Her panties dampened at his unspoken promise of pleasure. The unmistakable look of lust in his eyes sent her heart into a frenzied rhythm as her body heated under his gaze. Her gaze dropped lower. The bulge against this zipper almost made her moan.
“What did you have in mind? Go Fish?” She licked her lips.
“Guess again.” His gaze roamed down her body. She was glad she’d worn the fitted shirt that showed off her curves.
“I don’t know. A board game maybe.”
He shook his head in a slow decided motion. “Something with less clothes.”
“Strip poker?”
“That does have an appeal, but I’m not sure I could concentrate on my hand.” His gaze met hers.
She reached out and ran her palm underneath his button-up shirt. Her fingers skated across hard muscle and smooth skin. He growled.
“Then maybe you can concentrate on my hand.” Her fingernail trailed up his chest and scraped his nipple. She felt the unmistakable tremble coarse through his body like a small earthquake.
He grabbed her hand, pressing her palm over his heart. His heartbeat was thunderous and she could feel it beat in his chest.
“You shouldn’t tease me like that.” His other hand slid down her waist and cupped her hip, nudging her closer.
Her body heated as need pooled between her legs. She wanted him, really, really bad.
His mouth slammed down across hers in heated passion that left her in a pool of need. She clutched his waist, holding for fear she’d be swept under the tidal wave of desire.
He groaned against her mouth and she ground her pelvis against his rock hard erection. His hands came down her back and palmed her ass and he lifted her into the air.
She wrapped her legs around his waist.
“I can feel how hot you are against my skin.” He murmured against her neck and nipped the delicate skin.
“Do that again. Bite me again.” With every scrape of his teeth across her skin it upped her pleasure tenfold.
“You like that, baby?” He nipped her flesh again.
“Yes.” She tightened her legs around his waist, feeling every sinewy muscle against her thigh. “I need you inside me now.”
He devoured her mouth with his kiss as he carried her into his bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and pressed his body along the length of hers. He rolled off, but she tried to drag him back.
“I need your clothes off.” His voice was raspy as he lifted her top and tugged it over her head. Next came her jeans. She lay before him in only in her bra and underwear.
“Red.” His pupils dilated.
She glanced down at her fire-engine red matching thong and bra. She had bought it months ago and never bothered wearing it. She didn’t have a reason to. Not until now.
She gazed into his eyes, brimming with lust so violent she was afraid she wouldn’t get enough.
Sucking up her courage, she ran her trembling hands up to her breasts and cupped them. His eyes followed the motion like an animal tracking its prey.
“Do you like that?” she whispered. Her heart beat in her ears like rushing ocean waves and she was pretty sure she was going to stop breathing from lack of oxygen in the room.
“Yes.”
He sat mesmerized and unmoving.
“Jayden, take your clothes off.”
He blinked and moved off the bed at her command. Keeping his gaze on her, he unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his powerful broad shoulders. He moved to his jeans sliding them off his hips until he stood there before her naked.
He was magnificent. Big and broad like a linebacker yet sleek like a cover model. For this moment, he was all hers.
“Touch yourself.” His sharp words bit into her internal daydream.
She blinked as her face heated at his command. He reached down and circled his straining erection and stroked. Her breathing came in pants and she couldn’t look away from his hand slowly moved along his shaft.
She slowly slid one hand down her stomach keeping her gaze locked on him. He growled as she reached the lace of her panties.
Dark pleasure shot through her as her finger brushed across her clit.
“Yeah. Like that. That’s fucking hot.” He growled low and deep.
Her breath hitched as her other hand circled her hardened nipple, teasing until she was burning with need. She pinched the hardened bud between her fingertips. A moan escaped her lips as pleasure zinged through her body.
A low groan of satisfaction erupted from Jayden’s lips. His breathing had turned to a pant.
Fiery lust sparked from his blue eyes. He looked predatory and strong and gorgeous.
“Show me how you touch yourself when no one is looking, baby. When you are alone in your bed and you’ve pulled those sweet little panties off and you need to find some relief.”
She swallowed. He was going to make her come with only his voice and vivid commands.
While her fingers plucked her erect nipple, her other hand slid under the waistband of her lace panties, her slickness coating her fingertips. She pressed her lips together, stifling a moan.
“Don’t. I want to hear every little sound of pleasure you make.” Jayden moved closer.
She circled her clit and stopped, afraid she was going to come too fast.