When he didn’t answer right away, she stopped and turned to face him. Jonas leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, and one foot over the other. He appeared extremely relaxed, even if he did wear a little smirk.
“No. Me.”
It was her turn to lift her brows. “You own this?”
He shrugged and pushed off the wall to walk toward her. He leaned his forearms against the breakfast bar and gave her a full on grin.
“Well, Tanner designed it, and I did all the legal paperwork, but yeah, we both own it.” He kept his eyes on her. “Marsh Construction is building it, and we planned on putting it on the market when it was finished, but...” He cut off his words stared at her as if she should assume what he was talking about.
When she didn’t respond because, frankly, she had no clue what to say, he continued talking.
“I think this place would be perfect for you, and it’ll be completely finished in the next couple of weeks.”
It sounded incredible, but she still didn’t think it was in her price range nor did she know how Tanner would feel about all of this. She still hadn’t spoken to Tanner about her feelings or the conversation she had with Jonas last night.
For all she knew, Jonas might be totally wrong about his twin’s feelings toward her.
“And the best part of all of this is that Tanner and I only live a mile down the road.” He gave her a wink, and her entire body lit up.
“Um, it sounds great, and the house is wonderful, but I don’t really know how Tanner would feel about this, especially since I haven’t spoken to him.” She worried her thumbnail with her teeth and looked around the kitchen. “Besides, even if he was okay with this as well, I’m pretty sure this is out of my price-range.”
“I can guarantee that Tanner would be okay with this.” He gave her a lopsided smile, and suspicions slammed into her.
“And why would you think he’d be okay with this when you haven’t even spoken to him about it?” Or maybe he had. Was that why he was so sure?
He stalked forward, like a damn predator about to attack her. She pressed as far against the counter as she could, but it wasn’t that she actually wanted to escape him. What she needed was something solid to hold on to for fear that she wouldn’t be able to stand on her own.
When he was close enough that she smelled his mint flavored breath along her lips, he spoke.
“I know he’d be more than good with you staying here because then we could visit you all the time, Sasha.” He leaned in, and she felt the lightest caress of his lips against hers. “And believe me when I say, that is something both of us would enjoy immensely. Day or night, baby.”
He took her lips in the next second and gave her everything that she had missed since only last night. His tongue swept into her mouth, claiming hers in a sensual dance that had her pussy wet and her nipples hard as rock.
His big body pressed into her, making her mold against the counter as he delved his tongue in and out of her mouth. She got lost in the sensations, became dizzy from the emotions, and wanted to take this further.
“Please, Jonas. Please.” Fortunately, she didn’t have to elaborate on what she desperately needed because he slid his hands down her back and curved them over her ass. He flexed his fingers several times before hauling her onto the counter.
Spreading her legs to make room for his hips, Sasha sighed in bliss when his erection bumped against her pussy. At least, she had been smart enough to wear a skirt this time. The material bunched up her thighs, but apparently, that wasn’t good enough because Jonas gripped the hem and shoved the dress up until it was well over her hips.
The white panties she wore weren’t anything special, but they were lacy, and she knew for a fact he could see her lips through the transparent material.
“Christ, Sasha.” He flicked his eyes to hers for a second before dropping them back between her splayed legs. Taking her ankles in his hands he brought them up until her feet rested on the counter.
Gripping her knees, he spread her thighs as wide as they would go. Her labia parted, but embarrassment wasn’t an emotion she felt at the moment. She was too aroused and needy for any of that. “I can see your fucking pussy through your panties.” His hard pants tickled the base of her throat.
He continued a downward path with his mouth, groaning every time she made a little noise of pleasure. He cupped her breasts and used his thumbs to brush them back and forth over her nipples, causing them to stiffen further.
Before she could catch her breath, his mouth was on her breasts, sucking her right one through the thin material of her dress then going to her left one. The fabric was wet, and when he continued moving lower, she saw her stiff nipples clearly through the white fabric.
“God, you are trying to kill me, Sasha.”
He must have likedwhat he saw because he moved back up and latched onto her breasts once more. Her clit pulsed in time with his sucking mouth.
“Tell me if feels good for you, Sasha.” His words were muffled against her chest.
“It feels so good, Jonas.” She speared her hands in the dark strands of his hair and gave them a hard tug.
“I’m about to make you feel a hell of a lot better, sweets.” She didn’t have to wait and wonder what he meant because in the next second his mouth was on her lace-covered mound.