Page 10 of Something Borrowed

His vision blurred as she caressed him through the silk of the suit and he was pretty damn certain it was because his eyes rolled into the back of his. “There is the feisty woman I was talking about. You might be the balance to my sister’s craziness, but you are notmeek.”

“I’ve waited fifteen years to have you touch me like this, stop making mewait.”

Nearly falling over his feet, he scooped her up like a groom carrying his bride over the threshold and walked as quickly as could back the two blocks.

She dropped kisses along his neck and jawline as he walked, making it almost painful to move from the force of his erection.

“I must have lost my mind,” she murmured as he shoved open the door and started for the staircase.

“For the love of God, don’t think about it then.” He covered her mouth, devouring it with a scorching kiss as he took the stairs two at a time and slammed the bedroomdoor.

He set her on his bed as carefully as he could, watching as she tugged at the elastic band until her hair tumbled out, fanning on hisbed.

“Sweet Jesus, Adrianna. I’m not going to make it much longer if you keep thatup.”

She sat upright on the bed, turning her back to him. “I don’t think I believe that. With your track record, your stamina must be sky high.” She looked at him over her bare shoulder. “Besides, you have years of fantasies for us both apparently, you won’t blowthat.”

He felt his dick pulse behind the zipper of his pants as he reached for the zipper on her dress. With a painful slowness, he slid it down, nearly finishing at the odd sound the zipper made before the dress pooled around her waist. He’d known she wasn’t wearing a bra beneath the gown, but having it confirmed made him hungrier. The room spun as he tugged his trousers off, kicking them off his loafers before hastily dropping to the corner of the bed to get his shoesoff.

Her fingers moved with an effortlessly precision as she pushed off the tux jacket and undid the buttons of his dress shirt. Her hands were cold against his warm skin, and a shiver raced over his back as she slid her hands down it. She looked up at him, lust emanating from the depths of her eyes and he had a moment of panic.

Women had always looked at him like that – like the next best lay they were about to have. He didn’t want that with Adrianna. Whether this proved to be a long awaited fuck or the start of something, he didn’t want to upset Kailey’s best friend. Dropping a chaste kiss on her lips he pulled back and sat opposite her on thebed.

“Are you certain?” he didn’t recognize the timid tone in his question.

“I know that sometime tomorrow, after the wedding haze and champagne buzz have worn off I’ll be rather mortified about this. For right now,” she let her eyes trail over his body, stopping at the tent in his boxer briefs. “There’s nothing I wantmore.”

With a slow, fluid motion, Adrianna lay back on his bed, her blonde hair spread out on his pillow. Her tongue flicked out just enough for the pink tip to lick the center of her lower lip, and it brought him to his knees. Reaching out, he tugged the dress down over her waist as she lifted her hips, thankful there was no ripping sound to be heard as it came off. The back of his hand trailed a whisper-soft touch down her leg as he lowered his body to coverhers.

His mouth found hers with a delicate caress. Allowing his hand to slip between them, he smiled against her lips when Adrianna parted her lips for him at the same moment she did her legs. Though his cock pulsed with hunger, he refused to rush a minute of time with Adrianna and ignored the impulse to stroke his fingers against the curls at the juncture of her thigh.

“I think I’ve sat up thinking about this since we were in high school,” he whispered against her lips before pulling away to place a trail down herneck.

“Jax!” Adriana cried as her body arched off the bed as he nipped at one perfectly pert nipple.

Chuckling, he laved it with his tongue, finally letting his finger dip inside her entrance. “I want to make thislast.”

She wriggled against him as he stroked her inner walls, relishing in the way he felt her body quake with his touch. The way she looked at him set his body on fire. Her eyes seemed to see only him, staring at him with an intensity of pleasure and need that he had never found nearly as seductive before. Delicate chorded muscles in her neck told of her tightly wound control as he rubbed the swollen nub between herlegs.

“I’m going to regret saying this,” she struggled to speak but managed to snake her hand between them and run a finger over the head of his shaft. “Someone is going to notice we are missing if you ravage me the way I’ve always imagined.” Her hand closed around his dick, squeezing with expert pressure as she slid her hand along his length.

“I don’t know if I’m flattered or terrified that I have to live up to your fantasies.”

Her mouth latched around his neck, suckling the side and sending a jolt of pleasure straight throughhim.

“Condom,” she rasped as she shifted her position so the back of his hand bumped into hers as they stroked one another.

Without missing a beat, his finger moved effortlessly within her, sliding in and out in a perfect mimic of sex as he leaned over and pulled open his nightstand drawer to grab a condom.

“That had better not be from when you were in high school,” she gave a throaty laugh, taking the foil package from him and tearing it in her teeth.”

“I promise they’re not.” He grinned, finding banter with sex oddly appealing. He’d never been with anyone he’d felt so at ease with, yet so determined make scream.

Her fingers released his cock before slowly sliding the condom on from tip to base. Blood seeped slowly into his mouth as he bit his cheek to hard to keep from finishing in herhand.

“Goddamn.”

She grinned mischievously up at him as he guided his throbbing cock into her wetness. A groan sounded in the room and it was impossible to tell where his stopped and hers began. Her body could have been made for him and him alone with the tightfit.

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