wanted this. This is what she had been waiting and hoping for, a man to finally make love to her, not just any man, but Jordan.
In a heartbeat Jordan's mouth covered hers in a crushing kiss. He pressed her against the doorframe of the bathroom. Katie could feel his erection pressing into her hip as his tongue ran across her bottom lip and demanded access. Her mouth opened willingly and he plunged in, delving to ravage every part of her mouth, tasting her, sucking her tongue back into his. Her hand slid up his shoulders and into his hair; she whimpered softly as her whole world seemed to spin around her. She clung to him. Her legs felt as weak as water. Jordan plundered her mouth over and over again. He tasted so good. For her second kiss ever, Katie felt that it had been well worth the wait, and now she needed to make up for lost time.
When he pulled back, she was panting for breath. He didn't stop. Now his lips moved across and down her skin to kiss and lick her neck.
"Katie, Katie, Katie." He whispered her name like a prayer. "Do you have any idea what you do to me?" His lips vibrated against her neck, making her moan.
"I could say the same for you." She felt him chuckle as he shifted to the other side of her neck, moving lower. One of his hands glided up over her waist to cup her breast and he squeezed it. Her knees almost buckled. His strong arms snaked around her waist, pulling her flush against the hard wall of his muscled chest. He raised his head.
The golden flecks in his hazel eyes where beautiful to gaze at.
"Katie, I need you. Let me make love to you." He was so tender, so sweet, she wanted him, but reality and fear set in as she remembered her scars. What if he didn't like what he saw? Katie swallowed hard, trying not to panic.
~ * ~
Jordan felt her stiffen and sensed her change of mood. Something was worrying her.
Shit, he must have scared her, being too bloody desperate to make love to her.
"Katie, what is it? I've been an asshole coming on too strong. I'm sorry."
"No, it's not you. I want nothing more than to make love with you, but I have some things you may not like." Her wide blue eyes filled with nervousness.
What would he possibly not like about Katie? Maybe there was someone else?
"You do have a boyfriend."
"No, I don't."
Inwardly, he sighed with relief. She avoided his gaze, and that just wouldn't do. He put his finger under her chin, lifting her gaze back up to his. "Tell me, please. I promise you there is nothing that could make me need you less than I do now," he said softly, not wanting to frighten her further.
A sweep of strong emotion washed over him, the same kind of feeling he had for Jack. Jordan knew he'd lost his heart to this sweet little Aussie girl. He loved her. He saw her swallow and draw in a deep breath. Gently, she pushed at his chest; reluctantly he stepped back giving her the space she wanted.
"When I was eight, I got hurt. It left me with some horrible scars."
Her confession made him want to laugh. He didn't care about scars; all he cared about was Katie.
"Will you show me please?" he coaxed. If she needed her confidence built, then he definitely wanted to be the one to help. Jordan's thoughts turned to Jack. He wasn't due home for a few hours yet. He'd have plenty of time to forewarn her and tell her his secret; he would also have to warn Jack before introducing him to Katie.
She gave a nod. Jordan's eyes tracked the movement of her hands as they moved down to the hem of her shirt. She gripped it tightly in her fingers before lifting it up and over her head, peeling both layers off in one sweep.
He sucked in a sharp breath, seeing the gorgeous swell of her breasts covered by white satin-laced bra. Oh god, his cock hardened to the point of pain. She was magnificent; his gaze lowered to her left shoulder. From the bra strap a series of red and white raised scar tissue snaked its way downward to just above her elbow. His eyes swept over the rest
In a heartbeat Jordan's mouth covered hers in a crushing kiss. He pressed her against the doorframe of the bathroom. Katie could feel his erection pressing into her hip as his tongue ran across her bottom lip and demanded access. Her mouth opened willingly and he plunged in, delving to ravage every part of her mouth, tasting her, sucking her tongue back into his. Her hand slid up his shoulders and into his hair; she whimpered softly as her whole world seemed to spin around her. She clung to him. Her legs felt as weak as water. Jordan plundered her mouth over and over again. He tasted so good. For her second kiss ever, Katie felt that it had been well worth the wait, and now she needed to make up for lost time.
When he pulled back, she was panting for breath. He didn't stop. Now his lips moved across and down her skin to kiss and lick her neck.
"Katie, Katie, Katie." He whispered her name like a prayer. "Do you have any idea what you do to me?" His lips vibrated against her neck, making her moan.
"I could say the same for you." She felt him chuckle as he shifted to the other side of her neck, moving lower. One of his hands glided up over her waist to cup her breast and he squeezed it. Her knees almost buckled. His strong arms snaked around her waist, pulling her flush against the hard wall of his muscled chest. He raised his head.
The golden flecks in his hazel eyes where beautiful to gaze at.
"Katie, I need you. Let me make love to you." He was so tender, so sweet, she wanted him, but reality and fear set in as she remembered her scars. What if he didn't like what he saw? Katie swallowed hard, trying not to panic.
~ * ~
Jordan felt her stiffen and sensed her change of mood. Something was worrying her.
Shit, he must have scared her, being too bloody desperate to make love to her.
"Katie, what is it? I've been an asshole coming on too strong. I'm sorry."
"No, it's not you. I want nothing more than to make love with you, but I have some things you may not like." Her wide blue eyes filled with nervousness.
What would he possibly not like about Katie? Maybe there was someone else?
"You do have a boyfriend."
"No, I don't."
Inwardly, he sighed with relief. She avoided his gaze, and that just wouldn't do. He put his finger under her chin, lifting her gaze back up to his. "Tell me, please. I promise you there is nothing that could make me need you less than I do now," he said softly, not wanting to frighten her further.
A sweep of strong emotion washed over him, the same kind of feeling he had for Jack. Jordan knew he'd lost his heart to this sweet little Aussie girl. He loved her. He saw her swallow and draw in a deep breath. Gently, she pushed at his chest; reluctantly he stepped back giving her the space she wanted.
"When I was eight, I got hurt. It left me with some horrible scars."
Her confession made him want to laugh. He didn't care about scars; all he cared about was Katie.
"Will you show me please?" he coaxed. If she needed her confidence built, then he definitely wanted to be the one to help. Jordan's thoughts turned to Jack. He wasn't due home for a few hours yet. He'd have plenty of time to forewarn her and tell her his secret; he would also have to warn Jack before introducing him to Katie.
She gave a nod. Jordan's eyes tracked the movement of her hands as they moved down to the hem of her shirt. She gripped it tightly in her fingers before lifting it up and over her head, peeling both layers off in one sweep.
He sucked in a sharp breath, seeing the gorgeous swell of her breasts covered by white satin-laced bra. Oh god, his cock hardened to the point of pain. She was magnificent; his gaze lowered to her left shoulder. From the bra strap a series of red and white raised scar tissue snaked its way downward to just above her elbow. His eyes swept over the rest
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