A rush of warmth flowed through her. “I don’t want you to wear it,” she repeated, louder.
James opened his eyes and looked at her.
She met his gaze. “I use an IUD. And I trust you.”
“Christ, Si.” He shook his head. “I…”
He didn’t finish. Instead, he dropped his jacket and wallet, positioned himself between her thighs, and nudged her folds with the tip of his erection.
She hissed in a breath at the slight penetration of his flesh into hers. Oh yeah. So good. So goddamn good…
“Tell me to go get a rubber, Si, and I will.” His stare found hers. His warm breath fanned her lips. One hand smoothed up her side, over the side swell of her. “Tell me to sink into your sweet heat without one, and I’ll do that as well.”
Throat thick, pulse pounding, Sienna curled her lips in a slow smile. “Without—”
He buried into her in one fluid stroke.
“Oh God, yes!”
He yanked her leg off the floor, withdrew a little, and slid back into her, tugging her bent knee up to his side as he did so.
Concentrated pleasure consumed her, radiating from the deep stretching of her sex, through her body, up to her breasts. Her nipples turned to aching points, and she arched her spine, craving his mouth or fingers on them.
“James…” She scraped her nails over his scalp, down the back of his neck and over his shoulder, rolling into his deepening penetrations. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
“No fucking way.” Pleasure crashed through her at his growl. Her head swam, each pounding stroke from James propelling her faster toward another climax.
A tight tingle of heat and pressure built in her core.
She closed her eyes, a willing prisoner of his mastery of her body, its senses, its wants.
He drove deeper into her, his hands exploring her thighs, her hips, her breasts.
“James…” She whimpered when he moved a hand to where their bodies joined. “James, I’m going to…I’m going to come.”
He nipped at her lips with his own. “I want you to, gorgeous. I want you to fucking explode all around me.”
Holy fuck! Another orgasm blasted through her, hot and wild. Perfect and consuming.
She bucked into his thrusts, her toes curling, her eyes scrunched shut.
So good…so…so…holy crap…so…
His body stiffened, his fingers frenzied on her body. “Sienna,” he groaned against her neck, his thrusts erratic, his seed pumping into her. “Sienna, I…I…”
His strokes slowed, slowed, grew still.
“Fuck, Sienna.” He pressed a kiss to her temple. “That was…”
“Amazing.”
“Amazing,” he echoed her.
Hands gentle on her hips, her breasts, he withdrew from her.
She moaned, dismayed at the loss of their connection.
He chuckled, dropping a kiss on the skin above her belly button again. “Totally agree.” With another soft laugh, he raised his head and smiled at her. “Now…about that coffee?”
She smiled back. “What’s the rush?” She tangled her fingers in his hair and captured his mouth with hers.
Who knew if she’d ever get a chance to make love to James Dyson again after tonight? She sure as hell wasn’t going to waste it on drinking coffee.
No matter how damn good it was.
Chapter Eleven
“Okay.” Sienna lowered the steaming mug in her hand to her lap. “I’ll admit, this is good coffee. Well worth the wait.”
James blew on his fingernails and polished them on his chest. “Told you.”
She laughed. “Ego much?”
“Hey, as you have pointed out many times, I’m James Dyson.” He grinned. “I’m allowed to have an ego.”
She rolled her eyes, lips twitching. “You’re lucky I like you, or I’d give you a hard time right now about that.”
He laughed, even as his chest tightened. He wanted to point out she gave him a hard time every time she turned her bewitching green eyes on him, but the quip was caught in his throat. She liked him.
Liked him.
Taking a sip of his own coffee, he fought to calm his racing heart. The second she’d uttered the words “I like you” a jolt of wild elation shot through him, like a teenager getting a note in class from his biggest crush. If they hadn’t spent the last two hours completely lost in each other’s bodies, he’d press her back flat on the rug and lose himself in her again. He didn’t think he’d ever get enough of her. Not just her body, but her. That she made him laugh as well as horny only emphasized how wonderfully addictive she was.