“Um…” She broke off when he took a step toward her. She took one back, but came up against the windowsill. She gripped it tight at her sides to steady herself.
He arched a brow.
She returned the gesture. “Because,” she said, feeling immature as she crossed her arms.
And aware. Let’s not forget extremely aware.
“
“I don’t feel like talking about it,” she repeated a little shakily when he slid his body to hers, sandwiching her between the sill and his hard form.
“So what
She bit her lip harder this time. No more blurting anything out! There was no point to it, no point in hashing this out.
“Then maybe we shouldn’t talk at all,” he decided, and slid his muscled thigh between hers, bringing it up high, making all her happy spots zing to life. While she was still absorbing that, he slid his hands in her hair, tugged her face close and kissed her.
13
To: Concierge
From: Housekeeping
Room 1212 has left a request for a pack of batteries. Please make sure they’re AAs.
EM PULLED BACK from Jacob’s mind-blowing kiss. “Okay, maybe we
When he stroked a strand of hair from her face and then left his fingers cupping her cheek she squeezed her eyes shut. “Jacob-”
“I loved watching you.”
“Butchering the veggies?”
“When you came.”
Her eyes flew open.
He smiled wickedly. “You always seemed surprised, every single time. The sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, watching you let go.”
Just his words flooded heat in her veins. “Stop.”
“Why are you always so surprised, Em?”
Nope. Talking was a bad idea, too. No more talking, no more kissing. In fact, no more staring at him, either, because he looked so good…
She shut her eyes again.
He stroked his fingers down her throat, then over her collarbone, pushing her sweater out of his way as he went.
Her nipples hardened but she nibbled on her lip and didn’t make a sound.
“Haven’t you ever come with a man before?”
That got her. Her eyes flew open. She shoved his hand away. “You are so full of yourself.”
“Have you?” Undeterred, his hands took each of hers, bringing them around her back, holding them there low on her spine, which brought her entire front up against his.
“Yes, I’ve come with a man before.” His gaze was so deep, so real. How could it be that he could let her in like this, and yet not keep her in? “But not like with you,” she admitted. “Never like with you.”
“What made it different?” His voice was low, husky.
Damn it, he was sucking her right back in. “Are you sure you want to hear this?” she asked, and saw the truth. No, he didn’t want to hear this. He didn’t want to know any of it, but he was as deeply shaken as she. And listening to her was the only chance he had of understanding.
Her own understanding nearly rose up and choked her. God, he was something, all confident and sexy as long as things were on his terms, in his comfort zone.
But as he had with her, she, too, had taken him beyond comfort, and the expression behind his eyes opened her heart and made it bleed. “
“What?” he whispered.
“Like the Fourth of July. A full fireworks display.” She looked into his eyes and saw the acknowledgement, that he felt the same. “It involves so much more than just our body parts. For me, it involves my heart.”
“Your two friends,” he said. “Is it this way for them?”
“I think so.”
“Seeing them like that made you hot.”
And she wasn’t the only one. She could feel him, heavy and hard against her. “They belong together, they have an undeniable connection. It makes me want such a thing for myself.”
His eyes grew dark, if that was even possible. “I can give you a connection.” Banding his arm around her, he lifted her. He sat her on the sill, then stepped between her legs.
“Jacob-”
“I want you again, Em. I can’t think with all this wanting.”
It melted her, and in spite of herself, she tilted her face up for his kiss, sighing as he met her more than halfway, leaning in, pressing his body flush to hers.
“I keep remembering last night,” she murmured when he took little bites out of her on his way over her throat. “How good it felt…”
“If I say I can’t remember, can we do it again?”
She let out a laugh-that backed up in her throat when he tugged her sweater down and exposed her bra, its front hook posing no problem for him. He just crouched in front of her, clicked the bra open, then let out a low breath of desire when her breasts popped free. Carefully, gently, he ran his stubbled cheek over one.
Her nipples puckered into a tight knot, wrenching another sound from Jacob’s throat. “You are so beautiful, Em.”
“Thank you, but I’m not sure-”
He sucked her nipple hard into his mouth and her thoughts skittered right out of her head.
“We probably shouldn’t-” She broke off on a moan when he bunched up her skirt and slid a hand between her legs. “Um…well, maybe.”
“Oh, yeah,” he murmured roughly, slipping her panties aside to sink a finger into her. Then another. “You’re already wet.” His thumb spread that wetness around while his fingers stroked her until her vision faded.
“Jacob-”
“I’ll buy you a new pair, I promise.” Then he tore the flimsy scrap of material away from her and tossed it over his shoulder.
It landed on his desk lamp.
“Jacob-” she choked, but then his fingers were back inside her, his thumb teasing her sensitive nub with little slippery passes while his mouth found her breast again. “Oh,” she whispered, unable to form words.
“I know.” With his fingers driving her to bliss, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for dear life as he took her to orgasm in less than sixty seconds.
“Again,” he demanded. He dropped to his knees. With wicked intent, he looked up at her, then stuck his head beneath her skirt. Holding her open with his fingers, he used his tongue to drive her right out of her mind.
Gasping, crying, she fell back against the window, her fingers digging into the wood sill as he took her to
