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“Do you think I taste as good as that whipped cream you licked off me?” she purred.
Holy shit. She was going to drive him insane. How the hell could this be the same protesting Syd in the kitchen? Unless she figured, shit, she might as well give it a try. Unless she was finally lowering her defenses and letting him in. She could be. Syd was unpredictable. Mercurial like summer weather. Maybe it was one of those, if you can’t fight it, join it moments.
Honestly, Jesse couldn’t figure it out, but he was done thinking. He was done trying to reason and rationalize his way out of it.
He spread himself out over the bed, hooking his hands underneath Syd’s legs. She let her head fall back against the pillow, her hair splaying out in all directions. He noticed that there was still a glob of whipped cream that he’d missed.
He trailed hot kisses up her thigh, savoring the taste of her skin. She was fresh from the shower, with the hint of his body wash still clinging to her satin skin. Just that kiss nearly sent him over the edge. His whole body tensed up, but he managed to keep kissing and tasting his way up her thigh.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he mumbled against her skin as he nipped her gently.
Syd arched up into him. Her hands tangled in his short hair. Her fingers tugged and scraped against his scalp, creating a burn that settled straight in his groin.
“I remember exactly the way you taste and it’s a hell of a lot better than shitty whipped cream. Although, I liked it a lot better licked off you than I ever have.”
She made a strangled noise in her throat and her hips arched upwards at the same time she tugged his face to her. Hard. “Shut up and do this already.”
He blinked up at her, innocently. “Do what?”
“I’m going to kill you,” she panted, digging her nails in harder. They were so short though, that they did little damage.
“Murder isn’t exactly legal.”
“I don’t care. I’ll stuff your body in the basement. No one will ever find you. This place is so fucking huge, the search parties will get lost. They’ll get distracted in the shower, it’s so crazy excessive.”
“Maybe we’ll get distracted in the shower later.”
“Arghmph…” her answer comes out completely non-coherent, and yeah, he got it. Big time. He pretty much felt the same way.
That time, when her nails dug into his scalp and she tugged his face into her, he didn’t resist.
CHAPTER 14
Sydney
Oh holy Swiss cheese, didn’t even begin to describe that first second, that first touch, that first kiss and caress. And when Jesse bent his head and placed an open-mouthed kiss straight between her legs… the pleasure that rocketed through her was so intense that she nearly jacked right off the bed. Her hips slammed up into his face because she couldn’t stop them. She couldn’t stop the gasp that tore from her throat or the whimper, or the way her fingers curled brutally into his scalp, dragging him forward.
She should have regrets.
She should be shoving his head away and scrambling after those sweats and her panties.
She should be concentrating on how to get the hell out of his house and fix the mess she’d dug herself into with a fucking backhoe.
She should have, but the only thoughts running through her head were how to spread her legs wider and how to direct Jesse to apply just the right amount of pressure on her aching clit.
Sydney didn’t even have to guide him. He used his tongue and lips and teeth in perfect tandem. The sensations ripping through her were so intense that it wiped every other thought out of her head. Of what should be and shouldn’t have been and blah, blah, blah. She wasn’t thinking about that. All she was thinking about was Jesse.
And what he was doing to her.
And god, it felt so amazingly good.
He stroked his index finger over her swollen folds as he blew out a breath that was warm and cold at the same time and sent a flurry of shivers up her spine. Her skin erupted in goosebumps. And then… good lord, and then he used his finger, soaked in her juices, to graze over her clit.
He circled her there, slow, confident, lazy circles that turned her insides into a raging pile of molten lava like mush.
His other hand slipped around her hips and cupped her ass, lifting her into his face. He kneaded his fingers into the tender skin of her bottom, while he whispered against her overheated sex.
“God, you’re incredible. I missed you, Syd. Missed this. Missed us.”
It should have set off a thousand warning bells in her head, induced a hundred triggers, but it didn’t. It didn’t tear her open inside either, like claws ripping at a fresh batch of wounds. Instead, those words stitched her up inside and made her feel whole since the day she’d walked out of Philly determined to put her past, and Jesse, behind her.
