Destined for Love (Love in Bloom: The Bradens, Book 2) Contemporary Romance by Melissa Foster Page A

long enough to look down at her dress hiked up to the crest of her thighs, her knees opened to him, and her eyes—those deep valleys of blue—tantalized his already raging desire.
    “Jesus, you’re delicious. I’ve wanted to taste you for years.”
    “Taste me,” she said, and reached for his mouth again. She took his hand and drew it to her thigh.
    Rex’s chest swelled with need as he ran his hand beneath the edge of her dress and felt her damp heat through the thin veil of her panties. She moved in closer, urging him on, her hips pushing against his fingers until they were damp, too. Something in the back of Rex’s mind told him to stop. His father would never forgive him if he found out that Rex had dishonored him this way. But as he slipped a finger under the edge of her panties and felt those wet, sensitive folds of skin, he knew he had entered territory from which he could not retreat.  
    “Rex,” she said breathlessly, trailing kisses down his neck to the ridge of his shoulder, where she sucked until he thought he might come.
    He slipped his fingers inside her, and she gasped a breath before taking his mouth against hers in a deep, greedy kiss. He teased her with his thumb as his fingers stroked her sweet, velvety insides. He buried the lingering thoughts of his father and wrapped his arm around Jade’s waist. In one swift move, she was beneath him, his fingers still teasing, probing, furtively seeking the spot that would send her over the edge. She fumbled with his shirt, and he tugged it over his head, tossed it on the floor.
    She leaned up and took his nipple in her mouth. He groaned as she sucked and teased him with her tongue. He couldn’t breathe; he had to have more of her. He pushed her down with his free hand and pulled her dress up to her neck. God, she was beautiful, lying there in her black panties and lacy bra. She grasped the back of his head and pulled him to her breast. He licked her through the fabric until she arched into him with a needy moan, then unhooked the front clasp and exposed two beautifully perfect mounds. She trembled beneath the slow drag of his tongue around her taut nipple.
    Her skin shimmered against the darkness as he dragged his tongue down the center of her belly, slowing to take little suckles of her skin. He felt her tighten around his fingers, and he probed faster, harder, until she grabbed his wrist and bucked against his hand, her orgasm pulsing around him, drawing out sexy little moans as she climbed higher and higher. She called out his name as she reached her peak. Tiny aftershocks clenched around his fingers, still buried within her, until she lay spent, panting, one arm across her forehead, the other still grasping his wrist.
    “God, you’re beautiful,” Rex said, as he drew his fingers from between her legs and sucked them slowly between his lips.

Chapter Nine
    I’M DYING. I just know it . Jade lay on her back beneath Rex, unable to think past the orgasm she’d just had with nothing more than his fingers. Jesus, what could he do with the monster trapped in his jeans? She could barely breathe. Her legs were numb, and her skin was so sensitive she thought she might have another orgasm with the lightest of touches.
    Rex drew his fingers from his lips with a hungry look in his eyes, and Jade’s body responded with a gentle tug from her center. So cowboy is a dirty boy . A thrum of excitement ran through her as he rolled his eyes down her body, her knees splayed wide, her panties still on.
    “Jade,” he said in an unsteady voice.
    His voice alone had her craving more of him.
    “We can’t do this,” he said as he moved away.
     Jade stopped breathing. If she wasn’t dying before, she surely was now. What the hell was he talking about?
    “Rex?”
    He leaned over her and snagged his shirt from the floor, slipped it over his head.
    Jade sat up and touched his arm. “What’s going on? Did I misunderstand something here?” When you had your fingers