Page 166 of The Skeikh's Games


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Norah argued with herself the whole ride up in the elevator. You shouldn’t be doing this… But, the way he was kissing her, trailing his lips across her jaw down to her throat, murmuring her name, his hands cupping her face gently. She was pressed up hard against the wall of the elevator, his massive body towering over hers, his form chest hard against her breasts. Her hands were on his face then her fingers tangled in his short dark curls. A moan of desire escaped her and Jay almost growled as his kiss became fiercer.

“Norah, when you make that sound…”

Somehow, they made it out of the elevator, into his penthouse and into his bedroom. He was right about her clothes; in seconds they were on the floor and her trembling fingers were unbuttoning his shirt — trying to unbutton his shirt. She was so nervous that when Jay’s hands came up to cover hers, she looked up at him, almost teary. He smiled down at her.

“It’s okay,” he said, softly. “Don’t be scared.” He let go of her hands and pulled his shirt off over his head before gathering her to him. His large hands drifted down her back, cupping her butt, his long fingers stroking her gently. “You’re beautiful.”

Jay laughed softly and scooped her onto the bed, covering her body with his. He kissed her again, deeply, his tongue massaging hers, exploring her mouth until she was gasping for air. His hands moved lower and stroked her most sensitive parts. He pressed his lips to her throat, her collarbone then his mouth was on her breasts, tasting and sucking, making them unbelievably sensitive and tender. Jay looked up at her, his green eyes dark and heavy with desire.

“Do you want me, Norah? Because I want you, I’ve always wanted you…”

Her legs curled around his hips, seemingly of their own accord and she reached down to free him from his pants, already so ready for her. She stroked him gently, reveling in his groan of pleasure. She lifted her lips to his.

“Yes, I want you, Jay, I want you so badly.”

Jay kissed her again and he shifted so he could enter her, easing himself deep inside as she tightened her legs around him. His fingers entwined with hers as he pressed her hands down onto the bed, his gaze locked onto hers. Norah gasped as he slid inside her; his sex perfectly proportioned to his massive frame and a wave of certainty flooded through her. This is where I belong. In Jay’s arms.

She stared up at him as they made love, wanting to drink everything about his gorgeous face in; the deep green of his eyes, so intense, so fierce with passion, the finely honed features, the scattered pattern of freckles and moles on his cheek, the full mouth which molded so perfectly to her own. Jay was kissing her, rubbing his nose against hers so lovingly she wanted to cry.

“Norah…stay with me….” Norah felt her orgasm building, her skin on fire as Jay began to thrust harder, faster, deeper. She came with a long moan of pleasure as he did, shuddering together to a halt and collapsing into each other’s arms. They lay, limbs entangled, catching their breath.

After a while, Jay pressed his lips to hers. “Wow.”

Norah laughed, her cheeks turning scarlet. “You can say that again.”

Jay pretended to consider. “Okay, I will. Wow.”

Norah kissed him quickly, firmly. “Loon.”

He shrugged. “If you like but hey, this loon thinks that was amazing.” He let a fingertip drift down her cheek. “You kept me waiting two months, Norah Quinn.”

She smiled. “To be honest…I was beginning to think you’d lost interest.”

“You really have no idea, do you? Norah, I’ve wanted you from the first moment you threw yourself onto the hood of my car.” He grinned and was gratified by her smile.

“Those stuntwoman classes really paid off then,” she quipped and kissed him but he could see she was still unsure of him, of herself.

“What is it, Norah? Just ask.”

She drew in a deep breath. “Did you give me the job because…”

Jay smiled, having already guessed her question. “Yes.”

Norah paled and he quickly took her face in his hands. “Kidding. Do you honestly think I run a billion dollar corporation on the whim of my cajones? No, you got the job because we needed someone exactly like you; bright, motivated, articulate. And I was right. Even Sloan thinks so.”

Norah wriggled onto her side. “Sloan thinks we’re sleeping together.”

“We are.” He grinned as she rolled her eyes.

“I meant before. And we’ve only slept together once.”

Jay pushed her gently back onto the bed. “I don’t care what Sloan thinks. And we’re about to make that twice.”

She sighed happily and wound her arms around his neck. “That’s fine by me, boss.” Jay kissed her then smiled again.

“And just so you know, business talk is banned from our bed from now on.” He kissed a line from her throat, down the valley between her breasts to her belly. He traced the deep hollow of her navel with his tongue then grinned up at her. She stroked his face.

“From now on?” Her voice was, loving, intimate and he nodded, his eyes soft.

“You bet, sweetheart, because from now on, it’s you and me.”

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