Page 51 of Nauti Siren (Nauti 7)

Oh, God, it only made it worse.

Jerking them open, she fought to catch her breath as his lips settled against the side of her neck for a heated kiss.

“Jed, what do you do to me?” she whispered, needing to know, to understand why she couldn’t deny the fire raging between them.

“The same thing you do to me, sweetheart, maybe?” His teeth raked against her neck as he finished the question, bringing a low, keening moan from her throat as she arched her neck.

“Do I make the world burn for you, too?”

Jed lifted his head, staring down at her, amazed by the question.

God, was that what he did for her? Did he make the world burn down around her? Because he swore that was exactly what it felt like to him as well.

It felt as though the world were burning down around him, and nothing mattered but the flames edging closer toward them.

“Baby, the world doesn’t even exist for me when I’m touching you. ” Were those words really falling from his lips?

What the hell was she doing to him?

Moving his hands from her waist, he lowered them to the belt that cinched her waist loosely and released it. He dropped it to the floor, and his fingers moved to the buttons of her blouse.

Was that him actually fumbling with a button as his lips touched hers?

But, hell, her kiss was fire itself. It was the flame burning the world around him and searing him with pleasure. It was the fuel feeding it, and the only hope he had of surviving the effect on his senses.

Parting her lips further, tasting the teasing heat of her tongue against his, Jed had to force his fingers to work. To remove each button from the exquisite softness of the blouse she’d made with her own delicate fingers.

Fingers that were curling against his chest, blunt little nails rasping against his flesh as she dragged them to the jeans riding low at his hips.

Hell. She was tugging at his belt, releasing it, dragging it apart slowly as he deepened the kiss and drew in the rich essence of her feminine need.

The last button parted, the material separating and slowly drifting from her shoulders as he pushed it back from the rapid rise and fall of her breasts.

Soft, silken lace encased her breasts in a bra as light as air. Sliding the clip between her breasts open and pulling the fabric from the swollen weight of the firm curves, he was forced to pull his lips back from hers, to drag in air as the button of his jeans released.

His self-control was going to hell in a handbasket.

“Come here, baby. ” Swinging her up into his arms, he strode quickly through the sitting room to the bedroom door.

Opening it and pushing through, he moved to the bed he’d turned back when he’d entered the room earlier to check the doors. Laying her against the cool white sheets, he moved his hands to her delicate legs, where the skirt she wore had fallen back above her knees.

The midcalf length of the full skirt shouldn’t have been so damned sexy, but it had tormented him all day with the knowledge that it covered flesh softer than the material over it.

Stroking his hand down one leg to her fragile feet, he removed the sandals covering one before moving to the next.

“Beautiful. ” Running his hands back up the inside of her legs, he parted them gently, watching as the paisley print of the skirt fell back to her thighs. “Do you know how hard it was to keep from dragging you to this bedroom today? To keep from pushing my hands beneath this skirt to find all the sweet, hot flesh beneath?”

Piper arched beneath him, watching through lashes that refused to open fully, fighting to breathe through the incredible pleasure pouring through her.

Pushing his hands beneath the skirt, he curled his fingers beneath the elastic of the low-rise bikini underwear she wore and began pulling them down with exquisite slowness.

“Jed, you’re teasing me,” she accused him, her body tortured with the need for his possession

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“I’m teasing me. ” Hot, rich lust echoed in his voice, filled the dark sound with wicked hunger as he pulled her panties free and tossed them to the floor.

Pulling back, he rose quickly beside the bed, and before she could do more than draw a sharp breath, he’d shed the denim and snug boxer underwear containing the fierce width of his straining erection.

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