Page 67 of Take the Lead
“Thank god.” He groaned as she unzipped his jeans.
She reached inside his boxers and took hold of the hard, hot length of him. This was it. The moment of no return. Taking care not to hurt him, she pulled his dick out and stared.
She’d known he was packing. It was impossible to miss it in rehearsal. She’d even touched it a few times by accident during theirtango practice—and not always in a good way. Seeing it up close was a whole different story. He was long and thick, hard as… no, she wouldnotmake that analogy. He was hard asrock, and his pubic hair had been trimmed.
She must have taken too long because he let out a groan and sank his fingers into her hair. “Babe, you’re going to give me a complex.”
“Sorry, I’m just… impressed.”
He laughed, then threw his head back when she squeezed the base of his cock. “Gina. Don’t tease me. Please.”
“I won’t.” She leaned down and closed her mouth around his girth. He let out a strangled sound, his fingers flexing in her hair.
“You’re…” He cut off and exhaled harshly when she thrust her tongue against him.
She lifted her head and grinned sweetly. “I’m what?”
Grabbing her shoulders, he hauled her up and pressed a hard, desperate kiss to her mouth. “You’re amazing,” he whispered. “Absolutely fucking amazing.”
Her cheeks warmed at his praise, and she took one scary step forward to see how he responded. “I like you, too, Stone.”
His eyes searched hers for a moment, and then he kissed her again, tangling his tongue with hers. It was her turn to groan as he dragged her against him. She pushed at his jeans, and somehow he divested himself of them without breaking their kiss. When he was naked, she pulled back to take in the full view.
“Hot damn.” Her breath exploded out of her as she gazed upon his body in all its glory. “Dude, do you even lift?”
His abs—lord, was that a ten-pack?—trembled as he chuckled. “Your turn.”
He unhooked her bra with one hand while the other tugged her panties down her legs. Finally, they were both naked, with nothing between them. The appreciation in his gaze set her aflame. Gina pressed the full length of her body to his and kissed him, loving the feel of his cock, hot and insistent, against her belly. Why had she fought this for so long?
His mouth left hers to rain kisses and light nibbles down her neck. She leaned into the pillows and closed her eyes, smiling.
His body stilled, and she opened her eyes. He’d paused with his face in her neck.
“What do you smell like?” he asked.
“Smelllike?”
“I’ve been trying to figure it out since we met.” He picked up a lock of her hair and gave it a sniff. “Like flowers, or…”
“Hibiscus. My shampoo is hibiscus.”
“Mm.” He closed his eyes and held a handful of her hair to his nose. “I like it.”
She sucked in a breath when he plumped her breasts together and pressed his face into her cleavage, inhaling deeply. “That’s not it, though.”
“Coconut oil.” She barely managed to get the words out as the rough pads of his thumbs scraped over her sensitive nipples. “Head to toe.”
His lips closed around one of her nipples, and his fingers tugged at the other one. “Is that why you’re so soft?”
The warm suction of his mouth, contrasted against the light scrape of his beard and the teasing tickle of his hair, made her moan and writhe on top of the blankets.“Yes.”
When she was arching into his mouth, he shifted to whisper in her ear. “I’m going to taste you now, Gina.”
His words, and the deep, growly way he said them, gave her a shiver. She parted her thighs to make room for him to settle between them. His eyes, so blue in the warm lighting, lifted to meet hers as he lowered his head. The rest of his body, tanned and toned, stretched out to the edge of the bed.
If she weren’t paranoid about having such things on her phone, she’d take a picture of him right now. As it was, she didn’t think she’d ever forget the way he was looking at her. Like their roles had switched andhewas the Big Bad Wolf.
And she was good enough to eat.
