“She left twenty minutes ago. You and I are all alone.” He deposited her on the king-size bed in the master suite. “Finally.”
“We’ve been alone these last four days,” she reminded him, sliding his shirt buttons free.
He tugged the thin strap off her shoulder and buried his face in her neck. Her scent had been driving him crazy all night. It reminded him of two days ago when he’d...
JT’s brain short-circuited. Her busy hands had unfastened his zipper and slipped inside his pants to cup him. He groaned, his erection growing impossibly hard beneath her clever touch.
“Slow down,” he commanded, snagging her wrists and pinning them onto the pillows above her head. “We have all night.”
“But I need you now.” She slowly gyrated her hips in the way she knew made him crazy. “And we’re both ready. Why can’t you just go with it?”
Because he’d been going with it for four days and had yet to learn all he wanted to about pleasing her. Their chemistry was so explosive. He’d never been with anyone like her. Eager, passionate, sexy as hell. She could look at him from across the room and he’d want her. His obsession grew worse every day. It interfered with his ability to focus at work and distracted him from the purpose of their marriage in the first place: gaining the stock he needed to oust his father.
“You want me to go with it?” he asked, rolling off the bed so he could strip off his shirt, pants and underwear.
“Very much.” She watched him with greedy eyes as she got to her knees and stripped off her fancy cocktail dress. Clad in a strapless bra and silk bikini underwear, she waited for him in the middle of the bed, her hands on her hips in brazen challenge.
“Very well.” His smile acknowledged that if she wanted to play, he could too. “Turn and face the headboard.”
Surprise and uncertainty flickered in her eyes for a moment, but after a short hesitation she did as he asked. Peering at him over her shoulder, she asked, “Like this?”
“Just like that.”
He moved onto the bed and came up behind her. Her beautiful back was a feature he’d not had much opportunity to explore these past few days and it was worth his attention. The first thing he did was pop the catch on her bra so he could appreciate her delicate spine without hindrance.
The elastic that held the bra in place had created indentations on her skin. He bent his head and kissed the marks while drawing his fingertips along her narrow shoulders. She quivered beneath his light touch and her breath hissed out in a long sigh.
Little by little she relaxed as his fingers explored the contours of her shoulder blades, lightly massaged her nape and drifted down her arms. As he sucked on the place where her neck and shoulder came together, she leaned back against him and savored the prod of his erection against her butt.
“That’s nice,” she murmured, arms straight at her sides, palms resting on his thighs. “But what can I do for you?”
“Enjoy this. That’s all I ask.”
Violet didn’t ask what this was. She was feeling lazy and aroused. Her skin was delighted to receive all the consideration JT was lavishing on it. Despite the insistent throbbing between her thighs, she hoped he’d treat her entire body to the same attention to detail.
“You have a beautiful back. I love the dimples right here.” He pointed out the particular spot with a soft caress.
“You know there’s a whole ’nother side of me that would love some attention.”
He kissed her neck. “Such as?”
“My breasts.”
Following her command, he grazed his palms up her sides. She caught her breath as his long fingers stroked across her sensitive nipples, and exhaled as he swallowed her fullness in his hands.
“Better?”
“Much.”
“Where else would you like me to touch you?”
She sucked her lower lip between her teeth and bit down as his hands moved over her abdomen and caressed the tops of her thighs. She rotated her hips as the ache built deep in her loins. Undulating waves of longing pulsed through her.
“Here.”
Shaking with need, she snagged his strong hands and urged them toward her mound. He’d knelt with his knees on either side of hers. Now, he nudged her thighs apart, spreading her legs wide, opening her. She gulped at the brush of cool air against her tender flesh. Anticipation of his possession aroused her still more until she thought she’d go mad with longing.
“JT, this is not fair.”
“What’s not fair?”
He turned her face toward him and rubbed his lips over hers, mingling their breath, but not giving her the satisfaction of his tongue. She wanted a deep, penetrating kiss. Something to momentarily take her mind off the painful throbbing at her core.