it, but Jannie stopped him, jabbing a finger into his chest.
Reaching in, she flipped open the box and grabbed a foil packet. “Take off your shirt.”
He swallowed. Whatever had gotten into Jannie, he was here for it.
Still … “Are you sure?”
“Questioning me, Sebastian?”
Oh, he was no Sebastian, and she’d soon find out. For now, though, he didn’t care what she called him, as long as he finally had her.
His lip curled into a smirk as he reached to unfasten a button.
“On second thought …” She dropped the condom.
His heart sank.
“Lie down.” She ran her hand over his chest, then traced her fingertips along his clavicle and pushed on his shoulder.
Oh.
Jannie wanted control.
Nick hesitated for just a moment, then rolled off her and settled on his back. “What are you doing to me?”
Her smile was wicked as she straddled him. “Ripping your clothes off.”
