“Kyle…” It was all she could manage.
“Turn around, Jade.” The command was husky and gentle at the same time.
Jade took one last quick look in the mirror, her gaze dropping to just below her bikini line, to the dainty, but permanent reminder of her brief rebellion after Adam. The colorful but delicately etched butterfly was her most private, treasured indulgence, and one she’d never regretted.
But that didn’t mean she wasn’t the tiniest bit nervous about someone discovering her intimate secret for the first time.
Stepping from her panties, she turned and faced Kyle. He sat back on his heels, his hot gaze devouring every feminine detail of her body. Unable to remain unaffected by his bold perusal, she flushed from head to toe. Never had she felt so vulnerable. So susceptible. Physically and emotionally. She resisted the urge to snatch her chemise back up from the floor and cover herself.
He reached out and touched her, smoothed his splayed hands up her trembling thighs. “Ah, Jade, you’re perfect,” he murmured, his voice smoky with passion. His thumbs brushed over the brown curls protecting her femininity, slid sinuously into the dampness and heat of her body, and skillfully stroked her with the dewy moisture greeting his touch. “Absolutely perfect”
She moaned. Her head fell back and her body arched toward his questing fingers. Feeling a familiar sensation tingling in every vital, feminine spot, she reached out and grabbed his shoulders for support. When he slicked his thumb, warm and exquisitely wet from her, over her tattoo, her breath whooshed out of her lungs.
“You’re full of surprises, tiger, aren’t you?” There was a pleased smile in his dark voice. He leaned forward, pressed a hot, openmouthed kiss on her tattoo, and licked away the intimate moisture he’d just rubbed there as if sampling a rare delicacy.
Before she could recover from that shuddering, sensual onslaught, that soft, wicked tongue of his moved impatiently on, tasting her skin, swirling into her belly button, then lapped upward, to her breasts. He suckled her, teased her, tormented her with his mouth, his teeth, his tongue, until she was whimpering, gasping and rubbing against him in a shockingly wanton way. Never, in all her fantasies, could she have imagined such raw hunger, such burning need as she experienced with Kyle.
Gently he grasped the hands digging into the muscles along his shoulders and placed them on his chest. He lifted his head to look at her. The wild beating of his heart beneath her palm, and the tight line of his expression told of his restraint. The glittering heat in his gaze told of his desire for her…the same need that ran thick and molten through her veins.
Slowly he dragged her hands down honed muscles and hot skin. Her fingertips grazed over the light, sexy trail of hair swirling around his navel then disappeared beneath the front waistband of his jeans. He stopped there, removed his guiding hands from her slender wrists, then threaded all ten of his fingers through her hair, tilting her face up to his. “Undress me,” he dared in a soft whisper, and lowered his mouth to hers.
It was extremely difficult to accept a challenge, let alone concentrate on it when she felt as if she was drowning—in the slow, silken, heated pleasure of his kiss. Desperate with the need to have him as naked as she, to feel him deep inside her, she fumbled with the top button of his jeans and struggled to lower the zipper over the huge bulge tightening the front of his pants. She nearly cried out in relief when finally, the front placket spread open. Not wasting a second of time, she slid her flattened palms into the waistband of his jeans and boxer shorts, pushed them over his lean hips, slid the soft, faded material over his buttocks and down his hard, toned thighs.
Amazingly, without breaking the lush, seductive kiss, he managed, with a few growls of frustration that reverberated deliciously against her lips, to step from the confining denim and kick it aside.
She wrapped her hand around his shaft, and he shuddered and groaned into her mouth. She stroked the thick length of him in her palm, glanced her thumb over the plum tip, and was rewarded with a drop of moisture that made her realize just how close she was to driving him crazy.
It was a heady, exhilarating feeling, and she reveled in it.
Kyle sucked in a ragged breath as Jade continued to tease him to the brink of mindlessness. After weeks of dreaming about this moment, he wasn’t about to have the sizzling sexual buildup end in the palm of her hand. He’d like to think he had more finesse and control than a horny teenager, but that’s exactly how she made him feel, like a lust-crazed kid experiencing sex for the first time.
