Screw Me Sideways
“Good point.” She forced a smile. “Your breakfast is getting cold.”
“I’m more interested in what you’re keeping on ice. Wanna barter for it?”
Jade snickered. “What do you mean?”
She knew exactly what he meant.
“I’ll pleasure the truth out of you.”
“You could’ve looked for yourself.”
“But I didn’t,” he pointed out. “Shouldn’t that count for something?”
She pushed away but he wouldn’t let her leave him. With a quick tug, he pulled her against him and quickly topped her, tucking her body under his and staring down at those mesmerizing blue eyes.
He took the kiss he wanted, the kiss he’d dreamt about. And just as he’d imagined in his dreams, she arched in his arms while wrapping hers around his neck.
The kiss turned ravenous and he cupped the side of her full breast, wanting to take advantage of every opportunity but concerned about her lack of experience. Testing the waters then, he drew back. Dragging his thumb across her lip, he whispered, “Go get it.”
“No.” She gave him a playful shove.
“Yes.” He gripped her hip. “You want me to show you what happens to naughty women who don’t mind me?”
“What if I said yes here? What would happen?”
He studied her thoughtfully, considering his next move. “I need to ask you something before I answer your question. Have you ever been with a man?”
She paled.
Damn. He was right.
“Why is that important?”
“Maybe it is. Maybe it isn’t.” Watching her then, he gently pushed aside her robe and trailed his fingers up her leg. “How much can you handle, Jade? What are you inviting? Ask yourself that.”
Her eyelashes fluttered. She arched, as if he were already bringing her unforgettable forbidden pleasures.
Driven to see more, he slipped his hand higher, leaving his fingers right outside her warm pussy. “Do you want this?” He dipped one digit between her folds.
“Kellan.” She raked her fingernails across his shoulders, digging at his skin until all he could think about was savage fits of passion, the kind that left scratch marks on a man’s back.
“Do you have gingerroot in the freezer?”
“Yes.”
He grinned. “Have you used it in the past?”
“No.”
“You’re in for a real surprise, honey,” he said, adding another finger and thrusting inside her.
“Oh God.” She winced, as if the impalement had brought her pain.
He’d soon introduce plenty of pleasure. “What else is in the freezer?”
“A dildo.”
He groaned, thinking of this buxom beauty alone in her bed, trying to find pleasure, intent on experiencing certain things for herself even if she didn’t have a lover.