Page 46 of Don't Game Me
“Becca, I’ve been hard since the moment you dropped your jeans in your hotel room. Hell, long before that.”
She unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. She traced the complex, intricate ink pattern over his left shoulder. “It’s beautiful. What is it?”
“Tribal geometry.”
“You think you’ll get more work?”
“Maybe.” For a moment, he stood to yank off his shirt and pants.
She sat up on her elbows, drinking him in. Planes and angles in all the right places. Her head spun, and it wasn’t from the wine she’d had earlier.
He buried his head on the smooth skin of her belly and kissed. His fingers teased the edges of her thong.
Oh, no.He was traveling in the wrong direction. Downward. She’d never considered Jake would want more than a straight get-it-done scenario. In her experience, most guys were thrilled to skip the prelim, especially the down-south part. Well, her ex had never liked it, and the one time he’d tried had been a disaster, an exercise in futility.
Noah placed the flat of his hands on her hips and massaged her hips bones. He lifted his head, his face filled with concern. “What’s wrong?”
“I just… Can we skip that part?”
“What part? The part where I get to have my mouth on you and finally taste you?”
“Yes, that part. I’m not good at that.” Her face burned.
Damn him. He had the audacity to smile and actually show teeth. Cocky didn’t begin to describe the look. “Ipromiseyou’ll enjoy it as much as me.”
She couldn’t help squirming as she tried to wriggle her body lower and get his head higher on her abdomen.Do not panic.
Jake moved immediately to bracket her with his arms, but no longer touching her with any part of his body. His face lost all semblance of joking. “What’s wrong? Seriously, Becca. We’re not doing anything you’re not entirely on board with.”
She couldn’t meet his gaze. Her face burned. “Maybe it’s better if we don’t, at least down there. You’ll like it better.”
He touched her chin to lift her head to meet his gaze. “Did someone hurt you?”
She drowned in the concern deep in his eyes. “I want this. So much. I’ve never wanted anyone this much, although I probably shouldn’t tell you that since it’ll only inflate your ego. But I’m just… I was told afterward I’m not good at…that I’m not responsive enough or something when we didthat.”
“So far, you’ve been pretty damned good. I recall at least three times in the past forty-eight hours when we kissed, and I completely lost control. That doesn’t happen. Ever. How about we make a deal? We’ll only do what feels good. If you don’t like it, tell me, and we’ll stop. We’ll move on to something you do like. For once, take advantage of myexperience.”
She chewed on her lower lip. “Okay.”
The light from the other room gave her scarce illumination to watch, but enough. His lips trailed slowly down her throat to her breast. She wanted his mouth there. At least she had worn one of her sexier bras. Should she have taken it off already? Maybe when he took his pants off? She was no freaking good at this.
Jake hooked his finger under the bra fabric and tugged it down until her nipple slipped free. When his mouth touched, a moan ripped out of her throat in reaction to the shocking sensation. Holy cow.
His knee slipped between her legs, and she gripped it tightly with her thighs. He sucked, alternating between gentle and demanding. His hand moved down her abdomen to caress near her belly button. The muscles tensed tight.
He lifted his head and gazed at her face. “Okay?”
She nodded.
He unhooked her bra in an effortless move, speaking of eons of experience, and transferred his attention to her other breast. The tips of his fingers slipped lower. Lost in sensation, she let her legs fall apart, allowing him access and also needing him to go wherever he wanted so long as the magic didn’t end.
He teased her folds beneath the thong with his fingers. With a gentle push, one finger entered her body. Her internal muscles quivered.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured and resumed kissing her breast.
Her skin throbbed against the invasion. His mouth moved lower.
Oh, no, no, no. He was going there again.
