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“Shh.”
“What are you doing?”
His gaze rose to hers, lit by the flame of a candle on the side table behind her head. “I told you, you were going to pay for what you did on the phone.”
Her heart skipped at the velvet-coated guarantee.
He hooked his fingers in the material of her lacy underwear and pulled them down over her hips. “Do you have any idea how distracted I was the rest of the day?”
She shook her head. He slid first one side of the red fabric down, then the other, agonizingly slow as his attention remained fixed on the auburn curls at the juncture of her thighs. Vulnerability hit again, and she had to grasp the couch cushion to keep her arms where she’d promised they’d stay.
“I got hard in my meeting. That’s never happened to me before.”
A sense of power rippled through her at the thought of her jeans and T-shirt man all hot and bothered while buttoned up in his suit and tie. Damn, that was hot. Even if she’d wanted to, she couldn’t have held back the thrilled little smile that c
urved her lips.
His fingers had been performing a gentle massage from her feet to her calves, but at the sight of her smile, his hands tightened, eyes narrowed. “You don’t even feel sorry for me, do you?”
She lowered her lashes to observe the impressive bulge in his pants that she’d felt throbbing against her backside when she’d sat on his lap. Her smile widened to a grin. “Nope.”
“That’s fine.” The sensual threat in his tone said the opposite. He slid his hands to her knees and spread her legs apart. “Better than fine, because my payback is going to be really fun.”
Her breath seized in her lungs. Spread open before him, every single cell in her body became electrified. Waiting, wanting, anticipating him.
He lowered his head until his warm breath caressed her skin, then the stubble on his jaw abraded the sensitive area of her inner thigh.
Her already pounding heart shifted into a rhythm she’d never imagined possible. Then his mouth finally touched her flesh and every single sensation multiplied ten-fold. He made good on his promise, teasing her—no, torturing her—until time suspended and her world exploded. She might have screamed, or something, she had no idea and didn’t much care.
Aftershocks rippled across her skin as she lay with her eyes closed, once again struggling to catch her breath.
Yes, it had been torture. Of the most exquisite kind—and if he asked, she’d let him do it all over again.
Chapter 22
Dean couldn’t tear his eyes away from the satisfied smile on Gina’s face as she lay on the couch before him. With the firelight flickering over her damp body, she was a goddess, and he’d never seen anything more beautiful. Her complete willingness to trust him had been as arousing as her passionate response to his touch. It humbled and excited him at the same time.
His body ached, demanding he strip his clothes off and bury himself in her heat until she cried his name again. Instead, he slid his splayed fingers up her smooth stomach until finally—because it’d been killing him not to touch her breasts—he cupped both firm mounds in his hands.
Her eyes flew open, then just as fast her lashes fluttered down again.
She didn’t have big breasts, but they were the perfect size handful for him to use his thumbs and forefingers to roll her nipples. Her back arched, and though he wouldn’t have thought it was possible, her gasping moan turned him on even more.
“Dean…I think it’s…my turn…or your turn,” she panted.
“It is,” he agreed just before he sucked the tip of one breast into his mouth.
“Oh, God,” she breathed.
He took his time with each side, laving each one with his tongue, nipping, sucking until he was pretty sure neither one of them could take much more.
“Dean?”
“Hmm?” he hummed against her skin. Her hands were in his hair, fingers clenched as if to pull him away even as she held him closer.
“Just so you know, once I saw you, I didn’t see anyone else.”
“What are you talking about?”
