Be My Hero (Forbidden Men 3)
I growled and pushed my hips deeper into hers.
"I'm beginning to see how torturous having my jeans there is. I want to wrap my legs around you so bad right now."
Me and her both. I was tempted to rip them off, as well as the rest of her clothing. But I wanted this to last.
"I wonder what it'd be like to kiss you if you had a tongue ring?" she said as she touched my eyebrow hoop.
"I'll get one tomorrow," I panted right before tangling my tongue with hers again.
We kissed forever.
Growing restless, Eva arched against me, trying to wrestle free of her jeans. "Pick, please . . . "
I couldn't take anymore, so I ripped them off and tossed them over my shoulder.
"Oh, thank God."
She immediately moved to wrap my waist with her thighs, but I caught her hip.
"Not yet."
She groaned. "Patrick."
I smiled. "That's what I like to hear, baby. Say my name in that sexy voice."
"Pat . . . " Her head fell back as I began to kiss my way back down her body, " . . . trick."
I lingered around her pretty bra, buried my nose into her cleavage and inhaled her heavenly lilac scent. Then I moved on again, licking and nibbling my way down, worshipping every inch. When I reached her belly button, I dipped my tongue inside, then grasped her panties with my teeth and peeled them off. She tensed in anticipation, making me smile when she began to pet my head encouragingly. But I paused when I came across her bright red C-section scar.
I kissed my way across it before lifting my face and caressing her hip. "Your doctor has cleared you for this, right?"
She nodded, but it looked like she was holding her breath. "Yeah. Like a month ago."
Curious what had her suddenly uptight, I kept watching her as I kissed the scar again, right above her pubic line.
"You okay?" I asked.
She nodded but couldn't seem to calm down. So I crawled back up her body until we were eye to eye.
"What's up?" My question was gentle, but it still made her gnash her teeth as if upset with herself.
"I just . . . " She shook her head and gave a small laugh. "I'm getting nervous, I guess. I mean, you and I have never . . . you know . . . before. And it's all so intense and overwhelming and—"
"Hey." I cupped her cheek and pressed our foreheads together. "Don't worry. Nothing has to happen."
That seemed to distress her more, though. "But I want it to—"
I kissed her silent. Then I rested my brow back against hers, feeling so lucky to be here with her. I'd already gotten more than I'd ever thought possible from her; anything else would be gravy. "How abou
t this? We don't think about what could come next. Don't think ahead at all. Just enjoy what is happening."
Her blue eyes softened with adoration. "You are the wisest man I've ever known."
"Damn straight." I kissed her again.
Her limbs relaxed under mine. Then her body melted into me and her breathing picked up. When kissing left us weak and breathless, her legs shifted restlessly. I slipped my fingers between her thighs. She gasped and tightened, but her hands clung to me, trying to draw me closer.
Dipping inside her, I shuddered and closed my eyes.