Jake sucked in a deep breath, and she watched as his eyes burned her naked body. Starting at her feet and pausing between her legs, then her breasts, he continued up until his gaze met hers. Her nipples tingled at the thought of his touch, but he didn’t touch them.
Instead he framed her face in his big hands and traced the crease of her lips with his tongue, silently asking for entrance. The answer was yes. Utterly and completely, yes. He kissed her long and deep, making love to her mouth until the only thing holding her up was his arm banded around her back.
Her nipples rasped against his cotton shirt, her thighs against his jeans. She needed his clothes off, wanted to feel his hot flesh against her own, but then his hand moved lower, slipped between her legs and she couldn’t speak. He devastated her with his kiss and his touch until she was trembling in his arms. When he lifted her off her feet and to the bed, she was on fire, begging.
Still clothed, he braced himself over her, his hands planted on either side of her head and a reckless craving burst inside of her. He was so beautiful, so male with his hard body, but with soft eyes that reached right out and touched her heart.
She pulled at his shirt, sighed when her hands found skin. Then sighed again when he stripped it over his head. His body rippled with strength she yearned to explore. And she did. His sculpted abs and chest, his broad shoulders and powerful arms. Before she was finished, he took her hands and pinned them above her head. His eyes burned into hers and a fiery heat curled low in her belly.
Then he surprised her by reaching out and gently brushing the hair back from her face. If she thought sex with Jake would be fast and powerful, she was wrong. Wrong about the fast, but Jake’s touch was powerful in a way that took over all her senses, her thoughts, her breath.
“God, Paige. Do you have any idea how badly I want you?”
He kissed her again while his hands roamed every inch of her body. His slow exploration left nothing undiscovered, and she turned to liquid under his skilled hands.
She clutched at his shoulders, speared her fingers into his hair, and held on when he turned his attention to her breasts. He drew them into his mouth, licked, played, and teased until she was at the edge. It was all new, all of it and only for Jake. His hand skated down, tracing a line over her stomach, skipping the important parts and caressing the inside of her thighs until she wanted to scream.
He teased her for what seemed like hours, showing her all the ways and places he could touch her. With his long, skilled fingers between her legs, he brought her to the edge until she was crying out at the unfamiliar pressure building inside her.
She whimpered when he slid away to leave a slow, damp trail of kisses from her breast to her mound. With her body quivering under his lips, he whispered as he went, words of patience and all he was going to do to her. His wide shoulders forced her thighs open to him, and he did all those things and more, showing her an entirely new kind of pleasure until she did cry.
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JT took a condom from a dresser drawer, and sat on the side of the bed to strip out of his pants, removing his prosthesis as he went. He had a split second of indecision about putting his leg back on then he looked back at Paige, let his eyes roam over her curves laid out for him in the soft lamplight, and he stopped thinking.
He rolled on the condom with Paige watching him, her eyes dark with desire and her sexy mouth curved in a contented smile. Coming over her, he kissed her shoulder and across her chest until her eyes fluttered closed. Her face was flushed and he got a deep satisfaction knowing it was from him. “You’re so beautiful.” Her skin was hot and damp from earlier, and he licked a path along her neck, sighing at the taste of her.
He hadn’t even been inside her yet and already nothing else compared. He drew her breast into his mouth, feasted on one, then the other, and finally found her sweet mouth again. He’d never gone slow, never taken his time to explore a woman’s body. He’d never wanted to. Until Paige. Even knowing they were both more than ready, he held off, drawing it out until she was begging. When he rested his lips at her pulse, he felt her heartbeat racing, felt her tremble.
He raised his head and lightly skimmed the back of his hand over her cheek. Paige might be tough, but she was also soft, so soft. “I won’t hurt you.”
“I know.”
He kissed her cheeks, her temple, then stared deep into her eyes, knowing more than anything he wanted her trust.
“You’re shaking.” He rested his forearms on either side of her head and studied her face. “I know you’ve done this before.”
She half smiled at his obvious statement. “It’s been a long time.”
“How long?”
“It was only that once,” she said softly, not looking at him.
“Paige.” Just once and she’d gotten pregnant and given up being a young and carefree girl to become the woman he was falling for. He kissed her again, slowly, tenderly, wishing he’d been that one other time. “You can still tell me to stop.”