The familiar tightening in his loins warned him how close he was to an explosive orgasm. Grabbing her wrist, he jerked her hand away from his jutting flesh the same moment he broke their lengthy kiss. “Stop,” he hissed.
She looked up at him, her eyes wide and startled and brimming with confusion.
He swore mentally, disgusted with himself. Certainly Jade’s fantasy lover had never had so little self-control!
He needed to explain, to wipe away the doubt in her expression, and drummed up the patience to do so. “Sweetheart, I want you so badly that if you don’t stop touching me the way you are it’s going to be over before it even starts. Unfortunately, Charlie has a mind of his own, and when you touch him, the only thing he can think of is how soft and warm your hand is, and how much better it would feel to be deep inside you… The thought is powerful enough to make him think he is deep inside you.”
When his meaning caught on, strangled laughter caught in her throat.
“It’s the truth,” he stated, feigning indignation and biding time to allow his ardor to cool before they continued. Framing her face with his hands and staring deep into her eyes, he guided her back toward the bed.
“This first time it’s gonna be slow and easy.” His lips plucked at hers, drawing a soft sigh from her. He felt her soften, relax, and thought of the endless hours of pleasure that awaited them. “And later, it can be as fast and wild as you want it to be. We’ve got all night long, tiger…to make love, fulfill fantasies and do all the things to each other we’ve been wanting to do for months. That I’ve been wanting to do to you for months.”
“Yes,” she said as he pressed her down on the mattress. Her heated skin slid across the soft petals sprinkled over the sheet, releasing a lush, intoxicating fragrance of roses and aroused female flesh that went straight to his head. “Oh, yes.”
He lifted a brow as he knelt on the bed by her feet. The intensity of the moment had passed, but he liked this playful side of sex, too. “So, are you admitting there’s been a few things you’ve been wanting to do to me?” He picked up her right foot, pressed a kiss to the sensitive arch, then bit gently into the pad of flesh just beneath her toes.
She gasped, and from his vantage point he watched the muscles in her belly contract, could see her nipples peak as she arched her back sinuously. “Maybe one or two,” she all but purred.
“You can have your way with me later.” Smiling, he traced the gold anklet adorning her leg—the only thing she wore besides the rosy-hued flush painting her body. “Right now, I’m gonna show you what I’ve fantasized about doing to you.”
Skimming his hands up both her calves, he gently urged her legs apart and moved in between. Then, starting with her right leg, he pressed a damp kiss to the inside of her knee and leisurely nibbled and licked his way up the inside of her thigh. He gave the same treatment to her other leg. By the time he reached his ultimate destination, her body was taut and trembling, her breathing ragged.
“Kyle…” Her quivering voice held a wealth of vulnerability and uncertainties.
“Shh, sweetheart, let me,” he murmured. Splaying his hands on the inside of her slender thighs, he pressed his mouth against the heat between her legs, grazed his tongue along the satin-soft feminine folds of her body, wanting her to trust him in every elemental way.
And, incredibly, she did. He felt it in the gradual unfurling of tension in her limbs, tasted it in the sweet wonder of her body, heard it in the sexy, breathle
ss sounds she made. And, ultimately, he experienced it in her unequivocal surrender as he coaxed her to a slow, escalating climax, then sent her soaring over the edge.
She cried out and clutched a fistful of sheet and rose petals as her body writhed with the force of her release. Once her orgasm ebbed, once she could breathe without gasping, she tangled her fingers in his hair and tugged.
He looked up over her beautifully sprawled, satiated body, meeting eyes fever bright with desire. He continued to caress that ultrasensitive nub of flesh with his thumb, slid a finger deep enough to make her breath catch, and knew it would be so easy to make her come again.
“Tell me what you want, Jade.” The decision would be hers. He’d spend the night giving her every physical pleasure she could wish for short of the actual act of sex if that’s what she wanted.
