Lucky Break (Lucky 3)

He shook his head. “Whatever floats your boat.”

She grinned. “That would be you.”

He lifted the book out of her hand and placed it on the nightstand, effectively ending the conversation. Then he turned to her, pulling her into his arms and sealing his lips against hers. His mouth was as hard as his body, his kiss every bit as compelling. He kissed her, making love with her, swirling his tongue inside her and drinking her up.

Every inch of her body tingled in anticipation, needing more and wanting it now. “Wait.”

She left him only long enough to undress, tossing her underwear and shirt onto the floor. He took her cue and stripped quickly, meeting her naked on the center of the bed. Every time they came together like this, she wanted to stop and look at him, savor every inch of his skin. But the urge to join with him won out.

She rolled toward him, and when his bare skin touched hers, the world seemed to stop spinning. Nothing existed except them. He urged her back against the mattress. With his knee, he par

ted her legs and positioned himself over her, his sexy gaze boring into hers.

She already knew she was ready for him, but he surprised her by not reaching for the condoms they’d placed in the nightstand drawer. Instead, he propped himself up on one arm and stared into her eyes.

She glimpsed a wealth of emotion as he lowered his lips back to hers, kissing her more gently this time. But he didn’t stop with her lips. He moved over the curve of her cheek, across her jaw, then down her neck and shoulder, pausing at what she thought of as his favorite spot. He nuzzled the sensitive area between her neck and shoulder, alternating soft love bites with longer laps of his tongue.

She shivered in delight and moaned aloud, her skin growing more sensitive. The rest of her body reacted, her nipples puckering tight against the cooler air.

The need for him to touch her there, to pull her breast into his mouth and ease the building ache, was strong. She also had an overwhelming urge to reach out to him, but he stopped her, placing her hands back on either side of her body.

“You can have your turn later. Right now you’re mine.” His eyes darkened at the prospect of having her at his mercy.

“You’re a tease,” she told him.

“And you’ll love every second,” he promised. Then, as if he’d read her mind and discovered her deepest desire, he dipped his head, catching one turgid nipple in his mouth.

She sucked in a sharp breath, exhaling slowly as he focused all of his attention on that single breast. But the wicked man wasn’t happy with just one. With his hand he cupped her other breast and simultaneously worked on them both, intensely sucking and teasing one nipple, while plumping and kneading the other.

Sensations built and collided inside her. Nothing mattered but Jason and the deliberate attention he paid to her breasts until she writhed on the mattress, her lower body bucking upward and begging for relief.

“Is this what you want?” he asked in a gruff voice, firmly cupping her mound.

Lauren leaned her head back and groaned, thrusting her pelvis against his hand.

“I’ll take that as a yes?” he asked, chuckling.

She forced her heavy lids open to find him staring at her, his own eyes dark with desire.

“You can take that as, it’s nowhere near enough.” She needed him to thrust hard inside her and fill the growing emptiness.

“All you had to do was say so.” He dipped one finger inside her. “So wet,” he murmured. Using her own moisture, he glided his fingertips over the delicate flesh, up one side, down the other, until finally he took pity on her and thrust his finger deep inside once more.

Lauren lifted her knees and squeezed her flesh around him, contracting and seeking relief from the unrelenting waves pushing at her body but never offering her real release. She knew she was close, just as she knew he was intentionally prolonging the combination of pleasure and agony. Watching her as she moaned, writhed, even begged him for more.

In the far recesses of her mind, she knew he must be sacrificing his own pleasure for hers, but she couldn’t focus. Didn’t want to.

Jason had never been more turned-on in his life. All his energy and thought went into pleasing her, and it was the most incredible high, watching her face contort with pleasure, viewing her body craving his and listening to the heavy, breathy moans as she came closer and closer to release.

“I need you,” Lauren pleaded with him, and he nearly came right then.

“What is it you need?” He wanted to hear her say it.

“Inside me. I need you inside me.”

He groaned and dove for the nightstand, pulling a condom out with shaking hands. He yanked it on and moved over her, drawing her hands above her head, and sealing his lips to hers.

He broke the kiss only to look at her face as she spread her legs and he thrust deep. Her body shuddered around him and she exhaled hard, her breath warm against his neck.