The tiniest groan escaped from deep in his throat and their kiss intensified. Bodie clung to her and it gave her a surge of confidence. She held his neck, but let one hand cascade down his ribs to explore more of him, seeking his rippling abs, and the growing bulge beneath her. He wanted her and she could feel him pressing into her inner thigh. At this point, her own heat had grown ten-fold and she felt ready to take things to the next level.
Her hand moved lower to stroke him between the legs and let him know what she desired and what she was willing to give him to get it. Bodie moved with calm controlled speed, much the way he did when he worked at a scene. Always sure of himself.
His hand stopped hers and his lips left the delicate spot beneath her ear. Even as he halted their progress toward physical fulfillment, he didn’t pull away, remaining chest to chest and keeping her close.
“Slow down,” he said next to her ear.
Treasure didn’t want to slow down. She wanted to peel his shirt off and unbutton his jeans and have her way with him. She’d never given much thought to what Bodie would be like to sleep with and now that they’d kissed she knew he could drive her straight to fifth gear with ease. Hell no, she didn’t want to slow down.
She stilled her breath as she considered how to approach this unwanted request. With her hand captured beneath his, she clenched her fingers lightly but firmly on him.
“I don’t think you can handle me,” she said, tossing his own words from earlier back at him. Still straddled over his lap, she pressed down and scooted her hips forward a couple of inches, grinding her pelvis against his. “Either do me, or don’t, but I won’t beg for it. What do you say to that?”
“I say, you’re not going to get away with whatever it is you’re used to getting. Not from me. We’re doing this together or not at all, Treasure. I don’t sleep around and I won’t use you for a quickie.”
“Damn it.” She slumped back slightly and thought she better get off him. “I guess I made a mistake. I thought you were feeling this as strongly as I am.” She made a move to the side but Bodie grabbed her hips and held her in place.
“You want me to sleep with you and then pretend nothing happened?” he asked.
She didn’t know what to say. In a weird way, that was exactly what she had in mind, but when he put it like that, it sounded impersonal and meaningless. She felt confused for a second and suddenly didn’t know what she wanted. The throbbing pressure between her legs lessened by the second and her body heat plummeted.
He raised his hand and she thought he was letting her slide over onto the couch, but instead he placed the pads of his fingers to her jaw and turned her head so he could look into her eyes. She was more than reluctant to face him now. Emotional confusion battled against her baser needs and she didn’t know what to say.
“You’re not wrong,” he said and shifted beneath her so she could clearly feel how hard he still was. “There’s plenty of compatibility here.” He raised his fingers, brushing her cheek with a feather light touch and tucking her hair behind her ear. He moved in to kiss the side of her neck. “Why rush it? We have all night.” He teased her back with nimble fingers. “If you’re going to be my downfall tonight, then it’s going to be memorable. You want to remember why feeling alive is worth it. This is the only way I know how to accommodate us both.”
“You’re pretty chatty for a drunk guy,” Treasure said as she tipped her head back to allow him better access to the front of her body.
“I’m only setting the boundaries before one of us accidentally crosses a line we didn’t know existed. And I’m not drunk. If you are, then we should probably wait until you’re sober.”
“I’m not. Buzzed maybe, but in full control of myself.”
“I’m glad to hear it.”
As he worked his lips below her collar bone she asked, “You’re not into a bunch of freaky stuff are you?”
Bodie was nearing her breast and she wanted to feel him skim over the sensitive skin with his mouth. Her nipples stood erect through the fabric of her shirt. Arching her back became her not-so-subtle response to his lips.
“Are you asking because you want me to be, or because you don’t?”
She smiled and her curiosity peaked. Was her coworker secretly into a little BDSM? “Are you about to ask me to dress up like a bisexual dragon and then tie me to the bed?”
“Holy crap, Treasure. How did you know?” Bodie leaned back, abandoning the quivering swell of her breast, and looked up wearing shock and surprise on his face. “I was going to save that until we had our safe word.”
He very nearly pulled off the ruse, but Treasure had joked with him enough to know his sarcasm.
“Seriously though, let’s get it all on the table before I slip off your shorts,” she said.
“If you want it on the table I can do that, but I won’t be tying you up. That’s not how I roll.”
“Good, because I don’t like being restrained. Anything else besides not hurrying?” she said and circled her hips to nudge him once more. She wanted to return to kissing and sooner would be better than later.
“No matter what happens we’ll still be friends tomorrow, right?”
“If this goes as well as I think it will, we’ll be still be friends, Bodie. And we’ll be friends with benefits.” She placed her hand against his chest, grabbed his shirt, and brought her lips to his. Just because her urgency pushed her toward a quick climatic finish didn’t mean she had to comply. Treasure could take her time and let the sensuality linger if he thought it was important. Maybe Bodie had the right idea and making it last would be more satisfying in the end. Treasure was willing to experiment and find out.
