She hated his doubt. So her hands moved up, cupped his face, and Jacqueline pulled him toward her even as she rose onto her toes. Her mouth brushed against his. “You’re good.”
“Sweetness…” A growl. “I amtrying,but you make it hard.”
He was hard. Literally. She could feel his dick pushing against her, and her body rubbed back against him. “Then you know what?” Jacqueline whispered back. “Let’s be a little bad.” They could both use some bad.
She could certainly use some.
Preston’s goons were blocking the road. Fear wanted to beat hard and heavy inside of her, but for the moment—this one moment—they were safe. They were secure in the cabin. She had her armed protector right in front of her. Jacqueline had no idea what might happen in the next ten minutes, the next hour, the next day. But that didn’t matter.
This moment did. Her tongue slid along his lower lip. “Be bad with me.”
“I don’t think you know how to be bad.”
Granted, maybe she didn’t. “Then show me.” She nipped his lower lip. Felt him jolt. “Show—”
His mouth took hers. Need and lust erupted inside of her as he kissed her with a frantic passion. Hunger and desire and demand. His tongue thrust into her mouth. He tasted her, and he drove her aching body to a fever pitch. Being bad had never been her game plan before. But right now, she’d take it—and him—anyway she could get him.
No one has ever made me feel this way.
She suspected that no one ever would again. His touch alone electrified her. She’d almost been coming just by rocking against his cock earlier. What would happen when he was inside of her?
She had to find out. Before the goons came swarming. Before she was separated from Remy. Before her life could go to hell.
She’d take a slice of heaven, please.
His hands curled around her hips. His touch felt possessive and strong, and he lifted her up. His power was a heady aphrodisiac. She sucked his tongue. Heard his growl even as she curled her legs around him. She began to rock. To slide. He was fully turned on for her, and she’d never had a man react so strongly. For the first time in her life, shefeltsexy. Like she could seduce him. Like she could just let go and have pleasure pour through her.
“Sweetness, I am going to taste every bit of you.”
Oh, that would be new. They could certainly try that but… “Can’t you just fuck me?” She nipped his lower lip. “Right now?” While she was still surging on this powerful tide of arousal? While she wasn’t thinking about embarrassment or doubt or all the other problems out there?
“I’ll do both.” He carried her up the stairs.
A startled cry burst from Jacqueline when she realized what he was doing. Her legs tightened around his hips even as her fingers dug into the muscles of his arms. “No! I can walk! You’ll drop me.” Or he’d hurt himself. Go tumbling down the stairs right in the middle of this amazingly romantic gesture.
No one had ever carried her anywhere. Well, technically, Remy had before. When she’d tried to flee, he’d caught her outside, and carried her back when he’d thought the bad guys were close. And then there had been the instance when he first brought her to the cabin. Though she’d been fast asleep and didn’t remember a bit about that encounter…
This was different. This was heady. Sensual. Powerful.
But don’t drop me. Stairs are crazy.
Remy laughed. “The only place I plan to drop you is into my bed.” He kept climbing. His muscles barely rippled against her. The man acted like carrying her up a flight of stairs was the easiest thing to do in the world.
It wasn’t.
But it was stupid hot to her.
Since he seemed so secure, she moved her head toward his neck. Pressed her lips against him in a gentle kiss. Then licked.
“Jacqueline.”A warning as a shudder worked over him.
“Don’t drop me.”
“Never.”
She licked him again.
He moved faster up those stairs. “Don’t play.”