Chapter Eleven
He waited, wanting to hear what Ajana was going to tell him next.
She had given him a taste of what he had wondered about for weeks and snatched it away in the same breath.
Grabbing her hips, he yanked her closer to his chest. "What do you mean, no sex?
Do you mean you don't want to know what it feels like to have me inside of you?
Honey, I swear I'll make it so good for that you'll want a repeat performance. "
"I don't doubt that, but…I'm not sure we should get that involved with each other," she confessed in a voice so soft that he almost missed it.
Was there another man in her life? Well there wouldn't be for long.
"Okay, what are you having second thoughts about?" He sighed, rubbing his hands over Ajana's jeans clad thighs. This woman had one killer body, and he hoped he got to see it before the night was over.
"Stop doing that," Ajana scolded, slapping at his hands. She tried to get off his lap, but he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her in place.
"Don't move I like how you feel on my body.
I promise I won't let my hands wander anymore.
" Holding up his hands, he placed them at the sides of the chair.
"Now, tell me what the big deal is about us sharing a bed tonight.
You want me, and I can't hide how much I want to discover all the hidden treats on your wonderful body. "
"Sharing a bed with you will be a dangerous adventure," Ajana groaned. "I can barely think straight now.
Ryan relished that her mind was cloudy with untapped desire because his was in the same turmoil. She shouldn't be thinking about anything but how the magnetism between them was hot and heavy. He could spend the rest of the night making her acquire pleasure from his favorite holiday.
What was going on with him? This mindset was so unlike him. He never thought about sleeping with a woman the first night until Ajana dropped into his life. She had him hard and aching the second she changed clothes and waltzed back into his living room.
Couldn't she see that it was fate that brought them together? Now all that was left was for him to make her see it too, and the only way was to prove her innocence. God, he hoped with everything in him that she wasn't the cat burglar ripping off Atlanta's jewelers.
"Let tonight be ruled by our passion and nothing else. Who knows, maybe the Halloween Fairy cast a spell on us. Have you thought about how all of your troubles were meant to happen so we would have this moment?"
Grinning, Ajana kissed him on the mouth then slid off his lap. "Are you saying it was fate? I didn't take you as the type of guy to believe in that silliness." She winked at him, then moved toward the other side of the room.
Popping out of the seat, Ryan quickly made his way over to his distraction.
He wasn't following her line of thinking.
"Honey, why are you saying that? Something brought us together tonight, don't you want to act on it?
" He wouldn't allow her to dismiss their connection.
She was something special, made only for him.
Few women could control him the way she did inside his car.
All that sexiness and power would be killer when it rolled over into the bedroom.
They might not make love tonight, but it was going to happen sooner than she thought.
He was a man on a different case now: making Ajana Bennett see that she was the woman for him in every definition of the word, but he couldn't show his hand too soon.
Ajana presented him with a cool, tough exterior, but the interior was a lot softer and tender than she let on.
"Alright, I won't bring up making love again tonight," Ryan agreed.
Hell, yeah! he thought as a sudden look of disappointment crossed over Ajana's face at his words.
She did want him as much as he longed for her.
Honey, don't worry. I'm not giving up on us being together, but I have to get rid of one thing first.
Ryan ran his fingers through his hair and flexed his shoulders, trying to alleviate some of the sexual tension in his body, but it wasn't working.
"But I need to take a shower and fix this problem that's threatening to rip these jeans apart.
" He tried to chuckle as his hand waved down toward his cock, but he failed miserably.
It still wanted Ajana, and so did he in the worst way.
Ajana's sinful gaze darted down to his crotch, and that pink tongue of hers made an appearance again as it licked her top lip. "Sorry about that. I shouldn't have teased you," she apologized in a sexy whisper, then her eyes rose back up and met his. "Can you ever forgive me?"
"Don't do that," Ryan scolded, shaking a finger, "or you'll be joining me in that shower." He turned and quickly left the room before he lost what little restraint he had left.
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Walking down the hall to his bedroom Ryan went into his bathroom and turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature the way he liked it.
Stripping out of his clothes, he tossed them in the hamper by the door and stepped into the shower.
Closing the door, he rested his head against the tile and let the water slide over his heated body.
He enjoyed the flirtation between him and Ajana downstairs in the kitchen.
She kept him on his toes, but could he risk his career by having these feelings for her?
At first, it was a mild curiosity for a mysterious woman in a picture.
The kind men experienced when their eyes landed on a photo of a captivating woman in a magazine.
Yet, after talking with Ajana, he found out there was more to her than a pretty face.
Grabbing the unscented body wash, he poured a handful in his palms and started to rub them over his body, building up a rich lather.
He always enjoyed this ritual after a long, tiring day.
Sliding his hands lower, Ryan washed the six pack that took him over a year and a half to get at the gym.
