Burned Deep (Burned 1)

chapter 18

I didn’t know what to say.

Apparently, Dane didn’t have a problem with my lack of words. His mouth sealed with mine and he kissed me possessively. My body melded to his and I slipped my arms around his neck, holding on tight.

I experienced a different kind of bliss. Exhilaration over the way he fervently ignited my insides mixed with warmth from his admission until I burned with need.

Breaking the kiss, I simply said, “Dane.”

And he knew what I wanted.

With one arm still around my waist, he reached for his suit jacket on top of the bureau with his free hand and dug out his wallet and a condom. He clenched the packet between his teeth as he whisked my panties down my thighs and I worked them off at my ankles.

He led us to the armless chair next to the full-length mirrors and yanked his pants and briefs to his hips, rolled on the condom, and pulled me into his lap. I straddled him and he sank in deep.

“Yes,” I whispered along his temple. “God, you feel so good.”

I rocked slightly as his hands roved my body, slipping under the shirt I wore. He clasped my waist and pressed me against him, tighter, as he thrust into me. I gasped. He was thick and full and pumping deeper, faster.

He palmed my breasts and massaged them, teasing my nipples into hard points. My head fell back and I let out a throaty moan as the sizzling sensations built. I curled my fingers into his biceps as he commanded my passion and pushed me higher.

Dane swept the material covering me up to my chest and then his tongue flicked over my nipple, puckering the bud further. He drew the taut peak into his mouth and my insides ignited.

I shamelessly, wholly sparked with this man. Everything he did sent me straight to the edge.

And he knew it.

His breath caressed my sensitive skin as he murmured, “Come for me.”

My fingers tangled in his lush hair and I rocked more firmly, my hips undulating. He gripped my waist again and guided me into a quicker rhythm that made soft pants fall from my lips.

He captured them with a hungry kiss and I lost it completely. Ripping my mouth from his, I cried out his name as the searing orgasm consumed me. I squeezed him tight.

“Yes,” he ground out. “Ari. Baby.”

I felt him surge and pulse within me. Then his cock throbbed in wild beats as he came, his hands still holding me steady.

My head fell forward and my lips grazed his cheek, his jaw, his neck. I quietly, breathlessly, said in his ear, “Just because I can’t say the words yet doesn’t mean I don’t feel it, too.”

His arms slid around me and our bodies pressed together. “I’ve been patient so far, haven’t I?”

I laughed. “You move fast and push hard.”

“I don’t see the point in wasting time when I want something. This has been a bit different, but it’s meant to be, so I’m not going to hide the fact that I’m crazy about you.”

I swept a wayward lock of hair from his forehead. He’d given me something to work with here—something in my comfort zone. “I’m crazy about you, too.”

“See?” He grinned devilishly. “You come around quick.”

Then he gave me a sweet but hot kiss.

It was impossible to deny that I was totally wrapped up in Dane. I’d realized long ago that my feelings ran deep. A somewhat unsettling and tenuous situation to find myself in, given that I still didn’t know all that much about him. Just that he wanted me and fiercely pursued this budding relationship.

When I partially came to my senses, I said, “Don’t you have a conference call?”

He grunted. “I’m enjoying this much more.”

“Duty calls and you’re too responsible to shirk it.” Okay, so I did know some things about the man.