“You just?” Lani asked, using a light, teasing tone. It was hard to do because her heart was beating out of control. While she wasn’t a virgin, she wasn’t usually the one who seduced. It seemed Jakob forced her out of her comfort zone once again.
The heavy sigh filled the space between them, and she wondered if she had read him wrong.
That is until he answered her.
“I just don’t like thinking aboutyouwith other men. Especially that asshole, Rick. I know it’s not the right way to behave, but I need to punch him every time I see him.”
She bit back a smile. “That’s something we have in common, at least.”
He chuckled, giving her the courage to rise up to her toes. Without hesitation, she pressed her mouth against his, crowding as close as she could to him. This time, she was the one who slipped her tongue between his lips. She moved her hands over his shoulders again as he slid his arms around her waist…then lower.
The next second, he took over the kiss, his mouth slanting over hers. She didn’t know how it could go from hot to a blazing five-alarm fire, but that’s the way it was between them.
When he pulled away from her this time, he spun her around.
“This dress has got to go. Did I tell you that you look gorgeous in it? Well, you do, but it just…I need to feel your skin.”
Lifting her hair, he put it over her shoulder so it was out of his way. She thought he would yank the zipper down from the way he had been talking, but instead, his slow, steady movements left her a mess. If she thought her nipples were hard before, she hadbeen mistaken. She shifted her weight and felt the dampness of her panties.
He’s barely touched me.
He kissed the back of her neck, tongue, lips… teeth. That little nip had her moaning.
“Oh, love, that’s one of the most beautiful sounds I have ever heard.”
She wanted to tell him he didn’t have to say things like that. Little lies lovers told each other didn’t need to be between them, but she wanted the fantasy. If she was truthful with herself, she’d been infatuated with him for a decade. So, for this one night, she wanted…no, she needed the fantasy he was creating.
He slid the zipper down, the backs of his fingers trailing down her spine, his mouth following along. She felt him fall to his knees behind her.
“Let it fall, and take off your bra.”
Usually, she didn’t like anyone telling her what to do, even in the bedroom. But when that lazy tone dissolved into an order…she shivered. The man was killing her with each comment, each kiss, each touch. Once she rid herself of her bra and dress, he slipped his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs.
“Fuck me, this ass. Do you know how many times I’ve wanted to touch you just because of this ass?”
She looked over her shoulder at him. Jakob was looking up at her like she was a goddess.
“How many times?”
His eyes seemed to darken. “Too many to count.”
Then, he leaned forward to kiss first one cheek, then the other, his gaze never leaving hers. He bit one, and she gasped. It didn’t hurt, but it sent another blast of longing racing through her blood.
Unexpectedly, he rose and turned her around to face him. Before she knew what was happening, she was flat on her back on the mattress.
She opened her mouth to insist he get naked, but she was left gasping once again when he dropped to his knees and yanked her forward. Her legs were dangling off the side of the bed.
He set a hand on each of her thighs, pressing them further apart.
“Yes,” he growled. He reached out and looked up at her. “So wet, baby.”
Oh, damn, the way he said baby…she could die happy now.
Again, without breaking eye contact, he leaned forward and licked her, his tongue slipping just a little inside of her sex.
“Heaven…fuck.”
He closed his eyes and did it again, humming as he continued to lick her like she was his favorite treat. She didn’t think she could get any more aroused until he slipped his finger inside of her, then took her clit between his teeth.