Page 56 of Operation K-9 Brothers
Did she ever.“Forget see.I feel you.”She continued her trek down his body, and when she reached the waistband of his jeans, she said, “Can you get these off with me still wrapped around you like your favorite blanket?”
He actually growled.“Babe, I’m yours to command.”He stood, and holding her against him with his good arm, he toed off his shoes, and shucked his jeans and underwear in less than a minute.
“You’re a very talented man when it comes to clothing removal.”
“Ah, but I have you as a reward at the finish line.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, sucked his earlobe into her mouth, then nipped the lobe.
“Hell, Nichole,” he said, dropping heavily onto his chair.“Killing me here.”
“Don’t worry.I know CPR.”She settled over his lap again, and when he put his hands on her hips, she grabbed them and pressed them down on the chair arms.“No touching.”
“You’re a mean woman.”
“Oh, I think I can change your mind on that.”She pressed her mouth to his, his soft lips fitting to hers like puzzle pieces meant to be connected.When she stroked her tongue along the seam of his mouth, he opened.Chest to breasts, she could feel the hard thumps of his heart.She was doing that to him—making his heart race—and that knowledge spread warmth through her body.
Their tongues tangled, and she could taste the flavor of the malt beer—rich and tangy—he’d been drinking.Kissing Jack was potent, and pleasure streaked through her body.His scent surrounded her, his heat seeped into her skin, and her nerve endings suddenly felt electrified.Her body hummed as if a thousand bees buzzed under her skin.
“Nichole,” he murmured against her lips.
The need she heard in his voice fueled the flames already heating her blood.“I know,” she whispered.Her gaze traveled over his chest and stomach.As a SEAL, he had to stay in shape, and he was doing a fine job of it.
“I’m holding on by a thread here, baby.You keep looking at me like that, and these hands you won’t let touch you are going to disobey.”
“Then I’ll have to punish you.”
His eyes flamed with desire.“Promise?”
“Hush.”She put her mouth on his chest, hiding her smile.A man had never looked at her like that, as if she were the hottest thing to ever straddle his lap.It did wonders to a girl’s confidence.
She danced her fingers over his very perfect abs while swirling her tongue around his nipple.He jerked upward, pressing his erection against her belly, sending an aching need into the deepest part of her.She thought she would never tire of this man, and as much as she craved to feel him inside her, filling her, she wanted to give him a gift.
“You don’t have to do that,” he said when she dropped her knees to the wooden deck and curled her fingers around his shaft.
“I said to hush,” she said again.
He gave a strangled laugh.“Hushing now.”
Again smiling to herself with the knowledge that she was torturing him in a really good way, she licked her way from the bottom of his erection to the tip.He hissed, the sound coming from deep in his throat.I’m doing this amazing thing to him,she thought.It was not something she’d particularly enjoyed before him, but he could easily become her favorite snack.He tasted salty, like the sea, like something she could never get enough of.
From the corner of her eyes, she saw his hands grip the arms of the chair.He was close, and she lifted her gaze to his face.He was watching her, watching her tongue lapping on him.It was the hottest, the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.She firmed her lips, tightening them on him.
He put his hands on her head and tried to push her away.“I’m going to come.”
She swatted those annoying hands away.She wanted to know how he tasted when she was the one who’d brought him to this state.Lifting her head, she said, “Come in my mouth.”Then she wrapped her lips around him again.
“Baby,” he growled as he put a hand back on her head.
I know, she thought, swallowing his essence, visualizing that part of him settling in all the parts of her—her mind, her heart, her soul.It was true.She did know.They had something special.Did he feel it, too?
As the last of his tremors faded, Jack pulled Nichole up until she was eye level with him.“That was...”The words filing through his head—amazing, incredible, awesome—seemed inadequate.“Incredible,” he finally settled on.“You didn’t have to do that but thank you.”
“I know I didn’t.I wanted to.”
He kissed her and tasting himself on her mouth was sexy as hell.He wanted her plastered to him skin to skin, but she still had clothes on.That needed fixing.He put his hands on her waist and lifted her to her feet.“You have too many damn clothes on.”
A sexy smile curved her lips.Holding his gaze, she pulled her T-shirt over her head, tossing it on top of his, revealing a lacy white bra.“Leave it,” he said when she put her hands behind her back to unhook it.
