“I think I havesomeidea of what I want next,” he said. “We got interrupted earlier.” He wrapped his other arm around my waist, pulling me against him, and I went willingly.
“But Silas and the others are coming,” I reminded him.
“Tomorrow.” He grinned. “They’re coming tomorrow. We have the whole night alone.”
I swallowed and nodded, but what I heard was,one more night. The snow was nearly over, the roads would likely be cleared tomorrow or the next day, and I’d have to go. It made my heart hurt.
“You think one night is long enough?” I demanded, hoping I didn’t sound as desperate as I felt. “Promises were made abouttasting.”
“I’m up for the challenge,” Jamie said.
I grabbed his hand, towing him to the living room and the lingering warmth from the dying fire. “Fortunately for you, I know this is somethingI’m very good at, so I don’t mind practicing at all.” I smiled smugly. “Not that I’m competitive about it.”
Jamie laughed out loud. “I don’t know how you do that,” he said, sounding genuinely mystified about something.
I waggled my brows. “I could show you. You could take notes if you—”
“Notthat,” he said, pushing a finger to my lips to shut me up. “I mean taking the craziest situation and making it fun. Taking all this bullshit and making it… okay.”
It was so close to what I’d thought abouthimearlier that I had to swallow again, all my words obliterated, and lift up on my toes to press my lips to his.
Fortunately, Jamie didn’t seem to want to speak anymore either. He pulled my shirt off silently and let his hands cruise down my shoulders and arms, interlacing our fingers as he kissed me again.
Skin on skin, our hearts beating against each other, we generated more heat than the hottest flame, and I couldn’t hold back my moan as his tongue tangled with mine. He tasted of sweetness, and spice, and something that was innatelyJamie, both brand new and achingly familiar.
He wrapped both of our hands behind my back, grinding his hips against my abs, and my stomach swooped when I realized that he was half-hard already.
“Shit,” I croaked, pushing against him again. “Home improvement projects do it for you? Nails and tarps turn your crank?”
“Must be, huh?” He bit his lip and dropped to his knees, taking my sweatpants with him. “Can’t think what else could be turning me on.”
He licked his lips and nuzzled his nose into the joint of my thighs. “Definitely sweet,” he murmured, grazing my thigh with his teeth. “Totally bitable.”
I grabbed his hair for balance, trying to rub myself against his face and step out of my pants at the same time.
“Calm down, baby. We’re not inthatmuch of a hurry,” Jamie said, chuckling.
“And yet, I feel a very strong sense of urgency,” I all but moaned. Thebabythingtotallydid it for me. I could count on one hand the times he’d called me that before yesterday, and I knew it meant nothing now, but like I had for the last day, I found myself more than willing to pretend.
I probably should have been more worried by that than I was.
Jamie chuckled and nipped my hip.
I gripped his hair harder.
“I’m gonna be bald if you keep this up,” he whispered, pressing open-mouthed kisses to my stomach.
“I feel like I’m going to be insane, so that’s only fair.” I swallowed. “You know, it might be fun if we start on the floor this time. Less falling.”
“Falling’s part of the fun.”
“We’re gonna talk about your understanding of fun,” I informed him. “Right after we…ah…finish talking aboutpoliteness. Shit, Jamie!”
Jamie laughed. “Fine. Get your ass down here with me,” he demanded, spreading his thighs and making room.
I sank to my knees, and then farther, until I was lying on my back with Jamie straddling me, his hands gliding up and down my thighs, getting a millimeter closer to my cock with every stroke, until I was a squirming writhing mess. “Touch me, Jamie! For God’s sake!”
The sky outside had darkened, throwing the room into shadows, but Jamie’s eyes caught the firelight, making them glow gold as he stared down at me. He bit his lip. “You are so…” He broke off and shook his head, like he wasn’t sure how to continue.