Their kiss deepened and Treasure’s heartbeat rose as did the pulsing between her thighs. Bodie’s hand caressed her midriff and trailed lower to cup her swollen mound. A gasp stole her breath and she rethought her previous assumption that she could slow down the pace. Perhaps she didn’t have much, or any, control over her needs after all. It was as if Bodie could read her mind and as she reached to pull off his shirt he tilted her off him and slid her onto the couch at his side. She wanted to grab him and pull him down on top of her, but he was on his feet before she had a chance.
He gave her a grin that said everything and nothing. It was mischievous, but desire and hunger blazed in the depths of his sexy eyes. He peeled off his shirt and tossed it at her playfully.
“Is it like that then?” she asked and suppressed a giggle at the thought of him stripping for her.
“No,” he said with a shake of his head. “Not unless you go first,” he added with a teasing and suggestive wiggle of his brows.
“Hmmm…I’m a little tipsy to be table dancing and stripping.”
“Maybe next time,” he said and walked over to the bed at the back of the cabin.
Treasure watched him take the quilt and move over to the fireplace where he laid it out on the floor. He added a couple of split logs to the fire and blew gently until a fresh lick of flame rose. Then he returned to the couch, grabbed the remote control, and switched the movie off in trade for the satellite music. Bodie bent down and scooped her off the couch and settled her against his chest. Instead of placing her down on the blanket in front of the crackling fire, he moved to the dining table and sat her on it.
“That’s the second time you’ve brought up the table. I think you have a subconscious table fetish brewing inside you.”
She leaned back and placed her hands flat on the table top looking up at him. “I didn’t think I did,” she said.
“We can find out if you want.”
He bent over her and resumed kissing her like no one had ever kissed her before. He cupped the back of her neck and drove his tongue deep into her mouth. Treasure liked the strength in his kiss and his strong hand holding her close to him. His other hand sought more of her and he caressed her breast tenderly at first and then a little rougher when she nipped at his lower lip. He stopped kissing her long enough to ease her shirt
over her head. Bodie bent down even lower and took her nipple between his lips. Her satin and lace bra suddenly became enemy number one and she desperately wished it would vanish so nothing would stand between her and his skillful tongue. Treasure wrapped her legs around his and pulled him in closer to the edge of the table so his pelvis would be next to hers. The table tipped and she nearly fell on the floor.
“Whoop!” she yelped and leaned back to right herself and the table.
Bodie gripped her thighs and pushed her back another few inches so she was more centered and the table more stable.
“This is interesting,” he said as he looked her over.
He leaned forward and took her mouth once again. As he kissed her senseless, Treasure quivered with delight as his hands slid down her sides to the waistband of her pajama bottoms. In the next few seconds, he had her pants off and was working at lowering her panties too. For someone who wanted to move slowly, this felt awfully fast to Treasure. She wasn’t about to start complaining.
She moaned into his mouth as he slipped a finger into her most sensitive parts. He rewarded her by slipping in another of his long and thick fingers and working them expertly inside her.
She didn’t need any more coaxing because she was ready for him. The problem was he still had his pants on. Treasure needed to resolve this issue and reached down to get a grip on his waistband. He pulled away from her grabby hand and she knew if she moved too close to the table edge the blasted thing would tip again.
“Umm…,” she hummed, trying to find her voice. “Fair is fair,” she said as she attempted to get to his jeans again.
“It will be fair later. Right now, it’s your turn,” he said as his fingers moved in and out and around another incredibly sensitive spot between her thighs.
She couldn’t hold in the whimper as he teased her with his hand and then moved back to a nipple with his clever mouth. He used his free hand to spread her legs wider and then Bodie was kissing her stomach. He continued moving lower, tickling, teasing, and tasting her flesh until he moved to her mound and kissed her swollen and oh-so-sensitive folds.
Treasure was on the brink of release as he rose to his full height, pulled her forward, kissed her hard and deep on the mouth, and lifted her from the table. She wrapped her legs around him and wished he were as naked from the waist down as she was.
“Sorry,” he said as he carried her across the room.
“You don’t sound particularly sorry,” Treasure managed to say as she hung onto to his neck. She was in such a state of frenzy she couldn’t think clearly about why he was carrying her anywhere.
“I wasn’t finished,” he said as he stopped in front of the fireplace and lowered her to her feet.
“Neither was I,” she murmured.
“Sorry for moving you again, but I couldn’t do that properly over there. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt when we broke the flimsy table.”
“So heroic, aren’t you?” she said against his chest. Her legs trembled and her heart fluttered inside her chest. It took only a second to realize he was more or less still holding her up even as he continued to caress her back and sides. Her core throbbed and she became aware that he’d done it again. Left her needing and lusting for more just when she was about to careen over some unseen cliff of desire. Her hands roamed up his body and then she raked her nails down his back, not hard enough to make him bleed, but hard enough to make him feel it.
“You devious teasing jerk,” she said and reached for the button on his pants. “You will take your pants off now, or I’m going to take care of my own orgasm.”
“When you put it like that,” he said sounding mildly offended. “I guess I have to.”
