“Your elbow? Is it still sore?”
“A little.” She breathed the words into his mouth. His cock reacted in heated anticipation to the raw ache of lust in her voice.
He offered her a tender smile as his heart twisted. “I feel responsible for your injury.” His voice sounded much deeper, even to himself.
Her pretty tongue swiped her lower lip, moistening it. She gave him a genuine smile that seeped into his soul and filled him with longing. God, she took his breath away.
Her mouth twisted. “Well, you should. You are the one who bowled me over.” Her melodic voice was colored with need and rolled over him.
Jay chuckled and brushed his knuckles over her warm cheeks. “Then maybe I should be the one to kiss it better.” He traced her lips with the pad of his thumb.
She parted her plump lips, but he didn’t wait for an invitation. Instead, he swallowed her responses with his mouth. A low growl sounded in his throat as his lips crashed down on hers. Hard. Possessively.
She opened for him and drew his tongue into her mouth, urging him on. Small hands reached out to touch his naked upper body. Tentatively at first, then bolder when he moaned his approval. She slid her fingers over his shoulders, down his sides, and then slipped her hand between their bodies so she could cradle his throbbing erection.
Holy fuck!
His blood raced. His heart hammered. His cock grew another inch.
Lost in the erotic sensations, Jay trailed kisses over her jaw, her neck, and lower. Jesus, her heat scorched him. He touched her all over, yet couldn’t seem to get enough of her. He didn’t just want to taste her gorgeous body. He needed to taste her.
Using small, determined movements, she stroked his stiff cock through his swim trunks, making it difficult to maintain a rational thought.
His knees buckled and he forced them to straighten.
“Oh God, Jay. The serum. Last night. Lingering effects.” Her voice sounded broken, fractured.
She was speaking, saying something to him, but between the mad pounding of his heart, the drumming in his ears, and her choppy words, he couldn’t comprehend anything.
In his haze of lust it took all his effort not to tear her sexy panties off and have his wicked way with her. Before he gave in to such indulgence, he needed to slow down, to do this right.
For her.
Jay shook the buzz from his head, took deep gulping breaths, and worked to maintain what little control he had left before it was completely obliterated.
He sank to his knees, skimmed his fingers over her sleek bare legs, and then wrapped his hands around her waist, holding her tight against him as he breathed in her scent.
He glanced up at her and drew a fueling breath. “Does it hurt anywhere else, Laura?”
Sagging against him, she gave a quick nod and skated her hands over his flesh, brushing his hair from his face. Moisture pebbled their skin, melding their bodies as one.
He became unhinged as her eyes moved over his body and caressed him with sultry heat. A fine tremor rippled down his spine.
He closed his eyes against the flood of emotions.
“Show me, and I’ll kiss it better.” His voice dropped an octave.
Green eyes darkened and burned with lust. Her breath came in a ragged burst. “I ache here.” Her sweet scented breath fanned his face as she exhaled. Hands shaking, she cupped her full breasts in offering. Her fingers surfed over her puckered buds as though attempting to relieve the ache.
Sweet Jesus! Pleasure engulfed him. Jay shackled her hands and anchored them to her sides as his mouth found her hard, distended nipple. He kissed her and brushed his tongue over one engorged pebble through the silky fabric. Using his teeth he nipped her material and tucked it under her breast, freeing her mounds from their constrictive confines.
“So beautiful.” He blew a warm breath over her quivering flesh.
“Oh, Jay,” she whispered, arching into his mouth. The fire in her eyes licked him from head to toe.
He growled and began lapping at her with hungry strokes, greedily pulling her taut nipple between his teeth, sucking, nibbling, and relishing the taste until her moans of pleasure merged with his. Turning his attention to her other breast, he treated it to the same tongue bath. God, he loved how they swelled in his mouth.
As though in a bid to ease another deep ache inside her, she rubbed her sex against him. The movement was slight, but it hadn’t gone unnoticed.
He glanced up at her and raised a brow. “Does it hurt somewhere else, Laura?”
Her chest rose and fell in an erratic pattern, her breath sounding labored. She blinked. “Yes,” she admitted.
Jay inched back and rested his hands on her hips. “Touch yourself, Laura. Touch yourself and show me exactly where it hurts,” he commanded in a gentle voice.
Without pause, Laura trailed her hands over her body until she reached the apex of her legs. “Here, Jay. It hurts here.” He heard the impatience, the need in her voice.
It thrilled him, the way she played along. Warmth settled low in his gut as everything in him reached out to her. She did strange things to his insides. Foreign emotions pressed against his heart, causing it to tighten.
He took a fortifying breath and worked to keep his voice level. “Would you like me to kiss it better?”
He watched her throat as she swallowed. Her legs widened involuntarily. “Oh yes…” came her breathy reply. “I would definitely like for you to kiss it better.” Her dark lashes fluttered shut.
Seeing her this excited made his body pulse and throb in sweet agony. His muscles clenched with the tension of an orgasm.
He curled his fingers around the lacy scrap of material and tugged it aside, exposing her sweet sex. Leaning in, he inhaled her aroused scent. His nostrils flared. The intensity of his desire for her was most frightening.
He pulled open her dewy lips for a closer
