back to guide her into the living room. “What can I get you?”
Her gaze fell on his glass. “Whatever you’re having.”
Jay forced himself away from her because he was tempted to toss her onto the sofa and take her right there and then.
“Okay, sweetheart. Make yourself cosy.”
When he returned with the drink, he sat down next to her and they clinked glasses.
“Nice home, by the way…from what I’ve seen so far,” she said, taking a sip.
“I’ll give you a tour later.”
She looked at the appetisers laid out on the coffee table. “Mmm…those look good.”
He reached out and picked up a juicy shrimp, dipped it in seafood sauce and brought it to her mouth. “Open up,” he said.
Her gaze met his as she parted her full lips, allowing him to slide the juicy morsel into her mouth. He watched her chew, his cock now pushing against the crotch of his jeans. He followed with a big dark olive, and removed the pit she produced between her lips. When her tongue swept across her lips, he almost groaned.
“More?”
“No…sorry…I had a late lunch.”
So had he. He’d cooked pasta in case, but he was glad to skip to dessert…and it was sitting on his sofa.
Her green eyes smouldered with desire, but also with other emotions he couldn’t define. He took her hand and brushed his thumb over her skin. “Tara, I want you to know that I would never use you. I enjoy your company a lot.”
He heard the catch in her breath as her gaze met his. Her hand squeezed his and the smile that curved her mouth was so warm it caused an unexpected tug in his chest.
“I feel the same, Jay.”
He stood up, still holding her hand. “Let me show you the rest of the house.”
When he took her straight to his bedroom, she gave a short chuckle. “That was some tour.”
He tilted her chin up and lowered his mouth to about an inch from hers. “The tour starts here, baby.” He touched his mouth to hers in a teasing caress before taking a step back.
He threaded his fingers through her hair. “Silky soft, and so much colour…” He grasped a handful and buried his nose in it. “Mmm…” Almonds and honey.
Releasing her hair, he caressed the smooth curve of her upper cheek. “Eyes like emeralds, except for when you get angry…then they’re like the depths of the forest. And this…” He traced the soft edge of her mouth “…a succulent strawberry.” Her lip quivered under his fingers.
He moved his hand down the slender column of her neck and over the delicate curve of her shoulder. “Your skin is like creamy silk.” The contrast of her fair skin against his aroused him further.
His gaze dipped and he slid his finger into her warm cleavage. “Your breasts drive me crazy. I love full breasts…and yours are more than a handful.”
He traced the smooth curve of her waist, hip and upper thigh. “This part of your body is damn sexy.” He walked around her, dragging his fingers along her thigh, and stopped behind her. He cupped her at the junction of her cheek and her thigh. “Pure female.”
He felt the tremble that went through her body and brushed her hair to one side to blow a gust of breath onto her neck. Goose bumps erupted across her skin.
He gripped her hips and pressed his heavy erection into her, making her gasp. “Tara, I swear, it’s damn near impossible to work with you sometimes.”
He unfastened the clip at the nape of her neck and peeled the dress from her body, letting it pool at her feet. He walked around her again. She was wearing one of those satiny, strapless bras that clasped at the front. He made short work of that, too, and sucked in a sharp breath while her breasts grew taut under his gaze. He traced the wide circle of her areola with a feather-light touch and heard the snag of her breath as her nipple hardened to a tight peak. She was so responsive. He caught the bud between his fingers and tweaked it, eliciting another raw sound from her lips.
Hooking his fingers into her
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