“I don’t need any toppings,” he assured her, kissing the side of her mouth and rubbing his lips and whiskers along her cheek until he stopped at her ear. The feel of his hot, moist breath against the sensitive shell nearly had her eyes crossing. “You taste absolutely perfect all on your own.”
Oh, this man! This man was…everything. Big and strong and tough and loyal. Charming enough to coax the fish out of the water. Smart enough to challenge her at every turn. And sexy enough to give Casanova, Don Juan, and Mr. Darcy all a run for their money.
She liked himsomuch. Liked him enough that she wondered if maybe what she was feeling was—
No. Don’t go there. Nothing but disappointment and heartache down that path.
And she’d already had enough of those to last her a lifetime. Each Sunday when the orphanage would open up to childless parents that passed her over. Every foster family that eventually sent her back to the orphanage. Permanence, belonging, and love. They weren’t for her. Never had been. Never would be.
So she’d take what she could from Leo, whatever he was willing to give. And in return, she’d give him whatever he wanted…
Chapter Seven
12:56 p.m.…
Sixteen motherfrickin’ years old.
Apparently that’s the age one reverted to after having eschewed female companionship for a year and a half. Because if Leo’s dick throbbed any harder, he was liable to go off right there in his swim trunks.Forshit’s sake,man!
Of course, Olivia wasn’t helping matters, moving against him like she was. All sinuous and sexy, meeting him kiss for kiss, caress for caress.
He hadn’t really meant for things to go this far this fast. Then again, he should have known from the last time that the minute their lips locked it was all gas, no brakes, Thelma and Louise holding hands and jettisoning off a cliff. Or in layman’s terms…it was on, cowboy!
Well, giddyup!
He sucked her delicate earlobe into his mouth, delighted to discover her skin tasted exactly like it smelled: warm, exotic flowers kissed by the sun. Her flavor flooded into his bloodstream, intoxicating him and making his head spin.
“Leo,” she moaned, pulling him closer, so close her breasts smashed flat against his chest. But still, he could tell by her busy, frustrated hands in his hair and on his shoulders that she didn’t think they were nearly close enough.
By God, neither did he.
Releasing her earlobe and opening his mouth over her pounding pulse-point, he remedied the situation by running the hand that had been squeezing her hip around until he could cup one plump globe of her delightful ass. He sealed their bodies until not one inch of electrified air remained between them, imagining what it would be like to take a bite out of her scrumptious posterior.
Of course,thatimagery caused his erection to throb so painfully he was pretty sure he felt a drop of moisture gather at the tip. And,hello. It was obvious he either needed to slow this way down or speed it way up. Since he was a guy, and since ithadbeen a year and a half, he decided to go with option number two.
All right, and sure. There was undoubtedly a whole host of things he should be doing right now, like checking his tanks, filling some extra clips for his weapon, or searching for tears in his buoyancy compensator. But honestly, he couldn’t seem to make himself care about anything other than Olivia.
Keeping one hand firmly on her butt to guide her in the bump-and-grind she had going, he used the other to grab the hem of her tank top, pushing it higher and higher. The pads of his fingers were met by rippling goose bumps. Despite that, her skin was remarkably soft. Sounbelievablysoft. And considering how tough she was in every other respect, that baby-fine skin was a delightful contradiction.
Soft, yet strong. Delicate, yet determined. Kissable one minute and kickass the next. She was all things paradoxical, and all things guaran-frickin’-teed to drive him wild.
“Kiss me, Leo,” she demanded, grabbing his ears and offering her succulent, open mouth to him.
“Your wish is my command,” he told her, reclaiming her lips, reclaiming that sweet, agile tongue. And for a few endless moments they danced to the age-old rhythm of foreplay. Mouths seeking, hands caressing, hips rubbing. His blood ran hot and thick through his veins, making every inch of his skin burn.
Bunching her tank top over the cups of her bra, he slowly pulled back, sucking her lower lip as he retreated and hearing her groan of disapproval. When he finally released her lip, he was charmed to see her catch the plump pad between her teeth, even more charmed to get a peek at that wonderfully sexy half-grin of hers.
“You have the best smile,” he said, his gaze having latched onto her mouth like an antiaircraft missile locking in on its target. He imagined her mouth opening wide as he stroked her to orgasm with his fingers, or wrapped tight around the head of his cock, her eyes sparkling up at him teasingly. “It was the first thing I noticed about you.”
She immediately rolled in her lips, shaking her head. “I should have had braces when I was a kid.”
“Good God, no. Your teeth are perfect in their imperfection. They’re part of what makes youyou. And in case you can’t tell”—he used the hand he still had planted on her ass to pull her closer, press her tighter against his raging hard-on—“I findyousexy as hell.”
“You’re crazy,” she whispered, but he could tell by the tiny upward tilt of her lips that she was flattered.
“Maybe,” he admitted. “Or maybe you justmakeme crazy.” Not being able to stand it a moment longer, he dropped his eyes from her pretty face. He wanted to see her, let his eyes drink her in, become drunk on her beauty. He wasn’t disappointed. The tender curves of her upper breasts swelled above the black lace cups of her bra, and all that soft, female flesh called to everything hard and male in him. He lifted a hand to weigh her, to mold her, to find she was a fabulously firm handful.
She gasped when his thumb passed over her distended nipple, when he used the blunt edge of his nail to add more friction to the lace covering it. “You’re unbelievably responsive,” he murmured. “I’ve barely begun to touch you and already you’re…” What was she exactly?
