Page 59 of Unlikely Guardian

“I already have.”

Without further words, she put her mouth to his.

And Lilly kissed him.

OH, MAN. This was so not good.

At least that’s what Jason’s mind told him. But the rest of him heartily disagreed. It wasn’t just good. It was better than good. Exactly what he wanted.

Just when he thought he couldn’t take any more without breaking, Lilly stopped the kiss. Maybe to catch her breath. Maybe to give him time to do something about this. And she stood there, staring at him, looking better than any woman had a right to look.

Her hair was loose, resting at her shoulders on the thin straps of her mist-green dress. And her eyes were making offers that he couldn’t refuse. Everything about her, that face, those eyes, her mouth, called to him.

Cursing himself, cursing their situation, cursing fate and just plain cursing, Jason did the very thing that he knew he’d almost certainly regret. He gave in to the moment. Gave in to all the wants and all the primitive needs that were clawing their way free. He gave in to her.

He pulled Lilly to him. Knowing there was no turning back. Not caring. And knowing he would care and have regrets later. Still, that didn’t stop him.

With the slight shift of movement, their bodies came together again. His pressed against hers. Her right leg wedged between his. They adjusted. Moved. So they could get as close as two people could possibly get. So they could do something about this ache. This need.

And the battle started.

Her mouth took his. Her lips moving against his. Not a soft gentle kiss of comfort. Not this. There was no comfort in the sensual moves of her mouth. This was all heat, fueled with lethal adrenaline and emotion.

Because he wanted more, and he wanted it now, he somehow managed to get her dress unzipped. It wasn’t easy. His hands weren’t too steady, and Lilly made things more difficult with the kisses that she was lavishing on his neck. A definite sensitive spot for him, and she’d figured that out right away. She kissed, using her tongue, pulling him tightly against her body. Drowning him in her scent.

Jason shoved her dress down to expose her bra. White lace. Definitely not modest, either. It kicked up his heart rate. Revved his body. Nearly made him beg. He took a moment to admire it and the woman beneath it before he caught the straps and lowered them, as well, to expose her breasts. She was small, firm.

Perfect.

Keeping his gaze connected with hers, he slowly lowered his mouth to one of her rosy nipples and nipped it with his teeth. A sharp gasp and Lilly grabbed him by the hair and pulled him to her, forcing him, until he took that nipple into his mouth. Leaving it shiny wet and pebbly hard, he gave the other one the same attention. She gasped. A sound of pleasure. And actually did some begging of her own.

It still wasn’t enough.

Jason had to have more of her. All of her. Lilly obviously felt the same because she suspended her kisses, and struggling for position, went after his T-shirt. Like his, her movements were fast and frantic. It was a race. Against what, Jason didn’t know, but it didn’t matter. All he knew was that they had to have each other.

While she dragged his T-shirt off him, Lilly moved against him. Body against body. It was like striking a match. What little control he had left went straight out the window. He grabbed her by the hips and brought her roughly and precisely against him, aligning them.

“Jason,” she whispered. She made a throaty sound of approval. “Yes.”

He’d never been happier to hear a yes, and he was especially pleased that it had an urgency to it. He completely understood that urgency.

“I can’t wait,” she said. And she meant it.

Lilly kicked off her strappy sandals and went after his zipper. She succeeded. And she didn’t stop there. Locking her arm around his neck, she freed him from his boxers and took him into her hand. Jason was fairly sure his eyes crossed, and the pounding pulse in his ears made it seem as if they were surrounded by primitive war drums.

“Now,” she insisted.

Jason obliged. He hoisted her up and wrapped her long, lean legs around his waist. He pulled off her lace panties and in the same motion, repositioned her so that her back was against the door.

Though his vision was blurred, he forced himself to focus so he could watch her. So he could see her face. Her eyelids lifted when he pushed into that heat. Into her. Into her moist, welcoming body. And a kiss caught their collective sighs of pleasure and relief.

The kiss lingered a moment so she had time to adjust to him. But Lilly obviously felt she needed no such adjustment or time.

“Don’t stop,” she insisted. Lilly shoved herself against him. Sliding against his erection. Taking every inch of him.

Jason took everything she was giving, as well. The passion. The sensations of their bodies joined.

No longer wary of her response, he pinned her hands to the door and was pleased when she jerked and twisted against him. Her legs tightened around him. Forcing him closer. Forcing him to penetrate her even deeper.

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