He devoured her with an expert touch, his finger sliding into her, first one, then another, at the same time he pulled her clit into his mouth. She was already primed and ready from the heady high of making him come. It didn’t take long for her to begin the climb, quickly peak, and fall over.
She’d barely come to herself when she heard the crinkling of a condom wrapper and forced her eyelids open. “Do you always keep one on you?” she couldn’t help but ask, though she was grateful. She hadn’t thought to bring protection with her tonight.
“I knew you’d be here. Can’t blame a guy for being optimistic.” He met her gaze, waiting for her reply.
She released the breath she’d been holding. “When you put it like that…” She couldn’t remain tense or uncertain. “I didn’t mean to make things awkward.”
His expression softened and he leaned over her. “We may not be in a relationship, but while you’re the one on my mind, I won’t sleep with anyone else.”
Without giving her the chance to say anything, he leaned down and captured her mouth. He plunged his tongue inside, and she was eager and ready, kissing him back. He’d already lined up his cock at her entrance, and as the kiss heated up, he thrust into her, filling her completely.
If she’d thought their first time together had been an aberration, she now knew she was wrong. Together, they were perfection, and their bodies moved effortlessly in sync. He had the ability to make her feel things no man ever had. The words he said, the things he did, the way he moved inside her… This was special. Whatever this thing between them was, he’d marked her for good. No one would ever live up to his memory.
“Hey, beautiful. Come back to me.” He slowed inside her, waiting for her to open her eyes and refocus on him. “Where’d you go?” he asked.
“Where you took me.” She cupped his face in her hands. “Make me come,” she said.
And that’s exactly what he did. By the time she fell asleep, she’d had her third climax of the night.
The man was addictive. And that could be a potential problem.
***
Knox woke up,hoping to pull a willing woman into his arms. Instead, when he reached over, he only found cool sheets. Pushing himself into a sitting position, he looked around the hotel room. Jade was standing across the room, wearing a sexy bra and panties, and rummaging through her suitcase.
“No morning cuddles?” he asked.
She turned, her gaze zeroing in on his bare chest. She shook her head sighed. “I have a family thing and I overslept.”
She’d obviously showered, because her hair was damp and pulled into a messy bun and she had a light coating of makeup on her face, blush on her cheeks, and sparkling gloss on her kissable lips. She reached into her suitcase and removed a peach silk camisole and pulled it over her head, then went back for a pair of black leggings.
“I was hoping we could have breakfast together.” Before they went their separate ways again. He wanted to get to know her better, to dig deeper than she’d let him in so far.
As she pulled on her leggings, she shot him a look filled with regret. “Breakfast is my family thing. Since we all stayed at the hotel, we’re meeting in a private dining room.”
He debated on whether to hide his disappointment and fall back on their one-night-only agreement—which he was coming to hate more and more—and decided to hell with it.
He patted the bed. “Come over here.”
She hesitated, then stepped over and sat down beside him. He braced a hand on her thigh. “We’re good together, Jade.”
She stiffened but he kept his hand on her leg, keeping her in place.
“What’s got you spooked?”
She opened, then closed her mouth again. “I wish I had time to talk but…”
“Family.”
She nodded.
He understood commitments and released his grip. “I’ll be seeing you at Holly’s appointments this week?”
“Yes.” Her lips lifted in a smile.
“I look forward to it.”
She leaned over and brushed his mouth with hers. “Me, too.”