Chapter Seventeen
“Hurry,” Elle urged, sprawled out on the mattress again.
Not one to disappoint, he shucked his sweats, grabbed a condom from the box he kept in his nightstand, then he rolled it on before moving to stand at the bottom of his bed. “Now, where were we?”
“I believe you were going to heat things up,” she replied, a wide smile on her face, and heaven help him, a lot of heat as she rested back on her elbows and watched him.
The sight of her naked, nipples beaded from the cold and need, which was also evident in her eyes and her wicked grin, had his erection back to locked and loaded.
Damn, she was potent.
“To combustible lengths,” he said, dipping down to kiss his way up her soft, warm body.
Jeremy stopped to pay extra attention to her gorgeous nipples, eliciting a low moan as she arched her back. Then he moved to her neck and the spot behind her ear, and she rewarded him by gasping and squirming while she dug her nails into his biceps.
He’d never grow tired of her responses.
And when he finally made his way to her mouth, she released his arms to shove her hands in his hair and kissed him back with a hunger that sent his pulse racing too fast for radar.
Fierce and relentless, the kiss was demanding and wild, with lots of tongue, which spurred another moan from Elle… just how he liked it.
Several amazing moments later, a lack of air forced him to end the spectacular kiss.
Breathing hard, he straightened to kneel between her thighs before lifting the leg she’d raised earlier.
He bent down to place a kiss on her thigh, then he dragged his mouth all the way up her gorgeous, supple limb to her ankle and those sexy heels.
The green in her eyes deepened as she watched him, waiting, anticipation hitching her breaths.
He pressed her leg to his body, brushing her ankle with his thumb. “Think you can keep it here?”
Fire flashed in her gaze as she nodded.
“Good,” he said, reaching beneath her to shift her hips.
Without giving her direction, Elle curved her other leg around him, and he automatically glanced down at all she’d exposed. Sucking in a breath, Jeremy struggled to hold onto his control.
He swallowed hard. The desire to lose himself in her had never been stronger. In fact, he shook from it.
“Jeremy, hurry,” Elle urged, her gaze smoldering. “I need you in me.”
He needed that too, so badly.
Positioning himself at her center, he held her leg against him with one hand and her hip with the other as he pushed inside her sweet warmth.
She cried out, while he groaned.
The angle…it felt too amazing to keep quiet.
He’d thought about this ever since he watched her yoga routine near the lake over a month ago, but his thoughts couldn’t compare to reality.
Still holding her in place, Jeremy began to move, slowly at first, wanting to savor the exquisite feel of her and the new angle. But his hunger for her was too powerful.
“You okay?” he managed to ask when he found his voice.
She nodded, her eyes hooded, mouth parted, hands fisting his comforter.
He glanced down at their connection, watching as he pounded into her lush body over and over, spurred on by the sexy little sounds he was ripping from her throat. This was what he’d wanted…what he’d needed since leaving work today.
And when the incredible woman pressed her sweet ass against him, and took each thrust, arching her back for more, his mind blanked.
The world disappeared, taking the day’s events with it, until there was only him and Elle, and the exquisite push and pull of their bodies, demanding, giving, and seeking the bliss awaiting them.
Remarkably, somehow, her rocking increased.
“Harder…faster…” she panted.
This woman was meant for me, he thought with a surge of hunger and a fierce wave of protectiveness.
That was new and something he’d worry about later. Right now, he was too busy watching Elle’s full breasts bounce as he continued to pound into her delicious warmth. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. Rapture ruled her beautiful face, and his groin took a direct hit as she bit her lower lip.
His body screamed at him to give up control and come. Elle had ignited a fire in him that was reaching incineration, and deep in his gut, everything was tightening. He wasn’t going to last. But he wanted her to come first.
Without slowing their pace, he released her ankle to glide his hand down her leg, and he watched as his thumb brushed where they were joined.
She cried out his name, and incredibly, did one of those backward yoga arches off the mattress, pressing harder against him. Then she shattered, her muscles clenching him in tantalizing, sensual waves.
It was perfect. It was everything.
It was his undoing.
Gripping Elle’s hips, Jeremy growled out her name as he followed her over, coming so hard his vision momentarily blurred.
