Part 8 (2/2)

Jesse's eyes darkened to a deep, rich chocolate and muttered what sounded like a prayer before he reached out to pull her toward him. One hand flat against the small of her back, he combed the other through her hair to tug gently, holding her head.

”I've got a few of my own. Why don't we share?”

”Why don't we,” she murmured just before his mouth took hers.

It was like a wildfire. The heat had been there already, swirling between them. But the touch of their lips set off the spark, sending those smoldering embers of desire into flames. Engulfing, life-changing flames that Audra welcomed like nothing she'd ever felt before.

She gave herself over to the kiss. Every slide of their tongues, nip of their teeth, fanned the flames hotter. She ran her hands down his arms and gave a s.h.i.+ver of delight at the clenched muscles beneath his s.h.i.+rtsleeves. Nothing turned her on more than a dude with a hot bod. She wanted to see just how hot Jesse's was.

She slipped her hands between their bodies and worked the b.u.t.tons of his s.h.i.+rt loose. He released his hold on her head and, oh baby, cupped her breast instead. Audra paused on the b.u.t.tons to fully give herself over to the pleasure of his fingers working her nipple beneath the slippery satin.

He pulled his mouth away and with two quick steps, swung her around so that she lay beneath him on the couch. She s.h.i.+fted so one leg wrapped around his and cupped him between her thighs. The feel of his hard flesh pressed against her swollen, aching center made her moan. Audra moved against his leg in a subtle, easy rhythm to enjoy the slow climb to ecstasy.

Jesse buried his mouth in the curve of her neck and slid his fingers up her thigh. She could feel the heat of his hand through the silky smooth stockings and waited, a half smile on her face. She let her head fall back, eyes closed to heighten the sensations, as he discovered her thighs were bare above the elastic thigh-high stockings. Her thighs and everything else.

He slid his body down just a bit, and she moaned as the movement put more pressure on her wet, throbbing nub.

”More,” she demanded breathlessly.

Jesse used that oh-so-talented mouth to tug at the laces between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Loosened, the bodice fell open and she heard his hiss of pleasure at the sight. With her free hand, she reached up to cup one of her own b.r.e.a.s.t.s, offering it up for his pleasure. Then she felt his mouth on her flesh. He used his tongue to lightly circle her nipple, teasing, taunting. Audra wanted to scream. She needed more. Needed pressure.

He must have read her desperation. In a deliciously quick move, Jesse took her nipple in his mouth. He suckled it deep as he ran the tip of his finger over the wet, straining folds of flesh between her thighs.

Audra felt the climax building, a tight coil of sensation. She tried to pull back. It was too fast, and while she was all for selfish pleasure, she wanted more with Jesse.

But he wouldn't let her. With a gentle sc.r.a.pe of his teeth over her nipple, he worked her c.l.i.toris and sent her flying over the edge.

Audra gave a keening moan of pleasure and shuddered as the o.r.g.a.s.m took her breath away. Lights flashed behind her closed eyes and she felt as if she were surfing on a wave of delight. Her body clenched, shuddering as the climax rippled through her.

While she floated somewhere in a cloud of bliss, Jesse gathered her close and s.h.i.+fted so that they lay side by side on the couch.

Her hand still clenched on his bicep, Audra slowly opened her eyes to see him staring down at her.

He winked and raised both brows. ”I know it was just an opener, but I'd say that had to rate at least a six on your scale.”

She stared blankly for a second, then burst out laughing. ”At least a six. Probably even a six and a half. I can't wait to see what you do when we're naked.”

Before she could make a move to find out, a tinny chime rang out. Jesse started, then looked around in confusion. A few notes into the tune, and Audra grimaced.

”Isn't that the song from Pinocchio? Pinocchio? What's it called?” What's it called?”

”'When You Wish Upon a Star,'” she muttered, not meeting his eyes.

Five solid seconds of stunned silence was more than she could handle, though. She glanced up from his chest to see the look of bafflement in his eyes.

”Disney? Your cell phone rings Disney?”

”Well, not really.”

He squinted at her.

”I have ring tones programmed in for some of my friends. That would be Isabel, and it's a joke. Sort of.”

”Sort of?”

Audra sighed. Why did she have the feeling she wasn't going to get his clothes off without an explanation?

”When we were kids, Isabel had a habit of acting like that annoying little cricket.”

His frown faded, and he laughed. ”Your conscience?”

Give the man points for being quick. At least on the uptake. She'd bet he took his slow, sweet time with other things. Impatience rippled through her, since she wanted to get back to finding out.

”Right. And since she has a freakish record for interrupting me when I least want her to, I haven't changed it.” Audra s.h.i.+fted and her still-sensitive nipples brushed against the hard planes of his chest. She sucked in a breath, then let it out as she pressed herself closer.

”She's gone now, so let's get back to more important matters. Like if you can top six and a half.”

Impatient to find out, she s.h.i.+fted so she could undo the remainder of his s.h.i.+rt b.u.t.tons.

Jesse's hands folded over hers. Audra looked up with a frown and tilted her head in question.

”We need to stop,” he murmured. Regret shone in his brown eyes, still hot with desire.

”What? You're kidding, right? You just gave me one sweet little o.r.g.a.s.m, but that's just an appetizer. I won't be satisfied unless I get the whole meal.” Brows furrowed, she brushed a soft kiss over his mouth. ”I want you to get the whole meal.”

He gave a strained laugh and rested his forehead against hers. Sweet pleasure, something on another level than the physical release she'd just experienced, rushed through Audra.

”I'm sure it'd be one h.e.l.l of a meal, at that. And I want to. You have no idea how bad I want to. But...I can't. I just can't.”

”Why? What is it? You have a condom. I saw it. I even have a box of them here. Is there another reason? The phone call? Did you lose the mood?”

She s.h.i.+fted against his still straining hard-on and grinned. ”You definitely didn't lose it where it counts.”

”No, it's not that.”

”What, then? Something physical?” A million thoughts ran through her brain, all of them a little gross.

He looked blank at first, then screwed up his face in denial. Relief surged through Audra.

”No! I mean, it's nothing physical. It's just...well, as insane as this sounds, I'm not that kind of guy.”

All she could do was stare, her mind blank with shock.

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