Jessie heard the growl of satisfaction against her neck, which sent her spine prickling in awareness that he wasn’t as in control as that last time they had made love. Tonight was wild, untamable. He was a man who knew what he wanted—to see the same need reflected in her.
Her heartbeat was thundering in her chest as loud as the thunder outside. Each stroke of his cock ratcheted her beats until she thought she would die before she came back to earth.
When he slid his hands silkily down her arms to twine his fingers with hers, her heart stuttered at the loving gesture. Dustin was letting her know that, however much the passion was overcoming her, he was going along with her.
“I love you, Jessie.”
“I love you, Dustin.”
His thrusts became stronger as soon as the words were out of her mouth, sending her heart rate soaring again. Except this time, she wasn’t afraid she was going to die. She knew she was. No heart would be able to endure the desire-fueled storm that Dustin was determined to overwhelm her with.
“Dustin …,” she gasped out.
“Yeah?” With his mouth, he plundered her shoulder, biting down then laving the small spot to soothe the erotic pain.
“I really … hope you enjoyed … all your tom catting around.” She gasped again when his cock delved even deeper inside her.
“You do?”
“Oh yeah … I do … because your tom cat days … are over.”
“They are?”
Jessie smiled at the laughter in his voice.
“Mmhmm … You’re not going to … Oh God … You remember when you said … two or three times a day?”
“Vaguely.”
She gripped his hands tighter.
“Oh Lord …,” she moaned, trying to find the words she wanted while her body was shattering into a million pieces. “I think … four sounds better. Don’t … you?”
“No.”
“You don’t?” She lifted her head to stare at him over her shoulder. Her body started shaking at the love she saw in his eyes.
“I’ll never have enough of you.”
“Do you want some more?” Jessie leaned forward, tempting him as she sat on his waist.
Dustin was half sitting up, leaning back against his headboard with pillows propped behind his back. His folded legs provided a back rest for her. Her knees were on each side of his hips.
Opening his mouth, he let her spoon the melting ice cream into his mouth.
She felt unbelievably sexy sitting on him. She put on the pajama top when she had gone to the kitchen to get the ice cream, but she hadn’t bothered to button it.
Taking the next spoonful for herself, she saw his cell phone on the night stand vibrate.
Dustin reached out to pick it up. A strange expression crossed his face that she couldn’t interpret before he lifted the phone so she couldn’t see the message or what he texted back.
“Is anything wrong?”
Dustin shook his head, reaching out to cup a bare breast and stroking his thumb over her nipple. The wistful look that crossed his face was much easier to read, but she couldn’t understand where it had come from.
“Dustin …?”
“It’s nothing. I’m just being maudlin.”
She tilted her head to the side. “About what?”
“You ate the last spoonful of chocolate.”
His showstopper grin had butterflies fluttering in her stomach.
“I’ll go get the strawberry.”
He brought his hands to her thighs, holding her in place. “Forget it. I’m in the mood for something to warm me up, not cool me down.”
Jessie leaned forward, placing the empty ice cream container on the nightstand before raising back to a sitting position. Running her hands down his arms, she took his hands in hers, linking their fingers together. “This is nice. What time are they coming back in the morning?”
“Why? You worried I’m going to kick you out of bed before they get here?” Dustin stared at their joined hands, his expression going melancholy again.
“No, I just don’t want anyone to feel uncomfortable with me being here.”
“The only one who would be uncomfortable is you. Don’t worry, they won’t be back until tomorrow afternoon. I’m going to pick up Logan and take him to breakfast at the diner before I take him to school. You can sleep as late as you want.”
“You can drive me home before you pick up Logan. I’m going to the daycare in the morning.”
“You’re a tough cookie, Jessie Hayes.”
“You’re right.” She removed one of her hands to poke him in the chest. “And you better not forget it!”
Dustin grabbed her hand back, not laughing at her joke. “I won’t. Believe me, I’m counting on it.”
30
“Can I order the pancakes?” Logan begged as he scooted into the booth.
“Go for it.” Dustin lovingly stared at his son from across the table.
Logan’s face broke into a big smile as the waitress approached.
“What can I get for you gentlemen?”
“I want the pancakes. The four-stack.” Logan’s eyes slid to his after placing his order, as if expecting him to change the amount of pancakes he had ordered. Holly and he had never let him have more than two.