Page 63 of Captivated

“Hazard of the job,” she replied, glancing at her feet.

Silently, he moved her feet into his lap with careful hands, and then he was reaching for her, too. His fingers locked tight around hers before he pulled her up from the prone position, so she could sit across from him.

“I think I might have missed you since the last time you were here,” she admitted.

Joe laughed. “You think?”

“It’s still up for debate.”

“Oh, I think I could remind you of exactly why you missed me, Tesoro.”

The suggestive dip in his tone couldn’t be missed. Liliana was all too willing to indulge his suggestion, too.

“Maybe you should do that, then,” she whispered.

Joe cocked a brow, and glanced up from her feet that he had been rubbing soft circles into. The blues of his eyes pierced into hers, and instantly, a shot of heat curled deliciously in her stomach. Oh, good things were about to come from this man.

She knew it.

He didn’t disappoint, either.

Liliana found herself leaning back on her arms when Joe suddenly loomed over her in the blink of an eye. His gaze drifted over her face, and lingered on her lips just long enough to make her breath catch. Then, he kissed her. A hard, hot kiss that spoke of just how much he might have been missing her, too, without actually saying the words.

Not that she minded.

This was good, too.

So good.

Joe’s fist clenched into Liliana’s loose T-shirt, and he pulled her up higher, and then into his lap once they were both sitting. She heard something hit the tub of water, and the splash as liquid spilled to the hardwood floor. She really couldn’t find it in herself to care that she was going to have a mess to clean.

All she really cared about in those moments were the way Joe had locked her legs around his waist in such a way that his erection dug into her core. With every shift of her hips, the length of his cock pressed against her a little more.

Teasing …

Promising …

One of his hands slipped up her shirt to palm her naked breast beneath, and tweak her hardened nipple with his fingertips. The other slid between her thighs, and snaked up the leg of her small, cotton sleep shorts. Almost right where she wanted him.

“These clothes are making things easy on me, so thanks,” he muttered against her cheek.

Liliana laughed, but it quickly melted into a low moan when two of his fingers slipped between her folds. Instead of filling her pussy with his fingers, he stroked her slit, and then dragged the wetness he found there up to her clit. Pressing small, fast circles into her clit, he worked her body into a fast fever, and whispered dirty words to her all the while.

His lips moved against her throat, and then along her jaw. His words never stopped, not even when she started to shake, and got a little close to the cliff he was dragging her to. Jesus. She couldn’t wait to jump off it.

“Aren’t you going to come for me?”

“Please.”

Joe chuckled. “You like this, don’t you? A little greedy, I think.”

To say the least.

He pulled back enough to catch the way her mouth fell open as the orgasm started to creep in on her. And then he caught her bottom lip between his teeth, and nipped just hard enough to send her flying over the edge with a broken whine.

“Joe.”

“There it is,” she heard him whisper. “Now fucking give me the rest, too.”