“You,” she said softly. “I want you…I need you, inside me.”
A giant shudder reverberated through Kyle. Even in his passion-induced state, the significance of what she was offering, what she was asking for, didn’t elude him. Physically, she was giving him her body; emotionally, she was bestowing him with a gift more precious than anything anyone had ever given him before. Complete, unconditional trust. Honest faith. Possibly even love. And damn selfish as it seemed, he wanted everything she was willing to give. Which was everything missing from his life.
He reached for the protection he’d left on the nightstand earlier, but before he could sheath himself, her fingers curled around his wrist, stopping him.
She ran her tongue across her bottom lip. “I went on the Pill after we, umm…agreed to…”
Grinning at her shyness, he lowered his hard, aroused body over hers, threading his fingers through her hair. “I understand, and I’m thoroughly grateful. There’s nothing more I’d like than to have nothing between us.”
“Me, too.” Sighing blissfully, she closed her eyes, dragging her hands down the slope of his back. Automatically, openly, she wrapped her legs around his hips, cradling him close. His erection slipped against soft, damp flesh, unerringly found that place where two became one, and although every molecule within him screamed to thrust hard and deep, he held back.
Jade’s lashes lifted, a beguiling smile curling her mouth. “Has it been so long you’ve forgotten what to do?”
He laughed and started to say something about her sassy mouth, but he got distracted by a sudden discovery. “Hazel,” he murmured, awed by his discovery.
She frowned up at him.
“Your eyes,” he said, wondering why he hadn’t noticed earlier. Probably because he was so used to her hiding behind her colored contact lenses. “They’re hazel.”
“Yeah, they are,” she said shyly.
He smoothed his thumb along her jaw, guessing how difficult it had been for her to bare so much to him, and wondered what it meant in terms of her feelings for him. “They’re beautiful, Jade. Green and gold with just a hint of brown at the centers.”
Color rose in her cheeks at his compliment, which was endearing considering the other things he’d done to her tonight which hadn’t embarrassed her. “They’re very ordinary.”
“There is nothing ordinary about you.” Done talking, he kissed her. A long, wet, passionate kiss that stoked the banked fires within them, until Jade was moving restlessly beneath him, her legs urging him downward, her hands frantically urging his hips forward.
He pushed inside her, stretching her, groaning as her silky heat enveloped him until he was fully embedded inside her body. He was enraptured by the way she complemented him so perfectly. Moved by the fragile, emotional bond linking them in a far more meaningful way than a simple, casual affair.
There was nothing casual about the intense feelings this woman evoked in him. Nothing simple about wanting her in his life when he’d avoided commitment for all his adult years.
She gasped sharply as he began to move, her back arching toward him as he retreated, then returned, surging deep. He softened their kisses, murmured encouragements and darker suggestions, reached between their damp bodies and stroked her where they joined.
Her pleasure became his own. As he followed her into that dark, erotic abyss, he knew what it was like to need someone with every fiber of his being. Knew what it was to want to hold on and never let go. To feel so much, and still need more.
He felt it with Jade.
* * *
“Open up and say ahh,” Kyle cajoled.
Jade’s brows rose. “You don’t expect me to take all of that in my mouth, do you?”
“Naw,” he drawled, smiling wickedly. “Just a little at a time.”
Kneeling on the mattress in front of where he stood by the side of the bed, she regarded the tempting offering he held in his hand, while he contemplated just how tousled and incredibly bewitching she looked. After making love she’d donned the chemise he’d bought her; reluctantly, he’d granted her that small measure of modesty for now, though he did notice that she hadn’t bothered with the panties. The ribbons on the bodice were still untied, and a thin strap had fallen down one shoulder, giving him a titillating glimpse of her breasts and the way her nipples thrust against the stretchy lace.
Her sexy, kittenish pose reminded him of a page straight out of a centerfold magazine. She looked like every man’s carnal fantasy come to life, innocence blended with the hint of sin sparkling in those soft green-gold eyes of hers.
