“Slow down,” he muttered, and lifting me up like I was a feather, he put me down closer to the headboard. My dressbunched around my hips, and I watched as Jonah ran his fingers up my legs, stopping at my waist.
“Let’s get this off,” he muttered, lifting my dress over my head and off me. “I’ve been waiting forever to see you naked again.”
I had a memory of Jonah from that night, strong planes on his back, wide shoulders tapering down to a lean waist. I inhaled, my body tense with anticipation as I watched him toss his jacket and tie to the side before he began to remove the rest of his clothes.
The crisp shirt came off first, and I licked my lips. He was certainly something. Muscled, tall, and all male. He then dropped his pants, and I ran my tongue over my lips as I watched, a smile taking over my lips.
“I’m all yours,” he said, lying down next to me, and I was suddenly aware of something. What if this wasn’t as good as I’d built it up to be? What if today was a disappointment and?—
“Stop thinking,” Jonah said with a chuckle as he looked at me.
He reached up to kiss my lips, his hand moving to cup my breast. At the touch of our bodies, my worries flew out of my mind. It was as if my body remembered everything. My hands flew around his neck, and my lips parted to let his tongue in.
This was familiar. This was perfect.
His fingers caressed the curve of my breast before pinching my taut nipple. “You’re so beautiful; it’s brutal—you know that?” he asked in a low voice. “I get rock hard, just thinking about you naked.”
A thrill coursed through me.
“I’ve never seen such tempting curves,” he said, bending to place a kiss on my shoulder and dipping down to the swell of my breasts.
His lips made a path around my plump breasts before his tongue traced a tingly, cool path around my nipple. I edged closer, feeling the need build up within me.
I wasn’t going to be mistaken for a Dolce & Gabbana model anytime soon, and I was glad Jonah appreciated my body, even after having a child. He was licking a path in the dip between my breasts, his hand stroking my stomach seductively.
He dipped his head, taking one nipple in between his teeth while his tongue swept over the tip brazenly. A moan escaped from my throat.
“God, Lexi, I need you so bad,” he muttered, stroking my thighs as I spread them apart.
His touch was soothing, and I spread my legs wide.
“And I need you,” I replied, feeling breathless already. I ran my fingers in his tawny hair while his fingers traced the outline of my lace underwear.
“Let me see how ready you are,” he said, and his lips spread into a grin as he felt how wet I was for him.
He pulled my underwear down and put two fingers in. I gasped at the sensation. My hips lifted of their own accord as he added another finger, stretching me out.
“Oh my God,” I muttered at the sensation. “That feels …” I stopped speaking and gave myself over to the sensation, my lips parting in a silent gasp.
His other hand teased my nipple while his fingers stroked me in a steady rhythm. It felt delicious, satisfying, and agonizing. I rolled my head back as I writhed against his hands, back arched, mouth partly open while Jonah’s fingers were in me.
Jonah’s forehead shone while he placed one hand on the headboard.
And I bit my lip just as my hands lifted up. When his fingers curled inside me, finding a tender spot, a moan tore from my lips.
My moan was unnaturally loud when his eyes flashed and he bent his head, clipping the rest of my words with his lips.
His teeth and tongue found the other more sensitive nipple, and a helpless whimper escaped me while he sucked and nibbled on it. My body tingled as my swollen clit throbbed. He thrust his fingers deeper and faster. My inner muscles clenched, and my legs trembled. I was close. I writhed against his hand, my skin warm and flushed. His thumb rubbed my clit, pressing down on it just as I moaned Jonah’s name as my eyes squeezed shut. Sensations built up in me from my very core, threatening to come to a delicious, pleasurable end.
I was so close.
“Jonah,” I gasped, and he groaned.
“Don’t come yet,” he warned.
My breath caught, and I froze. Jonah looked strangely determined as he looked me in the eye.
His lips stretched, and I rolled my hips closer to him, feeling vacant.
