Page 58 of So in Love
He cocked his head to the side.“I know for a fact you keep a coat here, so that’s clearly up for debate.”The wind stirred, reminding him that he was standing outside in thirty-seven-degree weather.He shivered.
She unfolded her arms and grabbed him by the jacket, pulling him inside.He barely cleared the door before she slammed it closed and pushed him against it.Then she did what he’d been dying to—she kissed him.
Her mouth was warm and soft and so damned sweet.He clasped his arms around her and held her tight.Those feelings he was pretty sure he felt swirled inside him, sparking a desire that surpassed anything he’d experienced.He wanted her.Heneededher.
She unzipped his coat and pushed it open.He came away from the door and shrugged the garment from his shoulders.Cupping her face, he kissed her again.Instead of their usual electric connection that seemed to set off a frenzy of lust, this was more controlled, more deliberate.He wanted to savor every moment.
He licked along her lips, slowly stroking his tongue into her mouth with measured precision.She met him, her movements steady and sure, mimicking his.Did she feel the same, that this was somehow different?
He didn’t want to know.If this was just an illusion, he wanted to bask in it, even if it was only for tonight.
She slipped her hands up under the hem of his shirt, her bare palms flattening against his lower back.Her hips came forward, seeking his.His cock was already hard and eager for her, but he meant to take his time.Yes,savorwas the word he wanted tonight.
He pulled back, softly ending the kiss while running his thumbs along her jawline.“Bedroom?”
Her gaze was steady and clear, her pupils large in the dim light.He became peripherally aware of his surroundings—they stood in a small entry area that opened into a large great room.Directly behind her was a kitchen with an island and a cozy eating area.
“This way,” she murmured, taking his hand and leading him left down a short corridor.There were three doors—one on either side and one at the end that led to a darkened bathroom.
She veered right, and they walked into what had to be the master bedroom.It was furnished with a king-size bed, and there was a doorway into what was probably another bathroom.
She turned toward him and ran her hand up his chest to curl it around his neck.Leaning into him, she kissed him again.He was overwhelmed—in the best way—with the taste and smell of Crystal.
Her hands came down his back and burrowed under his shirt again.She found the hem on each side and pushed the garment up.He helped, tugging it off over his head.
She splayed her hands across his chest and sighed.“I will never get tired of this view.”
That inferred that she intended to look at it for quite some time.He liked that.
She kissed his neck, her lips and tongue gliding over his flesh, stirring his already intense desire to greater heights.He reached up under her sweater and unfastened her bra.
She pulled back to whip her sweater off and shake out of her bra.Her breasts swayed with her movements, tempting him.Incapable of resisting, he cupped them, his fingers and thumbs teasing her nipples.
A sexy gasp escaped her lips just before she kissed him again.Jamie found the button to her skinny jeans and quickly had them unfastened.As he started to push them down over her hips, she backed off again.
“Hang on,” she said, going to the bed where she perched on the edge and unzipped her booties.She gave him a seductive, hungry look.“Get your condom ready.”
He reached for his back pocket—where his wallet would be if he were wearing jeans.Only he wasn’t wearing jeansandhe didn’t have his fucking wallet.
Son of a bitch.
“Uh.I left my wallet at home.I wasn’t thinking.”He’d been too intent on just getting to her.
She kicked her shoes aside and tossed her socks—which she’d just pulled off—nearby.“Well, that’s a problem.I have condoms at my house.And contrary to what you might think, this isn’t my house.I’ve also never had a guy here before.”
Something else he liked.A lot.He tried not to think about the condoms at her house.Jealously wasn’t very attractive.Nevertheless, he couldn’t shake that feeling when he thought of her with other men.
“I could drive home, I guess,” he offered, albeit half-heartedly.
“Just because I’ve never had a guy here doesn’t mean there hasn’t been one.Alaina and Evan have had other guests.Let’s check the bathrooms.I’ll take the master, you take the one in the hallway.”
He barely nodded before pivoting and dashing back to the corridor where he took a sharp right and went into the bathroom.Flipping the light switch, he blinked as the room was illuminated.He scanned the space—there was a single sink with a bank of drawers.He opened them in quick succession.Empty.Next, he checked the cabinet beneath the sink.Cleaning supplies, a blow dryer, and a toilet plunger.
Fuckity fuck fuck.
Circling back to the bedroom, he mentally crossed his fingers that Crystal had found a condom.Her furrowed brow and narrowed eyes as she exited the master bath gave him his answer: no.
He bent to retrieve his shirt.“I’ll drive home real quick.”
