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“Oh yeah?” The wicked smile she flashed made it clear that’s exactly what she wanted.
He rocked his hips against her, and she closed her eyes and let out a little gasp.
When he stilled, she shook her finger at him. “No fair, unauthorized hip thrusting.”
“See what I mean? My self-control is slipping.” He mentally forced his hands to remain still on her hips, not to explore even more tempting territory.
“Guess I’ll have to speed things along a bit then, hmm?”
“I don’t need speed so much as I need…stimulation.”
Jane loosened his tie, then pulled it off and flung it aside. After she unbuttoned his shirt, she moved to his belt. Then the button and zipper on his pants.
Her fingertips brushed the ridge of his erection, and Luke’s heart rate went up.
“How about I tell you what you like.”
“Babe, I like it when you breathe in my direction. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what guys want.”
“Maybe not, but it does take a little extra attention to notice what really presses your buttons.”
In spite of himself, Luke felt flattered that she’d paid attention, too, that she might know his desires, as well as he knew hers.
“Okay. I’m listening.”
“You’ll need to take those clothes off.”
“To listen?” he asked, but he was already setting her on her feet. Then he was up and tugging off his shirt, kicking off his shoes, stepping out of his pants and briefs.
“I’ll be doing a hands-on demonstration, if you must know.”
He stood before her completely naked, his cock straining toward her like a racehorse ready to burst from the gate. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
“Sit back down.”
He did as she commanded, she knelt on the floor, between his legs. Her gaze remained locked with his as she slid her hands up his inner thighs, stopping just before ground zero.
“You love it when I tease you,” she said. “When I come this close to touching you where you want to be touched, and then make you wait.”
He did love it. And that was exactly what she did. Her fingers lingering on his thighs, she tickled and massaged, dancing around where he really wanted to feel her touch.
Then she moved closer. She slid her fingers through his pubic hair, down along the edge of his scrotum to the base of it, where she began to massage lightly. Luke’s breath caught in his throat.
And when she dragged her fingernails lightly over his balls, he moaned deep in his throat, sat back in the chair, settled in for a nice long wait. Judging by her slow, deliberate seduction, she had no intention of rushing things along the way his little head would have tried to do, had he been in charge. Luke closed his eyes and focused all his attention on her touch.
When she finally made contact with his cock, it wasn’t with her hands. Luke gasped at the exquisite sensation of her lips and tongue encircling him, taking him into her mouth. But it only lasted a few sweet moments, until she withdrew.
“And you love when I do that, don’t you?”
“Of course,” he whispered. “Who wouldn’t?”
“But you like the teasing more.”
Maybe he did. He’d learned over the years that the anticipation was almost always sweeter than the reward—except with Jane. With her, it was impossible to measure or compare the two pleasures. They were equally intoxicating parts of the whole experience of making love to a woman whose sensual side, when unleashed, was wild and insatiable.
Jane took his hand and pulled him up from his seat.
She sat on the kitchen table and brought him between her legs.
“I’ll need your, um, cooperation for this part.”
“Babe, I don’t think you could get anything but cooperation from me now.” His body, tensed with desire, was ready to spring into action at the slightest invitation.
She smiled, eyeing his erection. “Point taken.”
He felt her hands sliding down his back, grasping his hips, and she urged him forward until his cock rested against her hot, wet opening. Luke clenched his jaw, willing himself not to take control of the situation.
And then she whispered, “You have my permission to move things along as you wish.”
That was all the invitation he needed to take her into his arms and kiss her, search her with his tongue. She moaned into his mouth, and he knew it was time.
“Just a second,” he said as he bent down to grab his wallet from his pants.
A few moments later, he’d donned the jimmy cap and was back in position, his pulse racing. Bracing his palms against the table, he pressed himself to Jane, and she snaked her arms around his neck to hold on.
“You love the moment just before you enter—the anticipation, the buildup…”
