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A really bad idea.
Of course, bad ideas just always seemed to come to mind whenever he was this close to Hanna, and it didn’t help that he hadn’t fully cooled down from their earlier kissing session. Being next to her would be torture. The good, cheap thrills kind, but he’d just have to keep himself in check.
Or not.
Jesse immediately rethought that notion the moment they stepped inside the nursery. When Hanna slipped her hand around the back of his neck, pulled him down to her.
And kissed him.
HANNAHADDECIDEDon the kiss the moment Jesse had given her the nod about staying in the nursery with her. Of course, it hadn’t been a nod of approval for them to launch into another make-out session, but she knew he’d be willing. Willing to give her a lot more than just kisses and comforting hugs.
Jesse wanted her.
She could see that want, that heat, in his eyes every time he looked at her, and each time it was somewhat of a surprise. After she’d basically rejected him and had likely crushed his heart, he still hadn’t given up on her. She didn’t deserve that kind of blind loyalty, but that didn’t stop her from accepting it.
Because she wanted Jesse, too.
For months, she had tried to deny this fire between them. In part because of her mother’s harping and also because she hadn’t remembered exactly how it’d been between them. But now it no longer mattered if she recalled the memories that she’d made with Jesse when they’d had sex. What mattered were the memories they made right now.
Of course, this could turn out to be a huge mistake. One they’d both end up regretting. It would certainly complicate a situation that was always riddled with complications, but she was past the point of no return. Past the point of worrying about the consequences. She needed Jesse. He needed her. And she was going to take everything from him that he was willing to give her.
The heat from the kiss helped her confirm she was making the right decision to be with him. Even if it was just for this night. This moment. Even if it became their second “one and only.”
Jesse didn’t seem to question her decision. Maybe because the scalding attraction and need didn’t give him a choice about that either. He just sank into the kiss, deepening it while he pulled her closer to him.
She felt the hard muscles of his chest against her breasts and her nipples tightened in response to the contact. Jesse upped that contact to the next level. Without breaking the kiss, he slid his hand under her shirt, pushed down the cups of her bra and touched her.
Hanna tried and failed to silence the moan that came from deep within her throat. The moan that no doubt told Jesse just how much that fueled the heat. He seemed to know her body and he definitely knew how to use his fingers to draw out every ounce of pleasure.
Then he drew out even more.
He lowered his head, took one of her nipples into his mouth. This time she didn’t moan. She gasped, and Hanna took hold of his hair to anchor him in place. Not that he seemed to have intentions of going anywhere, but she didn’t want to lose these wild sensations that were firing through every inch of her body.
Jesse kept up the kissing while he backed her toward the chair. He broke the contact only long enough to pull her shirt over her head. Her bra went, too, and this time when he returned to her nipple, he used his tongue.
The pleasure just kept flooding her. Until a thought flashed into her head, that is.
“Do you have a condom?” she asked, remembering full well that it hadn’t stopped her from getting pregnant with Evan. “Please tell me you have one.”
“I do, in my wallet.” Jesse stopped, though, and met her gaze and waited. No doubt to make sure that a condom was enough for her to go through with what was about to happen.
It was.
And she didn’t think that decision was because her body was on fire. All right, that played into it, but she reasoned that the odds were in their favor. Since they’d had one failed condom before meant they likely weren’t going to have another. She could hope so anyway.
Hanna set the baby monitor on the table next to them, pulled Jesse back to her, and this time she was the one who went deep with the kiss.
He responded, all right.
It was as if a leash on his willpower loosened inside him and he eased her back in the lounger while he lowered the kisses to her stomach. Again, he hit all the right spots, and his breath was now so close to the front of her jeans that she felt herself soften. Her body, preparing for what it was insisting Jesse give her.
Jesse’s body was all-in on this, too, and she had no trouble feeling his erection pressing behind the zipper of his jeans when he made his way back up her body to reclaim her mouth. She welcomed the kiss, the heat, but it revved up the need, and she knew she wanted more.
She started with his shirt.
Fumbling, she somehow managed to get it unbuttoned, and she shoved it off him. She immediately pulled him to her so she could feel his warm bare skin against hers. Yes, this was what she wanted, but like the kisses, it only upped the urgency.
Jesse must have felt that urgency because he went after her jeans. Obviously, his hands were steadier than hers because he got her unsnapped and unzipped, and he shimmied off her shoes and the jeans. Her panties went next.
