This wasn’t about talk. She grabbed his face and kissed him, her tongue darting inside his warm mouth.
His fist tangled in her hair and he jerked her head back, the movement rough. Tingles exploded along her scalp. “I asked you a question.” His voice was dark and hoarse.
Oh, the need to challenge him, to see how far he’d go, shocked her in its intensity. Not once in her life had she explored this side of herself. With him, she couldn’t seem to stop. “Who cares?”
He leaned in. “You want me?”
She nodded. Hadn’t she made that perfectly clear?
“All of me?” His voice had lowered even more somehow.
A warning tingled through her. “Yes.”
“Then when I ask a question, you answer it.” His eyebrows rose when she remained silent. “No. Hmmm. All right. I’ll find out myself.” He gripped the back of her yoga pants and stripped them off, along with her panties. Then he yanked her shirt over her head.
Cool air brushed her naked body. He was fully clothed, his jeans and shirt wet, and a sense of vulnerability speared through her. He kept her aloft and against him. Her thighs trembled against his flanks.
“Want to tell me now?” he rumbled.
She blinked and slowly shook her head. The ache in her was deep—so deep.
“All right.” Capturing her gaze, he tilted her body and slid his middle finger inside her. “Baby, you’re wet.”
Mini explosions rocketed through her, and she widened her eyes, her body going rigid. Shock mixed with pleasure. He drew a circle inside her, and she arched against him, crying out. It felt too good. Her body tightened like a bow.
What had she done? Even though he still felt in control of himself, there was a tension with him. One that whispered she’d pushed him too far. “Malcolm.”
“Feels like a while. You’re tight.” He continued to explore, his touch firm. “How long, Pippa? Last time you pushed me, I pinched you.”
“Almost five years,” she blurted out in a rush of self-protection.
His jaw hardened. “That’s a long time.”
Yeah. It was. She tried to keep her eyes open, but his finger was killing her. She was so close. And she’d never felt like this. The other two guys, the ones she’d become intimate with so long ago, faded into nothingness. Probably forever.
He removed his hand, and she gave a small groan of protest as he set her on the bed. The need in her body was starting to really hurt. Then he removed his shirt and kicked out of his boots and jeans.
Whoa. He was long and hard. Thick too. She pressed her mouth together. Was it possible to be too big?
He pressed a hand to her upper chest and pushed. She fell back, and before she could laugh, he spread her legs and settled his mouth on her. The second his lips touched her, she went off. The orgasm shook her, and she barely noticed he’d slipped two fingers inside her. He forced her to ride the waves, and she completely lost herself in the moment.
Bliss took her, and she finally relaxed, going soft.
He licked her. Once and again.
She reached for his hair to pull him up.
“Not yet. You have to be ready.” His mouth was on her sex as he spoke, and vibrations careened through her lower body. He licked her again, his fingers doing their magic, driving her up. Higher and higher. When she broke this time, she bit her lip to keep from crying out his name.
Then he stood up.
With the light from the kitchen behind him, his face was in shadow. But his form was all muscle. Grasping her hips, he pushed her further up the bed. His big body climbed up her, and he balanced on one arm as he reached for the drawer of the end table. The condom crinkled, and then he was sheathed.
Her body felt both satiated and empty. She reached for his shoulders, curling her fingers over. The way he was poised over her—it was protective somehow. She’d never felt protected by a man before. He hesitated, and she widened her legs. “Malcolm, I need you.” The words were probably the truest she’d ever spoken.
He pushed inside her, stretching her to the point of pain. She stiffened, and he paused, waiting several beats. Then he pushed more. “God, you’re big,” she murmured, trying to relax her lower half.
He chuckled, the sound pained. Then he put his forehead to hers.