There was a cunning twinkle in his eye – it made him that much sexier and that much more infuriating. He didn’t stop Treasure this time as she lowered his zipper and pushed his pants down over his hips. She didn’t stop there and lowered his briefs as well.
In the firelight, Bodie could have been a golden statue of a god. She sucked in a breath when she saw his perfection. He was more than gorgeous and she could have wept and paid homage to the gods for gifting her this incredible gift of pleasure.
Okay, enough, she told herself. She would be gushing aloud over his magnificence in the next second if she didn’t rein it in like right this second. Treasure guided him to step out of the pool of clothes at his ankles and then ran a finger around his middle. Just to be sure she wasn’t imagining his male splendor, she walked around him and looked at every angle. Stopping behind him, she traced a line over his sculpted ass with a fingernail and watched the goose bumps rise over his flesh. Then she continued her full circle and stopped in front of him admiring every inch of him including his thick, long erection. She brushed her lips against his pecs and tasted his nipple by flicking the tip of her tongue over it.
His hands rested against her hips but when he reached for her breast she pushed his hand away. It was her turn and she was going to take her time now that she fully grasped what she had in front of her.
“I need a minute,” she said. “I’m supposed to be taking my time, remember?”
He cleared his throat and took a steadying breath.
Her hands roved over his athletic body and settled on his waist. But she didn’t stop there and moved over his cheeks and back around again to settle on his shaft. She stroked down his length and back up again watching with pleasure and appreciating the size of him. Treasure looked up at his face and saw him watching her with equal interest and heady desire. The intensity in his eyes was maybe the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. She stroked him again and this time they watched each other’s faces instead of his member.
“Now who’s being the tease?” he said, his voice husky.
“Just learning my way around.”
He raised his hands and she didn’t stop him this time as he unfastened her bra with ease and then slipped the straps down over her arms. “As am I,” he said staring at her creamy flesh.
She felt her nipples harden even more and the wetness between her legs increased just from him looking at her. Then he was crushing his mouth against hers and his hands were everywhere. The way he fondled and teased her was enough to drive her insane with arousal.
She wanted, no, she needed to return the favor of oral pleasure, and she lowered to her knees and took him into her mouth. Never had she felt the urge so strongly to taste a man, but Bodie somehow brought it out in her. She was relentless and couldn’t seem to get enough of him.
He ran his hands through her hair and groaned. Bodie all but forced her to stop as he gently pulled away from her and lowered them to the floor. They stretched out on the quilt and Bodie brought his mouth to Treasure’s chest. He kept her hand away from his pulsing member, in an attempt to delay his release for as long as possible. He kissed her breasts and her stomach and then worked his way higher until he took her earlobe between his teeth. He turned her on her side and snuggled up behind her, trailing kisses over the back of her neck and across her shoulders. She wiggled her backside against him and he slipped his shaft between her legs. He was so close to entering her and she was so ready. So willing. So wet.
“Do you have a condom?” she asked as she ran her hand over his ripped quads and hamstrings.
He continued placing sensuous kisses against her skin and didn’t answer.
Bodie’s hand roamed over her breast and then trickled down her side before he rolled over onto his back. “I don’t have one.”
She turned over being careful of her shoulder and pressed her naked body against the length of him. “Don’t go anywhere,” she said, running her hand over his chest and then pushed herself up. “I might have some,” she said as she stepped away from their nest on the floor.
The silence inside the cabin was filled only with the sizzle of the fire and the music playing on the television. Treasure didn’t want his hands off her or hers off of him. The yearning need rolling through her was like nothing she had experienced before. Bo
die’s hands and mouth were making her feel almost desperate. The intensity should have scared her. Treasure made it a habit to never get attached to any man. Needing someone only led to pain and disappointment. She liked being in control of her dating life, and sex life, but he was changing something inside her. The change felt exciting.
She returned with a strip of condoms she’d found in the bottom of her bag.
“Apparently you’re not the only one who comes to the mountains prepared,” she said as she looked him over in the firelight.
He lay on his back with his knees bent and no sign of self-consciousness. His eyes were trained on her with equal concentration. She felt her nipples pucker as he watched her. She ripped the small square package open as she stepped over him and sank to her knees straddling him once again. Oh god, she knew she was going to enjoy this and she definitely liked having him beneath her.
His hands moved to her hips and then across her ribcage to caress her breasts. He was gentle as he cupped her with his sturdy hands and then caught a nipple between his thumb and finger. She moved with deliberate slowness as she unrolled the condom down over him. Then it was no holds barred as she rose up and slipped down over his length until he was completely inside her. He grabbed her ass as her body clenched around him and she nearly lost herself with one glorious stroke. Bodie leaned up on an elbow and pressed a massive hand against her back so her chest came forward. He took a breast into his mouth as he lifted his hips up so he was even deeper inside her.
She began to move against him and they quickly found a rhythm that had Treasure alternating between moans of pleasure and whimpers of disbelief. He thrust and swirled against her in ways she’d never experienced. She could ride these new sensations forever. The rise of her pleasure couldn’t be measured and when she finally reached the crest of this new found splendor she flew over the edge.
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