“I want inside you,” he growled and nudged up against her. “I’m ready to come right now.”
The thought turned her inside out. “Yes. Yes, bedroom.” Well, hurray for her managing to string a few words together. She groped his chest, so in lust with the muscle under palms. She rubbed against his nipples, saw his eyes darken, and pinched them.
“Condoms?” he asked, his voice hoarse. But he didn’t let her answer, kissing her again, his hands pushing up the hem of herdress while he caressed her thighs, his thumbs achingly close to her panties yet not close enough to do her any real good.
She widened her legs, but still he kept teasing, kissing and petting and driving her wild with need. “I have condoms,” she reminded him and was rewarded when his fingers moved under her panties, gliding between her slick folds.
She shuddered, and so did he. Then he removed his hand and sucked his finger clean.
“I hope you have more than one. Because we’re going to need them.”
CHAPTER 16
Xavier followed Justine on unsteady legs toward her bedroom. It was a struggle not to stop her, throw her up against the wall, and fuck her senseless. If he’d had a condom on hand, he would have. The woman felt like a dream and tasted like perfection.
In all his years, he’d never been so damn hard for a woman. And not just any woman. Justine did something to him he couldn’t explain. He’d been a horny teenager. He’d been obsessed with sex in his early twenties. Always safe, always respectful. But he’d had enough intimate encounters to know when something was off.
And he was about togooff if he didn’t get inside her soon.
That she was leading him made it all worse, because between those slender thighs, Justine was so wet and hot, so ready for him. He wanted this to be perfect but had a terrible feeling he was going to come too soon and prove himself a total douche.
He focused on his breathing, on needing to make it good forher.To hopefully not mess up anything between them, because his affection was growing. And this sharing of intimacy would no doubt make it much worse. Deeper.
God, need to get deeper in her...
They made it to the bedroom, which to his surprise remained as red and gaudy as it had been when Rosie had once given him a tour of the place. But he didn’t have any time to indulge in his study because Justine shut the door behind them and pushed him against it, then kissed him senseless.
Her hand found its way down his pants, and his eyes rolled up his head. “No,” he moaned, “not yet. Gonna come to soon.”
She grinned against his mouth, and he turned them around so that her back was at the door. She yanked his shirt off while he toed off his shoes then pulled off her dress, leaving her in a lacy bra and panties. Not enough, not even close.
He knelt, pulled her panties to the side, and closed his mouth over her.
Heady with her scent, he licked and sucked her into an orgasm that had her yelling his name as she clutched his hair. Shivering, she gradually stopped gripping his head, pushing her fingers through his hair with urgency.
He kissed his way up her body after pulling her panties off. When he got to her bra, he unfastened it with shaky hands, so full of Justine that nothing else mattered.
Once her bra dropped, he feasted on her full breasts, sucking her nipples and wanting to get closer.
“Xavier,” she pleaded and urged him to kiss her again.
While they kissed, she unsnapped his jeans, but he stilled her.
“Get them off,” she insisted.
“Bossy, hmm?” He smiled, and she smiled back. He pushed down his jeans and underwear, not surprised to find it sticking to him, his arousal evident.
Before he could get to his socks, Justine pushed him to sit at the edge of her bed and knelt.
The sight of her between his legs had him aching, so ready to come. She took her time removing his socks, and when she kissed her way up his calves to his inner thighs, he nearly lost it.
“Justine, I’m not going to last. You are so fucking hot.”
She smiled at him, and he noticed a dimple that should have made her cute and instead made her adorably sexy. “I like you hot. You and I mesh.”
“I want to mesh with you so much,” he said with a fervency that made her laugh.
“Don’t come yet.”
