One Perfect Touch (Very Irresistible Bachelors 3)

She held up a finger. “Just trying to get a feel for how this is going.”

“Did you really need merchandise?” I asked, laughing.

“Yes, the display is missing a bra. And I just couldn’t take the suspense anymore.” She looked from me to Rob, then back to me.

Rob pulled me into him, kissing the side of my head. “I’m negotiating getting her out of here.”

“Excellent. Can’t wait to tell the family.”

“Wait, what?” I asked, perplexed.

Tess grimaced. “Um, well... Ryker and Cole were here in the morning before you came in. I didn’t know if you could make it, so I called for help. Anyway, I accidentally brought them up to date.”

“How can you do that accidentally?” Rob asked. I bit my lip to keep from laughing.

“I blame that on the no-secrets policy. Just makes me instantly share news with everyone in the family. I’ll leave you two now. I’m leaving as soon as I put this bra on the mannequin.”

She was grinning from ear to ear as she left.

“I like how you switched from bossing to negotiating,” I said.

“Sounds smoother. Now, let’s go.” His gaze smoldered. “Skye....”

“I’m gone,” Tess called from the front. The sound of the door closing followed.

Rob strode closer until he was right in front of me, eyes hot and determined. His whole body language was just smoking hot. Shoulders slightly hunched forward, his biceps flexed as he bent his arms at the elbow, touching my waist.

***

Rob

I barely kept my hands off her. Now that I knew we were alone, I couldn’t stop touching her. This woman was just everything I needed. I’d always thought I was happy with my life the way it used to be, that it was enough. Meeting her changed that. Falling for her changed me.

I led her to the couch between changing rooms.

“Here?” Skye whispered.

“Here. That way you’ll think about me every time you see it.”

That, and I couldn’t wait another minute, let alone the time it took to get her home.

I touched her mouth with my fingers. She parted her lips, biting one finger gently. It drove me crazy. Pulling her closer, I captured her mouth, then kissed down her neck. I got rid of her clothes in a few moves, then skimmed my lips from one shoulder to the other before descending to her breasts. They almost spilled out of her half-cup bra. I licked and nipped right along the line where fabric met skin, smiling when she pushed her hips forward into me. Kissing her again, I lowered one hand between us, slowing down as I reached the hem of her panties. Her breath was shaky. I splayed her thighs wider with my knee, lowering my hand even more over her panties, running one finger over the center right between her thighs. She moaned against my mouth. Pulling back, I turned her around, pressing her ass against my cock. I wanted her to feel how hard I was.

“Grip the backrest,” I said.

Goose bumps instantly broke out on her skin. I barely kept from bending her over right this instant, tugging her panties to one side, and driving inside her. She did just as I said while I pushed down my pants and boxers, then pulled my shirt over my head. I was desperate for her: to touch, claim, own every part of her.

I undid the clasp of her bra before palming one breast. I slipped the other hand into her panties, circling her clit. I needed to get her wet and ready because I couldn’t be gentle tonight. I wanted her on a primal level, more than ever before. With one hand, I pulled at each bow holding her panties together at her hips. They fell to the floor, and we were both completely naked now. Still standing right behind her, I strummed my fingers over her pussy. Moaning, she leaned back against me, trapping my cock between my front and her left ass cheek. I could feel the tension build inside her. Every sharp intake of breath, every moan of hers reverberated through me.

“Rob,” she gasped as her whole body curved forward. I leaned with her, kissing her back, letting my hand drop, giving her a brief reprieve. Gripping at the base of my erection, I positioned myself between her thighs, drawing the tip of my cock from her clit all the way down to her entrance, then teased her again.

“Rob, oh...,” she whispered. Her legs were shaking slightly.

I wanted to make her come once just like this, but I barely kept from bursting myself. Tension pumped through me. When she was close to the edge, I straightened up, holding her with one arm against me, teasing her clit with my fingers. She climaxed beautifully, arching her back, resting her head on my shoulder as she cried out. I whirled her around, capturing her mouth before she’d even finished coming. I explored her mouth ferociously, moving us both around the armrest. I lowered myself on the couch, pulling he

r on top of me. She straddled me, her knees at my sides.

“Now you’re at my mercy,” she teased.