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Michael furrowed his brows and twisted his mouth in confusion. He was taken aback.
“You said you’d prove you were interested in me and, well, you did.”
“And that’s–”
“What I’m thinking about now? Yes, it is.” She turned to face him, placing her hands on her lap. “You know why? Because I’m interested in you, too. I never imagined I would be but that was before I got to know you and any of your secrets, more specifically this secret. I thought you were a gross, entitled playboy. I thought you were arrogant. I could barely stand you. Then somewhere along the way all that started to change and suddenly we were both interested in each other. So I want to know now, just how interested are you?”
Michael smiled. It was a real smile. There was relief and joy and truth behind the smile. He cautiously reached out to take hold of her hand and she easily linked her fingers between his. He ran his thumb over hers and looked deep into her eyes. She could feel his desire to kiss her from across the car but now was the time to talk. Although she’d decided to just go with the flow, the flow had brought her to this point. Things were different now and it was not just because of what he’d revealed about himself. It was the fact he’d actually been honest with her and the date he’d planned and everything else that he’d been so genuine about.
“I like you, Jenna. I like you a lot. To be perfectly honest, you weren’t completely off. I was a bit of a womanizer who never committed. I coasted on life in the ways I could and enjoyed it. You, however, aren’t some sort of conquest. You are far from that. You are the first woman I’ve ever felt such a strong connection to.”
If this had been even a week or two earlier, she would not have believed a single word he said. Heck, she probably would not have even been out on this date with him.
“Do you want to come inside?”
Michael gaped at her but he nodded slowly anyway, eyes lighting up.
Before they stepped out of the car, Jenna leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. This time, he was more than responsive. Almost as if she’d hit some sort of button, her lips against his awakened something inside Michael. He instantly wrapped his arm around her thick waist and pulled her in, moving his mouth like he was ready to devour her. She pulled back and pressed her index finger to his lips, shaking her head.
“Inside,” she whispered.
Chapter Twelve
He followed her silently up the stairs to her front door. Everything seemed calm until they were inside and she’d locked the door. Not wasting even a second, Michael had her pressed up against the door and was kissing her deeply. She’d opened her mouth and ran her tongue against hers in an instant, almost like it was a reflex. Kissing Michael was familiar but exciting like the first time. She could feel his wildness again with every movement he made and how much more drawn she was to him as every second passed.
She broke the kiss and looked into his hazel eyes. Now that she noticed they even resembled the eyes of a tiger and she decided that was why they were so insanely beautiful and his gaze so very strong. Whatever it was about his wildness and his true animal nature, it was something she would not have ever wanted to pass up getting to know. It gave him the edge she sought out. Jenna ran her hands through his hair and tugged at the tips of it, letting out a little whimper when he bit down on her lower lip.
He placed his hands on her hips and stared at her face. She moved in and kissed along his jawline and then down his neck, suckling gently at it before darting her tongue out over the area. She ran a hand over his clothed body but she could still feel how tight and toned he was and she ached even more for him. She ran her other hand over his muscular arm and gripped it tightly, as if bracing herself for what she knew was coming.
Jenna could feel it in her very bones that tonight would not just be about him or about her; tonight they would be together.
She slowly unbuttoned his shirt, savoring every second that ticked by, until she pushed it off his shoulders and started to pull up his undershirt. The closer she was to seeing his body again, the faster she moved until her movements seemed impatient. She placed her hands on his hard chest and gently scratched all the way down his torso leaving light marks until resting her fingers through the belt loops of his pants.
He kissed her again. It was fiery as ever and if she could describe his taste as ‘ferocious’ she would have. Because how he tasted and smelled and touched and reacted were different than any man she’d encountered and now she knew the reason behind it. He pinned her to the door as he kissed down her neck and licked the exposed triangles of flesh from the cutout neckline of her dress. He ran his hands down her waist and over the ample curve of her hips until he was on his knees in front of her, hands on her knees and slowly moving upward.
It was all fluid and sensual and passionate in a way she could barely even grasp. He was tough in the sense he had a command of skills she could have only dreamed of, honed into his senses and hers so well he knew just where to touch her and how. Even so, the energy behind his actions was unrestrained in a way and it just drove her crazy– in a great way. He pushed up the flared skirt of her dress and swiftly pulled her white lace panties down her legs. They had barely landed on the floor when his lips were already pressed to the top of her leg, right next to her quivering center. She was already wet but enjoying every second of the journey so much she felt no rush to peak just yet.
His teasing was satisfying. He made her want more all the while giving her what she needed to enjoy the wait. He licked around her mound and she distinctly heard him sniff; he was taking in her scent. After he did he looked up at her, tiger-like hazel eyes heavy with lust. He opened his mouth and bit down on her inner thigh just enough to make it slightly painful but it was one of the sexiest things she’d ever experienced. He breathed against her slit, causing her to tremble, and kissed her hip before standing up and pulling her into his arms.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
Jenna nodded. She’d never been surer about wanting to have sex with a man as she was in that moment. It was as if he’d read her mind because he pulled back and waited for her eyes to meet his before clarifying what he meant.
“I don’t just mean this, where this is leading tonight, Jenna. I mean this as in being with me. Are you sure you want to?”
Jenna looked deep into his eyes, cupped his face, and nodded.
“I never imagined meeting a woman who would make me feel like this,” he admitted. He looked deep into her eyes and confessed, “I never wanted to commit.”
“Things change when we least expect them,” she uttered.
He kissed her deeply and tugged her toward the direction of the hallway before stopping. He’d never been to her bedroom so he was not sure where he was going. Now it was her turn to play the mind reader. She took his hand and led him down the hallway to her bedroom, swaying her hips enticingly the entire way. She turned on the lights at a dim setting because she wanted to see him but didn’t want to spoil the mood with bright lights either.
He turned her and pushed her against the wall. He took her hand and rubbed it against the very large, hard bulge in his pants. Jenna’s eyes widened in surprise, not because he was hard, but because she had not expected a move like that. He rubbed her hand up and down on his constrained erection, groaning and grunting into her ear, before abruptly stepping back and dropping to his knees in front of her again. Jenna was panting but she didn’t have a chance to catch her breath, not when he had already stuck his head under the flared skirt of his dress and pushed her legs open. She’d barely had a chance to grip the edge of her dresser for balance when she felt his tongue swipe up her soaking wet slit. She moaned and felt her knees start to buckle but she was determined to remain standing; it soon became clear, however, that Michael’s mission was to work her with his tongue until her legs gave out.
He pushed his tongue inside her slowly at first but then he had his face pressed against her mound, his tongue licking her from the inside as deep as he could reach. His hands had started at her hips but she soon felt them on her plump bottom, his fingers kneading the flesh as if gearing her up for a spank. He licked her in circles as he drew out his tongue and curved it upward. He closed his mouth around her clit and sucked on it, sometimes circling his tongue around it, until she could contain it no more. Jenna felt pleasure build up in her body until it made her tense and shake, her legs giving out so that she was on the floor when the orgasm finally subsided.
She turned to look at Michael, expecting his smug look, but he only looked fascinated. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and launched forward over her, kissing her as if he were in some sort of frenzy. When she finally gathered strength, she pushed him back and straddled his legs. She reached down and made quick work of unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants, not wasting any time in pulling out his erection. If it were possible, he looked even longer and thicker than the first time she’d seen him. She wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and began to stroke him, leaning forward to press her lips against his.
