“You know what’s really fucking adorable?”
“What?”
“You seem to think you’re in control here.”
Her eyes flashed. “What kind of games do you have planned for me?”
“Come here and find out.” I watched her stalk over to where I stood, her chin tipped up, staring me down. “I debated having you strip for me, but I want to take my time with you tonight.”
She swallowed hard, eyes blinking. “J?—”
“What, baby?” I skirted my fingertips up the side, tugging her shirt out of her jeans as I went and letting the fabric drop before trailing my fingertips up her ribcage. When I cupped her jaw in my hand, she leaned into my touch.
“I’m…this…”
“Use your words.” I kissed the side of her mouth and retreated when she tried to pull me in for a kiss.
She groaned in frustration. “It’s a lot easier if we skip to the good parts. But you’re going to make me talk about feelings, aren’t you?”
‘How about I start?”
She nodded, relief flooding her face. “Please.”
“I don’t do this without feelings, Kendra. I don’t trust many people. I haven’t been with a woman inyears,and Iwas fine with that. But with you, I need that connection like I need my next fucking breath. It’s not just your body, and you know that’s an elite machine; you’ve worked your ass off to make it that way. Your fucking mind, you’re brilliant. I want to know everything about you.”
“I have a hard time talking about my feelings.” Her response came out in a whisper.
“I know you do. So, for now, I’ll talk, okay?”
She nodded, inhaled deeply, and spoke anyway. “I really like you. And the last time that happened, I got hurt.” My chest squeezed painfully as I watched how hard it was for her to say the last part.
“I more than like you, Kendra. We’re pushing the envelope at work, and I don’t fucking care. And if anyone dares say anything to you or about you and our relationship, I’m more than willing to fire them.”
“Our relationship, huh?” Her eyes shone, and emotion clogged her throat.
“Yeah. Us.”
“I need you, Jonathan.” Her voice shook. “And I fucking hate that.”
“It’s okay,” I said, placing her hand on my heart. “Feel that? I need you too.”
When I closed the gap between our mouths, she wrapped her arms around me, threading her hands in my hair. Her mouth nipped at mine, opening on a gasp. My arms answered, and I scooped her up as we kissed, nipped, and sucked frantically at each other.
“The first time is going to be hard and fast. Are you good with that?”
She answered with a grunt, grinding her center against my painfully hard cock. “We have too many clothes on.”
“I couldn’t agree more.” I tossed her onto my bed, tearing at her shirt as she sat up and helped me pull it over her head. Her hands were grasping for my belt buckle, frantically working to undress me. We laughed, our haste making us clumsy.
She unfastened her bra, her tits freed, and I pushed her back, capturing one of her nipples in my mouth. “Oh, God.” She cried out.
“Oh, baby, you better wait to call on him until I’m inside you.”
“Now, please.”
“Right now?” Her jeans had joined mine on the floor, and my briefs were gone. The only thing between us was a tiny scrap of fabric masquerading as underwear.
“Fuck yes.”
