Dare to Stay (Dare Nation 4)

“Jesus,” he said on a hiss.

“Feel good?” she asked, not stopping her continual teasing with her hand.

Even better than his memories, that was for damned sure. He grasped her wrist, stopping her before he unloaded too soon. “Take off your jeans.”

She wriggled out of the tight denim, leaving herself in the skimpiest pair of lace panties he’d ever seen.

“I suppose you want these off, too?” she asked, hooking her thumbs into the material on her hips and teasing him by not pulling them down, just wriggling her free fingers and all but daring him to come take them off himself.

“Unless you want me to rip them off.”

Laughing, she began to slowly lower them.

This was what he’d wanted. A return to the light, teasing banter, the easy way they’d been with each other when things were good.

She let them drop to the floor and faced him, naked, so gorgeous she took his breath away. Her breasts round and full, her nipples tight and aroused, and there was a slight swell to her belly, which he’d always loved. Her legs were long and tanned, and then there was her neatly trimmed sex.

A low growl of desire escaped his throat. “Bed,” he said, desire flooding his veins.

They didn’t have far to go. Clasping her hand in his, he led her to the king-size bed in the center of his room, picked her up, and easily tossed her onto the middle of the mattress before climbing on.

He came over her and looked into her eyes. She immediately glanced away and grasped his cock, denying him the intimacy he sought, but he wasn’t worried. He’d get his way soon.

As she slid her hand up and down his shaft, then moved to cup his balls in her hand, he groaned. He wanted to make this last, not come all over her like some teenager.

Time to tease her for a bit, he thought, easing himself down and spreading her thighs until he lay between her open legs. A glance at her glistening pussy and he was done for. Dipping his head, he slid his tongue through her sweet wetness and began to tease and torture her by licking around, near, and everywhere but her clit, where she needed him the most.

“Braden, please!” She gripped his hair in her hands and ground herself against his mouth.

Hearing his name on her lips was the best feeling, so he rewarded her by pulling the small bud into his mouth and working it with licks of his tongue and light grazing with his teeth. Her hips bucked and he placed a hand over her stomach, holding her down while he worked her over until she began to whimper, shake, and finally her climax hit. And though he wanted nothing more than to watch her come, he kept his focus on her pleasure and kept up the pressure until she was no longer writhing against him but overly sensitive. Only then did he lift himself up and glance at her face.

Satisfaction etched her features as her heavy-lidded gaze met his. “Gotta say that beat my vibrator.”

He narrowed his gaze. “You no longer need to use that.”

Although self-pleasure was better than another man providing her with relief. Hell, he didn’t want to think about her with anyone else. Was he a hypocrite? Yes. And he didn’t care to remember what he’d done in the last two years, because they’d meant nothing. He’d close his eyes and see Willow, and right after, he’d be filled with regret.

He rid his mind of those memories and focused on the woman before him. If he had his way, she would be the only woman in his future.

He grasped his hard cock and rubbed it over her clit. Her eyes dilated and she let out a moan. “I’ll make you forget everything and everyone but me,” he said, poised to enter her.

“Condom!” She lifted her head and met his gaze.

Shit. “Let me see if I have any in my bag.” He’d known she was sharing a room and never thought she’d show up at his door.

She drew a deep breath. “I’m still on birth control.”

Without getting into his recent past, he said, “I was tested for everything when I got back.”

Sudden uncertainty filled her gaze, and he waited for her to come to a decision.

* * *

Willow’s body still quivered with a combination of satisfaction and need as she and Braden discussed protection. And though she was the first to offer up the fact that she was on the pill, she quickly came to the realization of just what she was getting herself into. Being with Braden bare skin to skin was a step toward intimacy she wasn’t sure she was ready to take. On the other hand, she didn’t want to get into the discussion that would be even more serious if she admitted to her reservations. Reservations that were only about her heart. She trusted him to keep her safe this way.