Page 69 of Special Delivery
‘Yes,’ she breathed, her eyes fixed on his, unafraid to ask for this. She tugged him towards her, pulling off his jumper. God, she was happy to see that chest. She wove her arms around him and pulled him on top of her. Her fingernails dug into his back and up towards his shoulder blades, the friction driving her wild.
His hands slid under her top, finding the curve of her breast, and she writhed in pleasure as his fingers seamlessly moved to unclip her bra. Her breasts fell free and she willed him to discover more of her. She wanted him to explore her body like a map, trace every part of her.
Her hands fumbled with his tool belt and she realised she was laughing. ‘This stupid belt.’
‘You’re right,’ muttered James. ‘Police costume would’ve been better.’
He pulled the buckle undone and it fell to the floor with a thud.
‘Next time,’ she breathed.
‘Don’t tease me,’ he moaned.
He reached both hands under her top and she raised her hands so he could peel it off, savouring every movement likehe was unwrapping a present. Her skin sizzled under the heat of his gaze. She needed his skin against hers, now.
She began pulling at his underwear as he pulled against hers and they tangled themselves in desperation. ‘You do you, I’ll do me,’ commanded Poppy as she began pulling down her own undies.
‘No way,’ replied James. ‘I’m doing this.’
His eyes locked on hers and he slowly, purposefully slid her underwear down her legs, his warm hands sending electric sparks fizzing through her abdomen. Not breaking eye contact, he moved down to her chest and kissed her between the breasts, then quickly pulled off his own underwear and propped himself above her, his beautiful, naked body way too far away for her liking.
‘Hold on.’ He rolled across the bed to reach for his jeans pocket and pulled out his wallet. There was a crackle of foil, and he was back. She could barely stand the fact there was so much of his skin that she wasn’t touching.
She glared at him. ‘Don’t make me wait for this.’
James leaned down and kissed her collarbone then moved up to her mouth, his lips parting hers greedily as he positioned himself above her. ‘I’ve already waited for far too long,’ he breathed.
The dappled light through the windows brightened, her soft cotton sheets cradled her body and her skin pulsed with an energy unlike anything she’d ever known. This was her home, she was safe and she knew what she wanted.
He moved inside her, gently at first, then deeper, and she bit into his shoulder to stifle the animal sounds she wantedto make. Her nerve endings crackled, filling her body with a rapacious heat.
‘Poppy,’ James moaned. ‘I promise I don’t normally do this.’
‘You should,’ panted Poppy, her mind swimming as she pushed against him, exerting all her focus to extract every inch of pleasure from his body.
‘What am I saying? Of course I should,’ James agreed, driving his hips against hers as she melted into him, arching in pleasure. ‘I should do this, you should do this,weshould do this.’ He grabbed her hand and threaded his fingers through hers as he stretched her arm above her head. ‘We should do this all the goddamn time.’
CHAPTER 31
They lay on her bed staring at the ceiling, their chests still heaving. Poppy’s naked leg was draped over James’s like it was the most natural thing in the world. It felt like an appropriate time in life to start saying crikey. As in:That sex! Crikey!
James began to laugh quietly to himself.
‘What?’ asked Poppy, smiling.
‘I didn’t come over here to seduce you. I actually charged the drill.’
Poppy grinned and glanced down at his naked body. ‘Is that what you call it?’
‘Very funny.’ He slung a lazy arm across her waist.
‘Well, now that you mention it …’ Poppy twisted to look at her bedside clock. ‘The shelf isn’t going to fix itself and it’s only two thirty, so …’
James propped himself up on his elbow to look at her. ‘It’s sitting pretty low on my priority list,’ he said, skimming his hand across the dip of her waist, sending shivers down her spine.
‘Oh yeah?’
‘Yep. My current priority is checking you out.’
