Page 199 of One Bad Idea
"It's not pennies. It's…um…"Oh wow.Now, he was tracing my clit with his thumb, even as his fingers moved inside me.
"It's nothing," he repeated. "But you know what?"
"What?"
His voice was a warm caress. "You're everything."
"Me?"
"Yeah. You." He smiled. "Everything I never knew I wanted." With that, he lowered his head and took my nipple into his mouth. His teeth closed ever so slightly, giving me a nibble that made me ache in the best possible way,belowmy waist.
If I didn't have him likenow, I felt like I'd explode into a million pieces.
Against my skin, he asked, "Anything else?"
"Yes," I laughed. "If I don't have you now, I think I'm gonna die."
He sounded highly amused. "Die, huh?"
"Yes," I insisted. "And it'll be messy, too, like with blood and guts and, I dunno, brains and whatever other stuff."
He pulled back to gaze into my eyes. "I love it when you talk dirty."
His fingers were still moving so enticingly inside me. As my hips rose and fell, I reached out with one hand. "How's this for dirty?" I snagged the waist of his jeans and yanked him closer. "If you don't take off those jeans right now, I swear, I'll…"Oh, God.His thumb brushed my clit, and my words ended on a low whimper.
He smiled. "You were saying?"
He looked so smug, that I couldn’t help but laugh even through my desire. "You're awful."
"Nah," he said. "I'm the best."
And he was.
Soon, he proved this beyond a shadow of a doubt by shedding his jeans, along with his briefs, and giving me exactly what I wanted.
Him.
His body was warm and hard, and when our hips met, I gave a happy sigh. "Finally."
He pulled out half-way and teased, "Wasthata complaint?"
"No," I blurted. "Definitely not." I reached around with both hands and grabbed his ass. I yanked him tight against me and gave a little moan of pleasure when his length filled me completely.
He lifted his head and whispered, "I love the way you sound."
I smiled up at him. "I love the way you look. And sound. And feel."
Now he was smiling, too. "Yeah? Well, there's more where that came from." And with that, he kissed me hard and moved against me in earnest.
Over and over, our hips collided, and our lips met, and the world seemed to stop spinning as he delivered on every cocky promise he'd ever made.
I loved him.
And he loved me.
How on Earth did that happen?
With deep, trembling breaths, we climaxed at nearly the same time, leaving me warm and tingling all over.