He wasn't about to hire a personal trainer like some of the guys at work.
He wanted the pleasure of doing the work himself and he got it.
The hard-on Ajana gave him was still there, and he needed to take care of it before he saw her again.
Holding his erection with the head sticking up, he slowly and gently massaged it.
Closing his eyes, he imagined Ajana in the shower with him taking care of this problem herself.
He was so lost in the fantasy that he could almost hear her asking to join him in the shower.
"Should I take your silence as a no?" a silky voice murmured from his left.
Opening his eyes, Ryan swung his head over to the left and saw Ajana standing there without a stitch of clothes on.
Letting go of his stiff cock, he pulled her into the stall with him and closed the door.
"Do you know what you're doing?" He prayed that she said yes, because he didn't want to stop once he started loving this delectable body in front of him.
"Didn't I come up to you?" she asked, stroking her fingers over his abs. "I thought your body would look like this, and I couldn't deny myself the pleasure of being with you."
His stomach muscles clenched tighter as her fingers moved lower almost touching the part he was trying to ease the ache in earlier. "Like what?" He asked moving his hips so Ajana's hand touched his penis.
"Hard and inviting," she replied, enclosing her hand around his cock. "Do you always get this thick or is it me?" Ajana purred, tracing her thumb over the tip.
Growling deep in his throat, he grabbed Ajana's wrists in one of his hand pulled them over her head, backing her up until her back touched the wet tile. "No, I don't get this way for other women, honey. It's only you that does this to me."
Ryan used his knee to spread her legs further part, and slid his erection between them until the tip of him was at her wet entrance.
He wanted to be buried deep inside of her so bad that he could almost feel her welcoming heat wrapped around him, but he wasn't going to do it.
Ajana gave him this opportunity to see her naked and he was going to get an eyeful.
Stepping back a little, he transferred her hands over so his left hand was holding them, leaving his right one free to explore.
"I'm a breast man, and yours are magnificent.
Full and heavy like a woman's should be.
" He cupped the left one in his hand and ran his thumb over the taut nipple. Ajana shivered but didn't say a word.
The water pounded down around them, taking them to in their own little mini paradise that he wasn't ready to leave.
Dropping his head, he stroked the tip of the nipple a couple of times before suckling it into his mouth.
His teeth and tongue latched onto the sinful treat like a baby hungry baby did a pacifier.
"Oh my God," Ajana screamed and tried to get out of his light hold, but he wouldn't let her.
She had to be paid back for keeping him tied up earlier. While his mouth made work of her wonderful plump breast, Ryan let his fingers glide down her stomach toward the warm, moist haven he wanted to be cocooned in later.
Letting go of Ajana's breast with a wet pop, Ryan ran his tongue between the valley then over the top and along the side of her sweet neck until he reached her earlobe. "Do you want my fingers in you?"
"Yes," a tormented voice yelled above the pounding water.
Ryan felt a huge sense of masculine pride at the ability he possessed to made Ajana go wild. Who would have thought the controlling woman downstairs would melt in the palm of his hand like this?
"I don't know if I should or not," he teased, brushing his fingers against her damp curls.
"Why not?" Ajana whimpered, tugging at her hands again.
"You've been such a bad girl and you don't like Halloween, which happens to be my favorite holiday." He stared into Ajana's eyes. "Bad girls don't get rewarded."
"I promise to be a good girl from now on. Please touch me," Ajana begged him, then moved her hips so the tips of his fingers were coated with her wetness.
Shit! If he didn't watch out she was going to turn the tables on him. He had to regain control of this situation and fast. "You aren't being a good girl now," Ryan reprimanded, pushing three fingers into the welcoming heat already dripping over his hand.
A sharp breath hissed out between his two front teeth. "Oh damn, honey, you feel so good." He worked his fingers in and out of her body.
"So do your fingers," Ajana panted, pressing down harder so his fingers penetrated even deeper.
He could stay in the shower with her like this for hours, but the water was getting colder. Besides, he wanted this bundle of sexiness spread across his dark blue comforter when he took her.
"Let's get out of this cold shower and move this to my bed," he suggested, removing his hands from Ajana's tempting body. Reaching behind him, he turned off the water and grabbed Ajana.
"Slow down, Officer, we have all night," she laughed as he tugged her out of the shower then through the door toward his bedroom. "Don't you want to grab a towel?"
"Why? I'm just going to make you wet all over again." Spinning around, he picked up Ajana then carried her the rest of the way to his bedroom.
Placing her in the middle of the bed, he stood back up and ran his fingers through his wet hair, pushing it off his forehead.
Ryan stared as a drop of water at Ajana's collarbone slid down over her tight stomach and pooled into her navel, showing off the "A" navel ring that hung there.
He had never slept with a woman who had a belly ring before, and he couldn't wait to slide between the smooth thighs of the woman who was wearing one at this moment.