Her hands worked a slick vertical gliding motion in synchronized rhythm with her talented mouth. If he was an experiment, she’d found the formula for success. His hips began a gyrating motion he couldn’t control, bucking up and down without regard to her sensual assault.
She licked and suckled, providing friction with her tongue. She pulled and pushed with her slick palms, bringing him to the peak and easing him back without allowing him the pleasure of release.
“Mallory, please—” The word burst from him in a groan. He’d never begged a woman before. But this was Mallory, and experienced or not, she was so damn good.
Without warning, her hand position changed and she pressed at the base of his penis, in a spot low and deep. “Jesus, don’t stop.” She didn’t and white-hot darts of fire exploded in every nerve ending he possessed.
Seconds before he came, he leaned forward and pulled her up and on top of him until her feminine heat aligned with his hot and ready erection.
She caught on quick, clamping her thighs tight around his and grinding her pelvis into his erection. He jerked his hips upward one last time and found the hottest, sweetest release he’d ever known.
Without being cocooned inside Mallory’s warm body, it wasn’t enough but at least when he came she was where she belonged, sitting on his lap and writhing against him, straining for her own release and helping the quaking shudders to continue wracking his body long after they should have ceased.
He closed his mouth over hers and with his palm, he cupped her hard between the juncture of her thighs. She moaned and arched into his hand.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Let me feel it.” With his fingers, he worked her the best he could through the denim barrier and her hips gyrated in time to the movement of his hands.
“Harder, more, Jack please…please…” Her breathless words caused a renewed stirring in his loins and when she started to convulse against his hand, the sounds and the feelings were as strong and intense as his own orgasm.
She collapsed against him, her chest against his damp one, her head cradled in his shoulder and her breath hot and heavy in his ear.
MALLORY TRIED to move and couldn’t. “I can’t catch my breath.”
His hands tangled in her hair. “I can’t say that’s a problem, considering the reason.”
She chuckled. “Good point.” She’d meant to please him and she obviously had. He’d pleased her, too, but an aching emptiness in her body remained and Mallory understood the reason only too well. She hadn’t experienced everything he had to give.
She’d had that same thought as she’d changed from her plain gray dress into the shorts and halter top she now wore. And she’d planned ahead.
“Jack?” She pushed herself back so she could meet his gaze.
Still clouded with residual desire, his dark eyes stared back at her. “What is it?”
“I hope you realize we’re not finished yet.”
Laughing, he leaned his head back against the leather seats and ran a hand through his hair. “I’m pretty damn well spent.”
She punched him lightly in the shoulder. “That’s not what I mean.”
Though she had no intention of getting all weepy or clingy with a man who only took commitment seriously when it came to escaping one, she did plan to make her point.
She reached for her purse on the front seat of the car and pulled a silk scarf from the outside zipper.
“I draw the line at wearing women’s clothing.” His lips twitched in a grin.
She let out a breathless laugh. “Thank goodness.”
His impossibly shaded eyes darkened as his palm caressed her calf.
A renewed stirring surged inside her. “Not yet.”
She took the scarf and wrapped it around his neck like a tie, pulling down on the ends until he leaned forward, his lips inches from hers.
“Bring this to my room tonight,” she ordered.
A wicked expression crossed his features, anticipation lighting his eyes. “Not the cabin?”
“I’d like to say it’s already rented but the truth is I’m tapped out. But trust me, you don’t need the cabin for what I have planned.” She pressed her lips against his and teased him with a kiss that tantalized but her tongue never plunged into the warm recesses of his mouth.