He drew back and frowned at her. “What? Don’t be crazy.”
She smiled faintly and shook her head. “I’m just being honest. You know me—jumping from one job to the next.”
“You obviously have a talent for what you’re doing now. Big new clients. Gemini. The city of Santa Barbara. Krissa, be proud of yourself, of what you’re doing.”
She stared at him wide-eyed. Blinked. “Thank you, Nate. No one has ever said that to me before.”
She had to be kidding. She was so smart and caring and warm. Everyone loved her.
He shook his head, kissed her tenderly on the mouth, trying to show her with actions the feelings he couldn’t put into words. He wrapped his arms around her, kissed her deeply, felther arms slide around his neck. He wanted to be closer to her, as close as they could be. He shoved the dress up around her hips, and with his hands beneath her ass, he lifted her against him. She wound her legs around him, clutching his head as he carried her like that to the bed.
“Nate!” She gasped as he tossed her onto the bed and she bounced gently on the creamy duvet. Her skirt was up around her hips, exposing her long sleek legs and a flash of black lace panty. Her mouth was swollen, eyes sparkling, hair mussed.
“Christ, you’re sexy.” His fingers went to the button of his jeans.
“Oh, stop.” She rose onto her knees, watching him.
“Huh?” He stood there bare-chested, fingers at his fly.
“I want to undress you. I’ve never done that.”
“Oh.” He smiled. “Okay.”
She scrambled off the bed, brushed her hands over his chest, lingering to rub over each nipple, and sharp sensations moved over his skin at her touch. Urgency rose in him, the need to take her immediately, to be inside her.
Then she undid his pants, lowered the zipper slowly, and gently pushed them to the floor. He stepped out of them, pushing his socks off too and let her touch him through the soft cotton of his briefs. His erection throbbed and stretched the fabric. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes as she went to her knees in front of him. “Krissa.”
“Mmm?” She laid her cheek against his hard cock, eyes closed. Fingers stroked, then she kissed him through the cotton.
“I can’t take…much more…we have to make sure…”
“Oh, but I don’t want to rush!” She stroked him again, pressed her nose there and took in a big breath. Fuck! Pressure gathered and built in his spine, his balls drew up tight.
If he came before he got inside her…
He reached down and hauled her to her feet. He grabbed handfuls of the dress and hiked it up, found her little thongunderwear and with two fingers, yanked hard and ripped them on one side.
“Nate!” Her shocked gasp inflamed him even more, his blood surging hot and urgent through his veins and especially into his dick. So close, so close…he threw her down onto the bed, wishing he could be more gentle, take his time, but Christ, his orgasm was building higher and he was dangerously close to coming.
He came down over her, roughly, shoving her dress up, pushing into her hot pussy. She was wet, thank God, and her cries of surprise, her hands clutching at him, urged him on.
He pushed into her once, twice, three times and then he exploded, heat and light surrounding him, her wet warmth hugging his cock. She lifted her legs, clenched his hips with her thighs, and he felt the sting of her fingernails on his ass as she pressed up to meet his orgasm.
“Krissa. Krissa.” He poured himself into her in hard, hot jets, shuddering through a blinding climax. There wasn’t even time to make her satisfied, and he always tried to make sure she came first. He grunted and gasped through his release, the vague thought flickering through his mind that he’d make it up to her later. But right now—he was out of control, lost, buried balls deep in her, shooting his seed into her—and he loved it.
Chapter 26
Krissa wondered if her silk dress had survived that. It thrilled her that he wanted her so much he went crazy with it, couldn’t wait to be inside her. It made her melt and tremble inside.
She smiled and stretched, turned her head to study Nate. “Wow. That was hot.”
He opened one eye, but didn’t move. “Sorry.”
She laughed. “You’re apologizing? I just said it was hot.”
“You didn’t come. I always make you come first.”
He always did.
