So damn sweet. So damn good.
He released her legs, letting her body slide down the front of his until her feet hit the floor. No mistaking he wanted her. He blatantly showed her how much, pressing his hard cock to her soft belly. Desperate to touch more of her, he distracted her with another kiss and slid the zipper down on her dress. His fingertips trailed along her spine. Standing a mere inch away, he allowed the gown to fall and pool at her feet. He expertly unlatched her bra and let that drop, too, and never stopped kissing her, despite how much he wanted to see her beautiful body.
With her clothes out of his way, he let himself touch her lovely sun-kissed skin. She trembled at his fingertips. He took her breasts into his hands and weighed them, molding the firm globes in his palms.
She fit perfectly in his hands, as perfectly as her mouth fit his.
Her sigh of pleasure shot through his system in a wave of heat. Every little sound she made expressed how much she liked everything he was doing to her. He sure as hell loved having her greedy hands moving over him.
He wanted to sheath himself deep in her warmth, knowing she’d match him in every way as they made love.
This wasn’t just sex. This wasn’t scratching an itch he never knew he had. This went deeper.
Every kiss, every caress, stoked the fire inside him and made something blaze in his heart and deep in his soul. No matter how close he held her, it wasn’t close enough. He needed to be a part of her.
She’s mine.
She’d always been his.
He wanted her. Now.
Kissing his way down her throat, he replaced his right hand on her breast with his mouth. He licked her taut pink nipple and her fingers contracted in his hair.
“Oh. That feels really good. More.”
He gave it to her, swirling his tongue around the tight bud, then sucking it deep.
“Cody.” She moaned his name.
Pressing her backwards, he held her around the waist as he laid her on the sofa. He slid his hand out from under her back, around her slim waist, and over her taut belly. He slipped his fingers into her lace panties and dragged them down her toned legs. He tossed that last barrier to her naked body on top of her discarded dress. When she was completely bared to him, he held himself inches above her and scanned her body from head to toe, taking in all her soft curves and creamy skin.
“God, you’re beautiful. Why didn’t I ever let myself see it?”
The hesitation and uncertainty just beneath the wild passion in her eyes disappeared. “You see me now.”
He did. For the first time, he let himself really see her as more than his friend and as the woman he wanted more than he’d ever wanted anyone.
She’d done it. Cody saw her as the woman she’d become. A woman he desired. Her.
It seemed so amazing and surreal.
But did he love her the way she loved him?
It felt like it as he touched and kissed her so intimately. Passionately.
She knew sex and love didn’t always go hand in hand, but between her and Cody, there’d always been love.
This could deepen it.
This could truly be the start of something new and wonderful between them. All she had to do was give herself over to it. To him.
Brooke had never been fully naked with a man. Cody’s rapt attention made her feel vulnerable, but beautiful. The appreciation and hunger in his eyes told her how much he desired her. His gaze swept over her in a wave of heat that rippled over her skin. Then his gaze met hers again, filled with smoldering passion. He wanted her.
She’d tried so hard to tamp down the feelings she had for him. But right now, whatever he wanted, she was willing to give. Everything. Anything. It had always been this way, but now it went deeper.
His mouth came crashing down on hers, and he struggled to get his shirt off.
She wanted to look at him, touch him, so she went after the barriers with her own eager hands. Somewhere in the tussle of getting the shirt off his wrists, they landed hard on the floor. She gave a startled laugh, but let loose a ragged gasp when his mouth clamped onto her breast again. All she could think to do was arch up to him and hope he never stopped touching her. To make sure he didn’t, she dug her fingers through his thick, golden hair and held on to him.
