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“Come in,” she whispered against my lips.Yes, please.I could smell the tantalizing aroma of whatever she was cooking. She winked and turned on her heel, leading me inside.
My stomach growled but I was more interested in getting satisfaction for my cock. She walked to the stove to check on something simmering in a pot and I stepped up behind her, grinding my bulge against her ass. She let her head fall back, giving me this sexy little whimper as I dug my fingers into her hips.
“I want you so bad, princess,” I murmured as I lowered my lips to the exposed curve of her neck. “I’ve been thinking about this moment non-stop since you left.”
She turned in my arms, giving me a wicked smile and licking her lips. Then, to my surprise, she slid down my body until she was on her knees in front of me.
My jaw dropped, and I groaned as she unfastened my pants. Parting her lips, she rocked forward and took me into her mouth.
“Jesus,” I grunted, my hands flying automatically to tangle themselves in her hair. “Hope, you have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
She giggled, and the vibration in her throat sent me reeling. She nodded her head, leaning in, and the tip of my cock popped into the tight sleeve of her throat. I doubled over, hugging her face to my stomach, burying myself between her lips as I saw stars.
She swallowed around me, and I pushed her head down, making her take even more of my length. My hands were shaking as I straightened up and tugged on her hair, raising her off of me so she could catch her breath. She gazed up at me with heavy-lidded eyes and a self-satisfied smile.
As incredible as her mouth was, I knew heaven was waiting for me underneath her dress.
I closed my hand around her elbow and helped her to her feet. I was pulling her to me when I had a thought and froze.
I looked around in the kitchen and living room, frowning. There was one obvious ingredient missing in this recipe.
“Where’s Jamie?” I asked. I felt suddenly guilty for our one-on-one encounter. Hope looped her arms around my waist and held me tight against her, smiling up at me.
“He’s out,” she said. I raised my eyebrows, confused.
“Out? Like to get more ice?” She laughed, that beautiful, twinkling sound that turned me inside out.
“Like, out playing pool with Lars and Patch Olson,” she said. Still, my brain spun without catching. They invited me over for dinner. Why would Jamie go out?
“Oh, I see,” I said, though I didn’t see. Not at all.
“I wanted a little time alone with you, Rowan,” she said. I blinked, fighting the urge to pinch myself. I must be hallucinating. No way was the woman of my dreams scheming to get me all to herself.
“Wha—Uh, okay,” I said. I could feel the heat crawling up my neck into my cheeks. I wished like hell that she would stop being cryptic and tell it to me straight. She flicked the knob on the stove down to low and gave the pot a quick stir.
“Come here,” she said, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the sofa. I followed willingly, like a lost little sheep. I’d have followed her anywhere.
She pushed me gently down onto the couch and then she hiked up the skirt of her dress so that her delicious thighs were on display. I stared, my dick jumping with every beat of my heart.
I held my breath as she straddled me. My cock was trapped between her stomach and mine, still twitching with the need for release. I stared up at her, and she raked her fingers through my hair, forcing my head back even farther. She planted kisses along my jawline, and I shuddered, my blood surging with every gentle peck. She caught my earlobe between her teeth, giving it a gentle tug, and then she brushed her lips against the shell of my ear. I arched my back, burning for her. But she wouldn’t lift her hips and let me slip inside her otherworldly pussy.
“I wanted some time alone with you,” she whispered, brushing her lips over mine. “Because I want more.”
More? Were two men not enough for her? If she wanted to take on another partner, she didn’t exactly need my permission.
She let out a breathy little sigh that shot straight to my painfully tight balls and I closed my eyes, clenching my teeth together to keep myself from begging.
She sat back and cupped my face in her hands, studying me.
“I barely know you, Rowan,” she said. I frowned at the sudden shift. I couldn’t ever get my feet underneath me when I was with her. I was just floating around in a haze, waiting for an opportunity to please her. “And I want to.”
“You want to what?” I asked. Her smile brightened the room.
“I want to know you.” She gazed into my eyes, her thumb brushing back and forth over my bottom lip. “I thought about you a lot while I was in Denver.”
My heart was racing, and so was my mind, but there was no way she was saying what I thought she was saying.
“I thought of nothing else but you,” I said. I couldn’t make myself look away from her. A cloud passed over her eyes.