Once their bodies stopped rocking, he summoned enough strength to lower her leg and pull out as the rest of her body flopped back onto the mattress.
He dropped down by her side and gathered her close as they worked to catch their breath.
Damn, she was limber.
And to think he almost hadn’t let her in tonight. Hell, a little over a month ago, he almost hadn’t let her into his bed…into his life.
But she was in. In his house. In his bed. In his heart.
Somehow, over the past few weeks, the woman had gotten past his barriers with her warm smiles, sweet laughter, hot kisses, and caring ways, like tonight. He’d nearly run away from the concern in her eyes.
Thank God he hadn’t. The emotions she’d opened in him didn’t make him weak, as he’d originally thought. They made him stronger. She made him stronger. With Elle by his side, he felt like he could take on the world.
Now, he just needed to convince her of the same thing. He doubted she realized the depth of emotions she had for him. They matched what he had for her. But as leery as he’d been of forming an attachment, Elle was twice as fearful.
He was going to have to take it slow. Take his time convincing her that they were much more than casual get-togethers and off the charts sex.
After his breathing evened out, he drew back to look at her. “You good?”
“Better than good.” She traced a finger along his jaw. “The question is, how are you?”
He grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles. “I’m okay, thanks to you,” he replied truthfully. “Thanks for braving a visit.”
Her smile warmed his heart. “Thanks for letting me in.”
“Oh, you’re in, Elle. Trust me,” he said, staring into her fathomless eyes. “You’re in all the way.”
Jeremy held his breath, waiting to see if she was going to push out of his arms, get dressed and leave, or stay and face whatever it was flowing between them. He felt the breath catch in her throat.
“Good to know,” she said softly, then her smile turned playful. “And I’ll let you in on a little secret. I like when you’re in me all the way.”
His groin twitched to life on that one. Jeremy raised a brow as he turned her hand over and brushed her palm with his lips. “I definitely like that.”
She laughed. “I noticed.”
“And I noticed you like it too,” he said, releasing her hand to trace a circle around a pert nipple.
“Mm hmm…” She squirmed. “Only a lot.”
“Is there anything else you like?”
That playful gleam brightened with a flash of heat. “Well, um…are your handcuffs handy?”
Jeremy stilled, his heart rocked and his erection jerked fully to life. She was going to be the death of him.
Her wicked grin drew one from him.
“Yes, as a matter of fact, they are,” he replied, dipping down to kiss her nipple.
He had a spare set in his nightstand.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“So…” she said, softly. “I don’t have to remain silent, though, do I?”
His groin took another hit.
“Oh, no, Elle.” Smiling, he shook his head. “You can be as loud as you want. In fact, I’m going to make it my personal mission to make you call out my name. Several times.”
And he did.
***
Daylight was shining through the window, causing the slick skin of Jeremy’s chest and shoulders to glisten as he plunged into her one last time and came while she was still shuddering from her own amazing, good-morning release.
Elle had lost count of how many times she’d orgasmed since last night, not something she ever thought possible. But she was beginning to realize, with Jeremy, anything was possible.
Heck, somehow the incredible man had managed to get her to fall asleep with him and stay the entire night.
Not good.
Except, it was.
Oh, yeah, she’d had an amazing night. But at least she’d tried to leave.
Twice. Once, after they’d devoured her leftovers from Timbers that Jeremy retrieved from her car just after midnight.
Which had led to a memorable christening of his table.
Then again, in the wee hours of the morning.
She’d woken up, unsure if she should stay or go, ultimately deciding to go, but he reached for her and tucked her in close, all while his eyes were closed.
She had no idea if he had been asleep or awake, but chances were good that he was asleep since they’d just finished round two with the handcuffs.
That time, she’d restrained him to the bed.
He’d earned the rest.
She’d been a bit naughty, riding him then stilling, not allowing either of them to climax, until need had taken over and she found her release. Immediately after—at his urging—she removed his restraints, and he whisked her off the bed, lifted her up, then took her against the nearest wall.
Damn, that might’ve been her favorite one.
Her body heated just thinking about it, which was a miracle, really. Her libido should be down for the count, especially considering she couldn’t feel her bones.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked in a sexy, husky tone, as he lifted up a little to smile down at her.
She smiled back. “You. My bones are mush.”