Font Size:  

His compelling gold-green eyes riveted me to the spot. My sister’s words rang in my head. Maybe Ididtake everything too seriously. This was one night. I could just enjoy it for what it was. It wasn’t as though I wanted a relationship after how Jed had treated me.

“This is just…different for me.”

“Different good?”

“Yes. Different good.” I cleared my throat.

His smile relaxed measurably. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want. We can just talk or watch a movie. If you don’t want to do more than that—”

“No. I want to.” My voice was thick and unsteady. “I came here to be with you. I didn’t come to drink tea.”

He peered at me intently. His finger traced the line of my jaw. A shiver of delight ran through me.

“I’m thinking about kissing you again, Forster. Lately, it’s all I think about.” His voice was tender, almost a murmur. “Would you like that?”

I nodded, barely able to find my voice. Heat rose in my cheeks. He took the tea out of my hand and put it on the side. Slowly, his mouth descended to meet mine. His kiss was surprisingly gentle. I slid my tongue against his, devouring his warmth and tenderness.

His lips left mine, and he whispered against my ear. “You don’t have to worry about anything with me. I’m going to look after you. If you want to slow down or stop, just say the word.”

His velvet voice made my body flood with heat. He recaptured my lips, more demanding this time, and pulled me against him. The heady sensation of his kiss made my knees weak. His lips seared a path down my neck. Gently, I helped him peel my t-shirt off. His hungry gaze dropped from my eyes to my shoulders to my black lacy bra. It was the same way he’d looked at me in the strip club. This time, I had no mask to hide behind, but I wanted him under my spell again.

I unfastened my bra and tossed it aside. His eyes riveted on my face, before they moved down to my breasts slowly. He drew a sharp breath. Tingling lit the pit of my stomach at his obvious approval.

“Beautiful,” he said.

He bowed his head and took each rosy nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. My senses reeled as if short-circuited. I couldn’t help the groan that escaped my lips.

“Good?”

“Yes.” I arched against him, burying my hands in his soft hair.

He showered my breasts with hot kisses, tantalizing and teasing my nipples, which were swollen to their fullest. All the while, his cool hands explored my body, sliding over my stomach and curling over my hips.

My heart turned over when his hands moved lower. He worked the button on my jeans and slid them down my thighs. He caressed the back of my legs with cool palms before he dropped to his knees, kissing his way up. His lips trailed at my ankles, my calves, the backs of my thighs, making me weak. No man had ever bothered to touch or kiss me in those places before, but he didn’t leave an inch of me unexplored.

He helped me out of my jeans and stood in front of me, still fully dressed. It reminded me of the strip club. The memories of how hard he’d made me come on his lap filled my mind. My skin prickled with anticipation.

His lips found mine again, and I succumbed to his kiss. It wasn’t tender anymore, but a demanding, lustful crash of teeth and tongue that left me breathless. His cool finger traveled under the waistband of my knickers, parting me and resting so lightly where I ached for him. His touch was so gentle and exquisite it was almost like not being touched at all.

His words were a hot whisper against my throat. “Do you like it when I touch you here?”

“Yes.”

He moved his mouth to mine, and my moans died under his punishing kiss. Another gasp left my lips at the press of his finger, slipping into my wet heat, stretching me. He curled his finger, hitting a spot that made me groan.

“Still okay?”

“Yes.”

He pulled me roughly to him and lifted me on to the pool table.

“Lie back,” he said, his voice rough and dripping with authority.

I did as he commanded. Cool felt pressed at my back. He slid my knickers off and buried his dark head between my thighs. The hot press of his mouth made me cry out. Jed had hardly ever gone down on me. I loved the sensation, but Jed had never focused on my pleasure. I’d always suspected it had been a power play on his part. He didn’t want to give me what I craved. Gabe had no such reservations. He swirled his tongue against my sensitive bundle of nerves. A hot swoop of desire tightened everything in my lower belly. He started slow, sucking and probing, savoring me. I couldn’t stop my agonized gasps.

“Yeah? Like that?” I could hear the grin in his voice.

I could only moan in response.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com