He grabbed it and pulled her down. She squealed as she fell on him. Then he rolled them so she was on her back and him on top. He trailed his lips along her smooth neck, nipping with his teeth at her racing pulse. “Freckles, we have a deal.”
Chapter 14
Jade let out a long, needy moan as Nate continued kissing her neck and a hand went exploring her breasts. Hopefully, they would be naked soon, with Nate between her thighs. She could hardly wait. But for now, she enjoyed Nate’s magic fingers as he tugged and flicked her nipples through the thin fabric of her top.
Wanting to do some exploring of her own, she pushed her hands between their joined bodies and slid them down his firm chest. The man had steel behind his shirt. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head, placing slow kisses along his chest.
He groaned as he tunneled desperate fingers through her hair, pulling her lips to his and sweeping his tongue in her mouth. She shivered.
“Are you cold? It’s probably your wet clothes. I should take them off for you,” he said with a sinful smile.
“I’m glad you’re looking out for my health.” She giggled.
In a flash, her clothes were off and thrown all over the room. All she was left in was her bra and undies. Nate looked down at her undies, threw his head back, and laughed. This was the second time he’d laughed at her vagina; she’d start to get a complex.
“Thor undies? They make this stuff for grown arsed women?” His eyes sparkled with mirth.
“Yes, they do, and I happen to be a fan of superheros, especially Thor’s powerful hammer.” Her lips twitched.
Nate’s gaze traveled down her body, sending sparks of lightning through her veins. Desire sizzled in all her good spots. She could only imagine the way she was looking back at him. Like he was a giant Krispy Kreme donut she wanted to lick all the icing off of first before taking a huge bite. But in a sexier kind of way.
Putting his mouth to her ear, he whispered, “I have a hammer more powerful than Thor’s.”
She trembled. “Maybe you’re all talk?”
“Freckles, I’m about to show you,” he promised as he licked and sucked her neck while his hand massaged her breast.
Arching her back off the bed, a long moan escaped her lips, and she slid her hands down his strong back, clinging onto his butt to pull him closer to where they were joined. She rocked against him; she needed to feel more of him. Wanted him inside her. The denim jeans he wore were a barrier against her happy place, and they needed to be removed.
She reached the front of his pants, popped open the buttons, and slid her hands inside the waistband. Wowza! He was going commando. Just one more thing to heat her body.
As she reached what was so obviously happy to see her, Nate’s head dropped to her shoulder, and he sucked in a low breath. She nibbled and licked his shoulder—so much tastier than a donut—as he ground into her hand.
But there was still the problem with the jeans on his body and him not being inside her, so she pushed them as far as she could down his legs. When he stood to pull them all the way off, she got an eyeful of a beautiful man. This guy was better than Thor, and his mighty hammer was more impressive.
He gazed down at her like she was the most gorgeous woman in the world. A girl could get used to being looked at like that.
No, this is temporary. But I’ll take it while it’s hot.
She slid her hands down her body, slipped her fingers into the waistband of her undies, and tugged them off. Nate stood as still as stone. Then she rose to her knees, reached behind her back, unclipped her bra, and let it fall off.
For a beat he closed his eyes and swallowed hard then left the room.
What the hell? She’d gone all-sexy-striptease mode and he left!
Before she could bound off the bed and follow to demand answers, he walked back in carrying a box of condoms. She’d been so turned on, protection hadn’t crossed her mind. Thankfully, Nate was better prepared.
“We need a whole box?” Her voice shook.
He chuckled low and sexy. “I’m up for it if you are.”
The challenging words vibrated through her, sending liquid fire through her veins, and her eyes dropped to exactly what was up. “I’m game,” she said and laid back on the bed.
This time there was no laughter in his eyes. Only heat and a promise of a sinful night shone through them.
He took the foil packet out of the box and ripped it open, rolled it onto his erection, and joined her on the bed. She whimpered as he settled himself between her legs, and she wrapped them around him, encouraging him to take the next step. And thank God, he took the hint. As he kissed her long and deep, with so much passion, he slowly slid into her. She sighed, moaned, whimpered. It was that good.
And he made his fair share of noises too. Cursing as he entered and hissing low and raspy when he moved.
