‘So you imagined me like this?’ She arched her back and gazed down at him.
Will nodded, his eyes glazing over. ‘I did.’
‘What else was I doing?’
‘Writhing,’ he muttered. ‘You were writhing.’
Writhing she could do. ‘Like this?’ she said, rotating her hips and rubbing her breasts against his chest.
‘Exactly like that,’ he said hoarsely.
‘Anything else?’
‘You don’t want to know.’
‘Maybe I do.’ And, heaven help her, it was true. She was burning up. Everything inside her had melted into a boiling quivering mass of need and she couldn’t back out now even if she’d wanted to.
‘Are you sure?’ Will’s hand moved higher.
‘Absolutely.’ She bit her lip as a thought popped into her head. ‘Bob?’
‘Soundproofing.’
‘Effective?’
‘You can scream if you like and no one would hear you but me.’
Ignoring the little voice in her head that wondered how he knew a thing like that, Bella lowered her head and gave him what she hoped was a seductive smile. ‘Make me.’
His body churning and aching with need, Will stared at Bella and wondered how he could have got her so wrong.
Someone who wanted the whole relationship works, the whole ‘for ever’ nightmare, would never sit astride a man she’d only just met, give him a smouldering smile and basically order him to ravish her, would she?
No, a woman with a long-term relationship on her mind would be scrambling for the door handle and tumbling out of the car in her haste to escape. And Bella definitely wasn’t showing any signs of wanting to escape. Instead she’d ensnared him with her body, her scent and her devastating mouth until he’d begun to feel as if he was the one who was unable to escape.
And why would he want to? Bella was a woman who knew what she wanted and was clearly as much in favour of nostrings sex as he was.
So why was he bothering to analyse a hurdle that clearly didn’t exist? Why was he contemplating his principles when he had a gorgeous sexy woman wriggling in his lap and inviting him to make her scream? Was he nuts?
Shutting down his brain, Will concentrated on the feel of her against him, the warmth of her skin beneath his fingers and the smouldering heat in her eyes.
He slid his hands higher up her thighs, felt her tremble, planted his hands on her bottom and pulled her tight against him. Catching her mouth with his, he swallowed her gasp of shocked delight and tilted his hips. He felt her moan into his mouth and moved one hand round to slip beneath her knickers. Her fingers locked themselves in his hair and she arched her back against him.
He could feel her heat, her need. She was so wet, so slippery, so ready for him, that he didn’t think he could stand it much longer. When he slid a finger deep inside her she let out a muffled ragged groan. He felt her muscles clench around his finger and heard her catch her breath as his thumb found her clitoris.
He rubbed and stroked and she shuddered. She ground herself against him as their mouths fused, teeth clashing, the ache inside him becoming almost unbearable.
And then she was dragging her mouth from his, leaning over to rummage around in her handbag with one hand, and fumbling with his belt with the other.
‘Women really are good at multitasking,’ Will said hoarsely, trying to focus on something other than the way every one of his senses was filled with her.
‘You’re not doing too badly,’ she muttered, shivering as she pulled a condom out of her bag and ripped it open with her teeth.
Having unbuckled his belt, she undid the buttons of his fly, slid her hand beneath his shorts and freed him. The touch of her fingers on him blew his mind and as she deftly rolled the condom onto him Will had to bite down hard on his tongue to stop himself climaxing right then.
Staring into his eyes, she lifted her hips and as his fingers slipped from her he pulled her knickers to one side and then finally she lowered herself onto him, taking him in inch by incredible inch.
At the white hot lust that thundered through him, Will set his jaw and fought for control. But then she was sinking down hard, sighing and rocking back and forth, and he thought—as much as he could think—that he’d never seen anything so arousing. They were both still fully clothed yet were as tightly joined as it was possible to be.