Page 52 of The Wedding Deal
Cool air swept over her as he slowly undid the zipper of her dress, closely followed by his warm breath skating across her shoulders. The combination of soft lips and rough scruff hit her skin as he tugged off one strap and then the other. His hands glided across her back as he pushed down her dress. The fabric caught on her hips and butt for a moment before he gave another jerk that sent it pooling to her still-heeled feet.
Her insecurities began to drift to the surface with so much of her on display, but they were shoved right back down when Lance swore and dragged his fingers across the waistband of her thong. Those strong fingers dug into her hips and turned her around to face him. His eyes drank her in, his pupils dilating and promising an exhilarating mix of danger and fun, and a shiver of desire racked her body.
“You. Drive me.” He kissed her again, his tongue stroking hers as his hands roved over her curves, squeezing and exploring. “Completely crazy.” Unlike the other time he’d told her as much, the words were filled with a different kind of passion, one that echoed through her.
She brushed her fingers across his jaw, finding it hard to get enough of touching his beard after thinking about it so much. “Right back at you, big guy.”
He backed her onto the edge of the bed, easing her into a sitting position, then dropped to his knees. As he slid off her shoes, all she could do was watch, completely mesmerized.
It suddenly struck her that she was now only wearing underwear while he was still sporting way too many clothes. So when he reached for the top of her tights, she playfully smacked his hand. “If I’m going to be this naked, you’ve got to shed some of your clothes before I lose what little of mine I have left.”
She scooted to the edge of the bed, her legs on either side of him, and began undoing the buttons on his shirt. Her fingers trembled a bit, her entire body so keyed up she wasn’t sure she’d ever come down again.
After the last button was undone, she pushed his shirt off his shoulders, exposing that glorious torso. He watched every movement, those blue eyes so steady on hers.
“Is this really happening?” she whispered.
He nodded. “Hell yeah.”
Him on his knees, staring at her in a way that made her feel more beautiful and sexier than she’d ever felt before? “Hell yeah,” she echoed. As she leaned forward to unbutton his pants, she kissed him again—it wasn’t something she ever thought she’d get used to.
I probably won’t have the chance, she thought and immediately batted away. Tonight was about letting loose. Later she’d worry about, well, later.
The low noise he made in the back of his throat as he sprang free spurred her on, and she cupped him over his underwear, exploring his impressive length before giving it a squeeze.
His eyes rolled back. Then he gripped her wrist, his voice coming out gruff. “My turn. I want to see how those sexy tights look piled on the floor next to my bed.”
She’d expected him to rip them off, but he moved his hands over her legs, torturously slowly like he’d done when he’d removed her dress. He kissed between the diamond strings, his lips and tongue wetting her bare skin.
“See. Naughty.” Up and up he went, and her breath lodged in her throat when he placed a hot, open-mouth kiss on her hip bone. His fingers curled into the elastic top, and she lifted her hips as he peeled off the fishnets and tossed them next to her shoes and dress.
His palms ran up the inside of her legs as he climbed over her. His lips recaptured hers, and the next thing she knew, her bra was loose. A quick tug in the center and it was all the way off, her exposed nipples peaking under the combination of cool air and his lust-filled gaze.
Under other circumstances, she might have been embarrassed about the needy noises she made as he licked and sucked her breasts, but she was too far gone to her desires to care.
Charlotte hummed as his lips moved lower, first to the top of her stomach, her navel. Lower…
Her panties joined the pile of clothes on the floor, and then his mouth was over her, his tongue circling and stroking and making her lose her grip on any thoughts besidesmore, there,andomigosh yes.
Right as she teetered on the blissful edge, so close she stopped breathing altogether, he added a finger, curling it deep inside her. She shattered apart, freefalling into oblivion.
And he was there to catch her, pulling her so tightly in his arms that she went ahead and let herself fall even deeper.
…
Watching Charlotte come apart, no walls in sight, flooded him with affection and desire and a dozen other emotions he couldn’t name.
“Amazing” didn’t quite cover it, but it was the closest word he had.
He lowered her back to the bed, satisfaction going through him at her swollen lips and hooded lids.
One of her hands drifted up his arms as she made anmmmnoise. Her hand slid up a few more inches, cupping his neck and bringing him down on top of her.
The feel of her soft skin made him that much harder, and a second ago he would’ve said that was impossible. He reached over to the nightstand, fumbling for his wallet. First he came up with the notepad and then his hotel key.
Finally, his fingers found the leather square. He took out a condom, disposed of the wrapper, and rolled it on.
“Hurry,” she said, rubbing her thighs together. “I need you inside me now.”