Tilting her head, she slid her tongue provocatively along her bottom lip. “Can I lick the chocolate off?”
His chuckle rolled into a masculine groan. “Tiger, you can do anything you like…and as much as I might enjoy watching that, it’s much better if you just try it the way it is.” He rubbed the smooth, chocolate-covered tip against her pink lips, still swollen from all the lusty kisses they’d shared earlier. “I was assured this is quite a delicacy.”
“Well, I suppose I can open myself to a new experience.” She parted her lips, and Kyle slowly, teasingly, slipped the candied wedge of peach into her mouth. Closing her eyes, she bit down. A groan of pure pleasure rolled into her throat as she savored the exotic flavor filling her mouth.
Kyle watched a delightful smile curve her lips, saw the ecstasy chasing across her features, and resisted the urge to pull her to him for a hot, peach-sweet kiss. He knew it would inevitably lead to him dragging her beneath him, nudging her thighs apart, and burying himself so deep inside her warmth and softness there would be no distinguishing where one ended and the other began.
The image caused his masculine parts to stir beneath the front of his boxer shorts. Soon, he thought, enjoying this simple moment of pleasure with Jade far too much for it to end just yet.
He rubbed the sticky-sweet peach along her lips. “More?”
Her lashes lifted slumberously. “Mmm. All of it.”
Continuing with their playful innuendo, he feigned shock. “Are you sure you can handle it all at once?”
Grasping his wrist, she brought the candied fruit to her lips. “Let’s try it and see.”
Not only did she eat the peach in one very sensual bite, she licked the melted chocolate from his fingers. She gave the task more attention than it warranted, yet stopped way too soon for his liking.
“That tasted…incredible.” She smiled up at him, like a contented feline who’d indulged in a bowl of rich cream. “You do wonderful things with peaches.”
He could think of at least a dozen other things he’d like to do with those peaches, to her…erotic, decadent games beyond her wildest fantasies. But kept them tucked away for another time.
He reached for the glass of chilled wine he’d put on the nightstand, next to the box of chocolate-covered peaches. “I aim to please,” he said, tipping the glass to her lips.
She swallowed a drink, then let her gaze roam appreciatively down his body. “Oh, you do.” Her voice was breathless.
He couldn’t help but feel a surge of male satisfaction. There was something about this woman that made him want to please h
er.
Settling himself on the bed next to her, and bringing the box of sweets and glass of wine with him, he propped himself up on his elbow.
“This adventure of yours was quite a surprise,” Jade said in between him feeding her bites of peaches and sips of wine. She crossed her legs, making herself more comfortable. “I’ve never felt so special. Thank you.”
He smiled. “You deserve to be spoiled, Jade. And I like doing it for you.”
She slanted him a look tinged with disbelief. “I never would have pegged you for a romantic.”
Before Jade, he hadn’t given much thought to indulging the women he’d dated. Had never let any of them close enough for his emotions to get tangled up in the relationship. “There’s a first time for everything.” Even love, he thought, growing used to the idea of giving Jade a part of himself he’d thought he was incapable of giving. “Besides, you’ve got a couple of surprises up your sleeve, too. Or should I say, hidden away in your panties.”
A blush stole across her cheeks, and she absently smoothed the hem of her chemise over her thighs. “I take it you’re referring to my tattoo.”
“Ummm…among a few other treasures hidden in your panties,” he said wickedly. Feminine wonders he’d thoroughly enjoyed. Definitely unexpected, though, had been her tattoo. “What made you do it, Jade?”
She shrugged. “Just a crazy, wild impulse.”
Her explanation seemed too simple. Too easy. “Something must have spurred that impulse. Or someone,” he added, suspecting the latter.
She looked away, pretending interest in a watercolor painting on the wall. He wasn’t fooled by her evasion. Unwilling to let her avoid this very important discussion, he gently grasped her chin and turned her face to his again. He saw the faintest hint of pain in her eyes, could see her reluctance to drag the past out in the open.
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