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Despite her pleading, Malcolm continued to let her maneuver his hands. Her nipples pebbled tighter at each pass of his palm. He wasn’t immune to her touch—his growing erection between them testified to that—but his warm, brown eyes were gentle as she took what she needed. Only when the tightness eased from her shoulders and she moaned as she rocked against him did he take over, his thumbs stroking her nipples.
“Kiss me,” he said, and she lowered her mouth to his. The warmth of his lips was comforting at first. Her hands buried in his hair, and she deepened the kiss, stroking over his lip before slipping her tongue inside. The comfort slid into heat as their tongues tangled, and she wriggled out of her skirt and underwear, kicking them over the side of the bed.
She reached for his jeans, but his hand found her first. He groaned against her lips as his fingers circled her entrance.
“You want me.” His clenched jaw had eased. There was a strange glimmer in his eyes that made her chest squeeze. “Even after…” He swallowed.
Jami grabbed both of his hands when he would have pulled away. One was making her breast ache with passion, not in pain, the same breast Andrew had dared to touch. The hand was so intimate below her hips. She pressed it against her, dragging his fingers higher until she gasped. “Weren’t you listening?” she choked out as his finger swirled around her aching nub. “I bragged about the way your love makes me feel.” Her hips shifted, her body tightening as his finger brushed against her. “So make love to me, damn it.” Her lips crashed down on his again.
His tongue thrust inside her mouth, his fingers tweaked her nipple, and he finally stroked her for real. Each pass made her shudder, and it wasn’t long before the pulsing started. Malcolm held her through it, his lips catching her gasps.
When her body relaxed over his, he stroked a hand through her hair. “Better?” he asked.
She lifted her head. “Don’t you want me?” Her hand found him, pressed tight and hard enough against his zipper that it would likely leave an impression. “See? You do,” she said, working his zipper down.
“I love you, Jami,” he said.
She paused, staring into his eyes.
“I love you,” he repeated. “I only ever want to take care of you.”
Her hands finished freeing him, shoving his jeans down. “You silly man.” She sat up, gripping him and positioning his erection against her entrance. “You always do.”
His jaw had tightened again, in the sexiest way. She started to lower down, but he grabbed her hips, only the tip of him inside her. His hands trembled as his head fell back and he sucked in a breath. “Let me grab a condom.”
Jami arched her hips even as her thighs tightened, and he cursed, making her smile. “I’ve been on the pill for a week now,” she reminded him.
His eyes latched onto hers, and the pressure eased on her hips. Jami lowered to take all of him inside her.
“I want to take care of you just as much,” Jami told him even as she rose to take him again.
Malcolm let her set the pace. His hands moved to her breasts, pinching the pebbled nipples. As the answering ache throbbed below, Jami moved faster, using her hands to help leverage her steady rise and fall. Without a condom, his erection felt somehow hotter inside her. His hands dropped to her hips when she sped up again, and his own hips lifted as he helped to drag her down. She let out a sound, so close, but somehow it wasn’t quite enough. She tried to take him deeper, her hands closing tightly over his at her hips. “Malcolm!” she cried, taking him again, but it still didn’t send her over the edge.
Malcolm’s hands grabbed her, pulling her down so he could roll on top. “Like this?” he asked, thrusting inside her to the hilt.
She lifted into it, and they both groaned. “More.” Her arms wrapped around his back as they moved together again. The thrusts turned to rocking, as if neither of them wanted to ease apart.
Malcolm’s forehead pressed against hers as he grabbed her ass to pull her tighter against him. “I love you, Jami,” he said, staring into her eyes.
The spiral inside her burst, and her body arched into his as his mouth captured her scream. Her shoulders shook from the intensity of her climax. Malcolm shuddered, rocking inside her as he came.
Both of their arms shook when they held each other after. Malcolm rolled them to their sides, urging her hips closer so they’d remain connected. “Not yet,” he mumbled, a happy sigh escaping him as she curled her leg around him and tucked her head against his neck.
Jami didn’t want to part from him either.
Chapter 30
Malcolmgrabbedherhips,steadying her before she went headfirst into the bottles behind the bar. “Careful,” he murmured. His hands lingered before releasing her. “Don’t go so fast.”
Jami lifted on tiptoe to kiss him on the mouth. Her lips were giving as they lingered. “Thanks,” she said with a grin before darting away.
One kiss, and he ached to have her. Malcolm closed his eyes, glad he was behind the bar, even if neither Blake nor Trenton were there to give him knowing looks. Both were too busy loving on their babies while their wives drank at a table in the tavern and laughed.
“Ooh, you snagged tequila!” Erin cheered, giving Jami a high five that caused her to stagger before she sank back into her chair.
Malcolm glanced at the shelf behind him. Sure enough, the tequila was missing. He glared over at her, lifting an eyebrow.
Jami winked at him as she poured. She’d also managed to confiscate shot glasses. He’d let one hot kiss distract him.
