Dangerous Rock (Dangerous Noise 3)

It's like he's never seen breasts before.

His stare makes me hot all over.

"Now," I groan.

He takes his time sliding his hand down my torso. Dragging his lips down my neck, over my collarbone.

His lips close around my nipple.

He sucks on me as he unbuttons my jeans. Undoes my zipper. His fingertips press my panties into my skin.

He rubs me over my panties.

The damn fabric is still in the way.

"Joel," I breathe. "Please."

Still, he rubs me over my panties. The pressure gets harder. Harder. Pleasure fills my pelvis, but it's not enough. I need his hands on my skin.

I push my jeans off my hips.

Then the panties.

I shimmy out of both garments. The damn things get stuck on my ankles. I kick them off so hard my foot smacks into Joel's shin.

He gives me a long, slow once over.

The desire in his eyes still excites me. It still makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the universe.

I stare into his gorgeous green eyes as I take his hand and place it between my legs.

He doesn't tease. He rubs my clit with those slow circles. It's exactly what I need.

Pleasure knots in my core.

Almost.

Almost.

He leans down to suck on my nipple. Damn, the pressure of his soft wet tongue. It's almost too much to take.

Joel growls against my skin. "Say my name, angel."

My eyelids press together. "Joel."

He rubs me harder.

There.

I scream his name again and again as I come. Pleasure spills through my limbs. The world goes white. I can't see or feel anything but bliss.

Joel presses his fingertips to my lips. The gesture is so affectionate that I nearly forget what we're about to do. Then he presses his fingers into my mouth, and I taste myself on them, and I remember.

His eyes meet mine. "You ready?"

"No, but I trust you."

He nods and pulls off his t-shirt. I take my time exploring the lines of his chest. His stomach.