She looked as if the move delighted her, and he wanted to tell her that she didn’t need excuses anymore. All she had to do was ask and he’d be there.
He kissed her again, and this time he pushed the lacy top all the way down, exposing her to his greedy gaze. The thin cups of her white bra hugged her breasts, creating a luscious line that he traced with his fingers. All the time in the world, he reminded himself. That was what they had. The storm outside was no match now for the one building inside the cabin.
She pressed her breasts into his palms. “Daeg—” His name was a throaty demand. He liked this, the lush, anxious anticipation as he held her, and then worked the tank top down until the soft cotton was bunched around her waist.
“More?”
“Please,” she sighed.
He undid the front clasp of her bra and her breasts tumbled free into his hands. He gently eased her back on the love seat, the fire casting a warm glow over them. For a long moment, he just enjoyed the sight, running his hands down her sides. Soft and yet strong. The feminine muscles beneath those curves were so very pretty.
“Daeg?”
“Shh, let me look a little. You’re so beautiful.”
Truthfully, he didn’t deserve this woman, but she made him laugh, made him want, aroused and seduced him, so he’d make sure she enjoyed every minute of this night. He tucked a cushion beneath her head.
“Watch,” he ordered and her eyes darkened. “I’m going to kiss you now.”
He lowered his head, brushing his cheek against those soft curves. Trailed kisses, openmouthed ones, over her breasts. His tongue made a path his fingers followed.
“Tell me what you want.”
A small moan escaped from her as his fingers found her nipples.
“Or do you want me to guess, Dani?”
He rolled, pulling her effortlessly on top of him.
“Your leg,” she gasped, bracing her hands against his shoulders.
He wasn’t thinking about his leg. At all. Instead, he pressed up against her and the telling heat at the juncture of her thighs.
“Believe me, my leg’s fine.”
He drew down her yoga pants and panties. He wanted her naked. Now.
* * *
DAEG’S CALLUSED HANDS moved over her hips and thighs, ruthlessly baring her to his gaze. Her clothes dropped carelessly to the floor, he reversed their positions again, placing her on her back.
“Let’s see if we can heat you up some.”
His strong hands stroked every inch of revealed skin as he rose up onto his knees.
“Are you going to strip for me?” She wanted him naked, but she wasn’t in charge here and that realization was its own erotic thrill.
He chuckled and pulled his shirt off. That still left him with too many clothes on, in her opinion, because the ridge of his erection demanded uncovering. When she reached for him, however, he captured her hands with his, threading his fingers through hers. The rasp of his rough palms against hers was an erotic friction that sent heat shooting through her belly.
“Impatient? I like that. And it’s only fair because you make me lose all reason.”
Good.
A particularly strong gust of wind tore at the cabin’s roof and she was startled.
“We’re safe, I promise. Focus on me, on what we’re doing.” Reassurance filled his voice, as rock steady as the big body before her. Yes, she was safe with him. In the literal sense. Her virtue, thankfully, was clearly at risk.
“You sure the roof will hold up?” She pressed up, nibbling at his neck.
“Uh-huh.” His scorching gaze roamed over her body. “Although I think it could come down right now and I wouldn’t really notice....”
He moved with grace, shifting backward, easing her thighs apart. “Let’s try this.” His voice made her shiver.
Excitement and anticipation had robbed her of any words, instead, another moan escaped her lips.
“I’ll take that as permission.” He grinned and slipped her legs over his shoulders. A now-burning need for him had her tensing, pushing aside any fleeting embarrassment. She was right where she wanted to be with the only man she’d wantonly desired.
“You’re so beautiful—” His hoarse voice and intense look reassured her. He obviously liked what he saw.
He lowered his head to touch her intimately and she was ready. When finally, finally, he put his mouth on her, she stopped thinking altogether. He kissed and teased her, each erotic stroke of his tongue sending her higher and higher. So good, so good, she thought as he cupped her backside and increased her pleasure.