head slightly. He didn’t dare move. Was this for real? Where had the shrew-like scientist gone? Hell, she was hiding that body under the lab coat. His throat dried up as she trailed a fingernail over his chest again. He shuddered, goose flesh pimpling across his naked skin as she drew lazy circles on his chest.
His eyes snapped open as his hand moved like lightening to capture hers. “Don’t…unless you’re prepared for the consequences,” he threatened, his voice husky with repressed desire.
The subtle half smile turned teasing and her eyes narrowed into a calculating gaze. She didn’t say anything for a moment. In fact, she just looked at him, dragging her gaze up and down the length of his body. Her gaze connected with his again, and she tilted her head coyly to one side.
“What would those consequences be?” she asked him before she teasingly bit her lip.
Things weren’t making sense, but Day ignored that fact, all his attention concentrated on her. “Tease,” he told her, closing his eyes for a moment to try and get a hold of himself. This couldn’t be happening. This didn’t happen to him. He looked at her again. Yep, still in the racy underwear, that sexy look in her eyes.
“I’m so going to hell.” His thumb rubbed the inside of her wrist gently as he locked his eyes with hers, letting her read the need in them. She didn’t pull away as he drew her closer, pulling her down toward him on the bed.
She went with him, slowly lowering herself to straddle his hips. Through the sheet, her moist softness cushioned his hardness.
“Mmm...” she moaned as she closed her eyes. “That feels good.”
A shiver ran through his entire body, his eyes closing helplessly. His arms closed around her, across the back of her hips, holding her in place against him. “Don’t…move,” he ordered, his tone strangled as he snaked one hand up to bury in her hair.
She opened her eyes and looked down at him again. She ran her hands over his chest, her fingers going slowly over every bump and indentation as if memorizing it by feel. Then without warning, she leaned down and began a slow trail of soft, airy kisses from his chest to his neck. When she got there, she gave him a quick nip before whispering in his ear. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying right here...all night long.”
He sat up with her in his lap, pulling her head back to expose the long line of her throat. “Good, because this is going to take a while,” he promised, crushing her to him, his lips on the curve of her shoulder.
She arched her neck, offering herself to him. A symbol of vulnerability and submission.
She ran her fingers through his hair as the rest of her body aligned itself with his. Her knees dug deeper into the sheets, pressing herself more firmly against his aching hardness. Her breasts flattened into the brick wall that was his chest. Their bodies were like two pieces of a puzzle, falling into place perfectly.
“I’m so glad to hear that,” she murmured. “I like being…thorough.”
He chuckled, the sound reverberating through his body to hers where she touched him. “Oh, I can be very thorough,” he promised as he kissed a trail along the skin of her throat. He closed his eyes as he reached her jaw, breathing her delicate scent in as need made his body tremble. Finally, he reached her lips, his hand sliding through her hair as he claimed her mouth.
Even to him, his kisses felt intense, like water breaking through a dam. He explored every inch of her mouth with his tongue, and she let him. She played with him with her own tongue and tried to catch it with her lips. Eventually, she managed and suckled on it sensuously, suggestively, as she moved her hands down his spine to the small of his back.
She laughed a little vixen laugh as she drew up for air. “I’ll take that as a promise.”
Then she kissed him, and this time she was the aggressor. She plunged her tongue deep into his mouth and wielded it like a
His eyes snapped open as his hand moved like lightening to capture hers. “Don’t…unless you’re prepared for the consequences,” he threatened, his voice husky with repressed desire.
The subtle half smile turned teasing and her eyes narrowed into a calculating gaze. She didn’t say anything for a moment. In fact, she just looked at him, dragging her gaze up and down the length of his body. Her gaze connected with his again, and she tilted her head coyly to one side.
“What would those consequences be?” she asked him before she teasingly bit her lip.
Things weren’t making sense, but Day ignored that fact, all his attention concentrated on her. “Tease,” he told her, closing his eyes for a moment to try and get a hold of himself. This couldn’t be happening. This didn’t happen to him. He looked at her again. Yep, still in the racy underwear, that sexy look in her eyes.
“I’m so going to hell.” His thumb rubbed the inside of her wrist gently as he locked his eyes with hers, letting her read the need in them. She didn’t pull away as he drew her closer, pulling her down toward him on the bed.
She went with him, slowly lowering herself to straddle his hips. Through the sheet, her moist softness cushioned his hardness.
“Mmm...” she moaned as she closed her eyes. “That feels good.”
A shiver ran through his entire body, his eyes closing helplessly. His arms closed around her, across the back of her hips, holding her in place against him. “Don’t…move,” he ordered, his tone strangled as he snaked one hand up to bury in her hair.
She opened her eyes and looked down at him again. She ran her hands over his chest, her fingers going slowly over every bump and indentation as if memorizing it by feel. Then without warning, she leaned down and began a slow trail of soft, airy kisses from his chest to his neck. When she got there, she gave him a quick nip before whispering in his ear. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying right here...all night long.”
He sat up with her in his lap, pulling her head back to expose the long line of her throat. “Good, because this is going to take a while,” he promised, crushing her to him, his lips on the curve of her shoulder.
She arched her neck, offering herself to him. A symbol of vulnerability and submission.
She ran her fingers through his hair as the rest of her body aligned itself with his. Her knees dug deeper into the sheets, pressing herself more firmly against his aching hardness. Her breasts flattened into the brick wall that was his chest. Their bodies were like two pieces of a puzzle, falling into place perfectly.
“I’m so glad to hear that,” she murmured. “I like being…thorough.”
He chuckled, the sound reverberating through his body to hers where she touched him. “Oh, I can be very thorough,” he promised as he kissed a trail along the skin of her throat. He closed his eyes as he reached her jaw, breathing her delicate scent in as need made his body tremble. Finally, he reached her lips, his hand sliding through her hair as he claimed her mouth.
Even to him, his kisses felt intense, like water breaking through a dam. He explored every inch of her mouth with his tongue, and she let him. She played with him with her own tongue and tried to catch it with her lips. Eventually, she managed and suckled on it sensuously, suggestively, as she moved her hands down his spine to the small of his back.
She laughed a little vixen laugh as she drew up for air. “I’ll take that as a promise.”
Then she kissed him, and this time she was the aggressor. She plunged her tongue deep into his mouth and wielded it like a
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