Page 11 of Embraced at Seaside
Squaring her shoulders, she told herself she could resist Hunter Lacroux. She’d had him, and as magnificent as he was, what they had was a revolving bedroom door. Even though she didn’t want more than that, she knew it was better to bolt that door closed now than to enjoy it time and time again.
Even if every time was better than the last?
She pushed that thought aside and opened the door.
Holy mother of all things.Hunter stood in a pair of low-slung dark jeans stretched tight over his thick thighs. His black hoodie was open in the front, revealing a tank top that clung to his muscular pecs. But it was his face that had her licking her lips, hungry for a taste of him despite her steely resolve to remain distant. His chiseled jaw was on full display, clean-shaven, surrounding full, kissable lips and making him even more drop-dead gorgeous than usual. Top off his cleaner image with the black bike helmet under his arm, and he was the perfect contrast of bad boy and gentleman.
Jana’s cognitive processes stalled.
When he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek, the scent of Tommy Hilfiger mixed with his own potent scent was intoxicating and enticing.
“Hey, pretty girl.”
His sexy smile and gravelly tone sent heat straight through her core. “Hey,” she managed, trying to kick her brain into working order as he raked his eyes down her body.
“Wow, you look hot.”
His eyes darkened as he set his helmet beside the door and slid a hand around her waist, tugging her in close. Her resolve disappeared as he took her in a hard, hungry kiss. There was nothing romantic or polite about it. It was a kiss of white-hot desire and it made her head spin. As he held on tight, she gave in to the desire that had been simmering since last night at the bar and pushed his hoodie off his shoulders, clawing for skin. In one swift move he shook off the jacket and kicked the door shut. His eyes were dark and possessive as he reclaimed her body against his.
“Jana.”
Her name was drenched with need, igniting new flames inside her. He made her feel wanted and sexy, and in the space of a second she was racing through the virtual revolving bedroom door. Their legs bumped and tangled as they kissed and tore at each other’s clothes, moving toward the couch.
“You’re gorgeous,” he said, prickles of desire racing through her.
He kissed her again, obliterating her remaining thoughts. Hunter knew just how to sooth the chaos from her mind.
He drew back, challenging her with his eyes. “Say it, pretty girl.”
Darn you.He grinned, a cute and somehow also cocky grin.
“Not a chance.” She arched against him, knowing he couldn’t resist her any more than she could resist him.
He lowered his cheek to hers and pressed the unfamiliar smooth skin to hers. He’d never been clean-shaven in all the times they’d hooked up, and boy, did she like the feel of it. She loved the scratch of his whiskers, but this? This ratcheted up the hotness, and her curiosity, even more.
“You know you want me,” he said seductively in her ear.
“Shut up and put that mouth of yours to use,” she said with just as much vehemence. “Kiss me.”
“Don’t play with me, Jana. You know you want me.”
She ground her teeth together. “That’s a lot of big talk. How about some action? Or maybe you’re scared you won’t hit the mark this time?”
“I always hit the mark.” He pressed a tantalizing kiss on the corner of her mouth.
She curled her fingers, wanting to touch him, but she’d be damned if she’d tell him so. “Prove it.”
“I’ll prove it, all right.”
Finallyhe was going to satisfy her and forget this silly nonsense he had in his head of needing to hear her admit how badly she wanted him. Wasn’t it obvious by the way she was practically drooling over him?
His devilish grin turned softer, as did his tone. “What is it, pretty girl?”
As she stared into his eyes, seeing all that heat, all that desire meant just for her, she was surprised that she saw something more this time—concern. She’d seen that look in his eyes dozens of times, but always aimed at his siblings and closest friends. And, she realized as he ran his finger down the length of her arm and touched his lips to hers in a kiss so tender it made her insides melt, that she trusted Hunter.
“Take me,” she whispered against his lips.
Chapter Six
