Okay. Loved nipple play. Check.
He scattered kisses up her neck, stopping at her mouth. He kissed the corner of her smile, nipping and licking the seam until she parted her lips. He dove in for a blistering kiss, feeling her hands moving all over him, on his lower back, pressing down as she tried to connect their hips.
He buried his lips in her hair above her ear. “Jess—”
“If this is another warning to be patient…you oughta know I almost came just from you sucking my ni**les. When you went down on me? Just thinking about it now still makes my entire groin throb.”
Brandt smiled against her temple. “Throb, huh? So, does that mean you don’t want to show me this super vibrator of yours that can get you off a dozen times a day?”
“Huh-uh.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m thinking of throwing it out.”
“Why?”
“I’d rather you got me off a dozen times a day.”
“Glad to know I’m a step up from a vibrator,” he murmured.
“You’re ten stories above a vibrator and you know it.” She sighed. “You have a mouth made for sex.
When you kiss me it’s like my brain goes on overload.”
He levered himself over her, watching as her eyes went dark with anticipation. “There’s something else you oughta know about me, Jess.”
“What’s that?”
“I’m a sexual man. I’ll push you, but the biggest thing you’ll need to get used to with me is that I like sex. I like a lot of sex. Once we start this, there’s no backing down. No changing your mind. I will want you morning, noon and night, because you’ve proven you’ve got a pretty magical mouth yourself.”
“Bring it on, cowboy. I’ll have no problem keeping up with your demands. But if you expect I’m gonna be a passive lover, think again.”
Her cocksure reply made his dick jump against his belly. “Bring it on, cowgirl.”
And Brandt continued to focus on her face as he slipped inside her inch by inch.
Jessie wrapped her feet around the inside of his ankles, holding him in place. Soon as her hands landed on his ass, she arched, driving him deeper.
The slow, steady, easy strokes didn’t stay that way for long. She urged him on by canting her pelvis, moaning yes, yes. Brandt forced himself to keep the same pace as he greedily watched Jessie unravel. She held him still with a nail digging grip on his ass as her pu**y spasmed around his shaft.
As soon as she went limp, his hips pistoned harder, faster. His entire body seemed to boil—blood, skin, balls and bones—when his seed shot out of his dick in a hot wash of pleasure. An eye crossing, leg cramping, sweat pouring, primal grunting, he’d found heaven kind of ecstasy.
When he found his way back to reality, he realized this was true heaven. Not the outstanding orgasm, but seeing Jessie’s soft smile. Feeling her soft, sated body beneath his. Having her here, with him. Where she belonged. Because his beautiful, sweet Jessie was his perfect match in every way.
How long before she realized it?
“Brandt?”
“What? Sorry.” He smiled a bit sheepishly. “Zoned out.”
“I noticed.” She rubbed circles on his lower back that sent another wave of tingles dancing up his spine. “That was amazing.”
“Uh-huh.”
Wow. Got some sexy love talk going on there.
Spent, emotionally and physically, he rolled onto his back.
Immediately Jessie snuggled into him so thoroughly she was practically on top of him.
“Comfy?” he murmured.
“Mmm. Very. You don’t mind, do you?”
No. I freakin’ love it. “No. But do you, ah…need to go to the bathroom or shower or anything before we call it a night?”
“Nope. I wanna fall asleep like this.”
“You do?”
“Yep. I like your scent all over me. I like feeling the stickiness between my thighs and remembering how it got there. Does that sound weird?”
“No.” He brushed his lips over her crown. “It’s hot as hell.” The remnants of his seed would ease the way when he f**ked her first thing in the morning.
“I like having you in my bed.” She kissed his pectoral. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For the smokin’ hot sex. But also for not being petty and turning me down. I would’ve deserved your rejection for the way things have gone between us in the past.”
Brandt forced her to look at him. “As far as I’m concerned that’s where it can stay. In the past. We’re movin’ forward, right?”
“Right.”
He pressed her cheek back down on his chest. “Go to sleep. Mornin’ is gonna come awful early.”
She snickered. “Already got your wake-up call for me planned out?”
“Definitely.”
“Tell me.”
“And ruin the surprise? No way.”
Chapter Eleven
Jessie and Landon were sitting side by side on the couch watching a Winnie the Pooh DVD when Brandt returned from the ranch. As soon as he’d divested himself of his outerwear, he marched over and cradled Jessie’s face in his hands.
The man nearly set her lips aflame with his hungry, and yet unhurried kiss. She tried to pull away, but he breathed, “Not yet,” against her mouth and returned to those deceptively lazy kisses. Then he eased back and murmured, “Not nearly enough, but it’ll do for now.”
Right then, Jessie understood she wasn’t prepared for what it meant to be Brandt McKay’s lover.
Sure, he’d tried to warn her last night about his sexual appetite. About his intent to satisfy that appetite as well as building the same type of appetite in her. Maybe she’d even suspected his declaration was a little too filled with machismo. A little too over the top.
She should’ve known better. She should’ve understood after he’d made love to her so thoroughly that last go around. She should’ve understood when he’d proved his desire for her first thing this morning.
Spooned behind her, lifting her top leg over his, f**king her slowly while one hand played with her ni**les and the other controlled her clit, whispering in her ear with that made-for-morning-sex voice. She came so hard she’d ripped the sheet off the bed.
“Jess? What’s up? You’ve got a scared rabbit look goin’ on.”
“Seeing this forceful side of you…is a bit of a shock.”
“You’ll get used to it.” He smooched her mouth again.