Secret Weapon - Page 30

Was she kidding? How could he not know?

“Yup.” He kissed her forehead, then closed his eyes.

“You planning on going to sleep like this?” she asked.

He opened his eyes. “That had been my plan.”

Her lips pursed. “And if I have other plans?”

He flattened his hand on the small of her back and pulled her tight against him. She gasped as his semierect cock glided deeper.

“Do you?”

She gazed at him with glazed eyes. “Do I what?”

“Have other plans?”

“Oh, uh … No, not really.”

He grinned broadly, loving the fact he’d been able to throw her off balance for a change.

She gazed at his chest as she stroked her hand down it, then squeezed internal muscles designed to confound a man, gripping his cock in deliriously intense, warm woman-softness.

“I’m just not sure I want to … sleep,” she said.

“I’m pretty tired after last night.”

She pushed against his chest. He cooperated and rolled onto his back, taking her with him.

“How about I do all the work?” She settled her knees on either side of him and sat up. He ran his hands over her gorgeous breasts, then cupped them, the soft mounds filling his hands.

“Honey, if you think this is work, I’d love to see what you consider pleasure.”

She laughed, stroking her fingers over his tight nipples, sending spiraling swirls of heat through him.

He couldn’t believe he’d finally made love with Janine. It had been his dream for so long.

And now, here she was wanting more.

She leaned forward and kissed his neck, then nibbled his raspy chin.

She shifted her hips. The tight grasp of her silken sheath sent his cock twitching.

“Ohhh, yeah.” She sighed. “Sloan, you have one serious piece of equipment there.”

“You like?”

“I love it!” She swirled her hips around one way, then the other, spiraling his cock inside her.

“Baby, that is sensational.” He grasped her hips and followed the movement of her body as she drove him wild.

She squeezed and twirled. His cock swelled close to bursting. He stroked down her belly and tucked his finger at the base of her, then explored her folds until he found her clit. She sucked in a breath as he toyed with it.

She began to move with more purpose. She pulsed against him, pivoting her hips forward and back. He flicked faster against her clit and she moaned. Her head fell back, her long blond hair cascading behind her.

“Oh, yes. Oh, Sloan.”

Oh, God, the sound of his name on her lips at the height of passion …

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