Page 40 of Love in Overdrive

Laney flipped to get better access. Chest to chest, she slid her hands inside his shirt. Mmm. Soft hair covered taut, hard muscles. She pushed up his shirt, exposing his broad chest. She licked her lips. Unblinking, his gaze captured hers. She lowered to feast on him, running her tongue over his flat nipple.

His hips flexed.

Yes! Her internal vixen rejoiced. If her mouth on his chest got that reaction, she couldn’t wait to see how he liked her next move. Pushing up, she slipped a leg over to straddle him. Pain stabbed her shin, and she winced.

“Hey, are you okay?” Concern flashed in his eyes. He gripped her hips and stilled her.

“I’m fine.” Her finger traced the outline of a tattoo on his chest.

“I caught that flinch. We don’t need to do this. Not now.” Cade lifted her from his lap.

Well, crap. So much for being the seductive vixen. She dropped her gaze. Maybe Pete was right, and she sucked in the bedroom department.

A second later, she was lying on her back, Cade hovering over her. His gaze roamed her face. “Laney, I want to touch you.”

Her eyelids flew open. He wants to touch me? She nodded.

One rough hand cupped her face as if she was made of glass. She felt every touch, from his lips on her cheek, her mouth, her neck.

He slipped her hoodie over her head, and her eyes closed. All of her other senses kicked in. The trail his lips left across her chest on their journey to her nipple tingled like tiny fairies dancing across her skin. The sensation tripled when his fingers roamed over the curve of her belly, taking the waistband of her workout pants with it. Then they continued down the slope of her lower abdomen to the edge of her panties.

“Laney,” he said between kisses as he worshipped her breasts.

“Hmm.” She couldn’t focus on words, only feelings.

“Can I?”

Yes. Yes. Yes.

His fingers stopped.

Oh, crap. He was waiting for her to answer—to use her outside voice. She cleared her throat and pushed the word out, “Yes.”

He brushed his lips to her sternum. She could picture his sexy smile surrounded by a two-day growth of beard. How would that feel on her thigh?

Raising her hips, she helped him shimmy off her pants and underwear. Embarrassment washed over her at the realization that she was wearing her old, granny panties. The ones big enough to swaddle a baby. But the feeling didn’t last long. The lust in his eyes wiped away any worries. She’d almost died yesterday. Today, she’d enjoy this gorgeous mountain of a man devouring her body like it was his last meal.

Cade’s mouth traversed the length of her torso, inch by inch, kiss by kiss. It was torture, and if he didn’t get to her magic button soon, she’d combust.

“I love the way you squirm under me.” His voice came out in a low growl.

“I’d do more than squirm if—Whoa!” Laney’s head shot back. Oh, he found the spot alright, and he knew exactly what to do with it. Magic tongue. Magic tooooongue.

She almost missed the way his hand massaged her thigh. Almost. Laney clawed at his shoulders, and then let her fingers wander. They found their way to his hair, his ears. When one of his long digits entered her, she held on for dear life.

A chuckle floated to her ears as he continued to drive her over the edge. A rush of sensation flooded her as an orgasm shook her whole body.

Did she die? She must have. No way she could move. She couldn’t even open her eyes.

It felt like hours until she resurfaced in the now.

Cade kissed his way back up to her mouth. “That was the most exquisite thing I’ve ever seen.”

Laney slowly blinked. “Did I hear you laugh?”

His smile widened. “I’ve never had a woman grab my ears during sex before.”

“It was that or slide right off the couch. How did you learn to do that? Wait, I don’t want to know.”