“Yes.”She bit her plump bottom lip like she were trying not to laugh.“We’ve been through this before…” Her eyes raised to meet his and shot a lightning bolt straight to his dick.
Alright, that’s it.He pulled her toward him, and when her mouth was a breath away from his, he whispered, “You’re teasing me.”And finally—after aching to do it all day—he kissed her.Her hot lips parted, and her tongue was a dazzling thrill against his.“And this flower behind your ear,” he added when they came up for air, “it’s been bugging me all night.”
“It’s pretty.”
“I know.But it belongs here.”He plucked it from her right ear and tucked it behind her left.“For tonight at least, Libby Jones, you’re spoken for.”Then he placed one hand on the luscious globe of her butt, pressed her against the hardness in his shorts, and dove in for another deep kiss.
Which lasted all of two seconds.
Karim had let out that impatient grumbling sound and rocked the stroller as if he was kicking his legs.Facing forward, he was unaware of the ball of fire his mother had caused behind him.
“You’re right, honey,” Libby said, not taking her eyes off Dan.“Let’s keep moving.It’s late, and look how many stars we can see now that the sun has gone to bed.”She pushed the stroller again and mouthed,Sorry.
Dan smiled her apology away.
“I’m a patient man,” he told her.
And Libby Jones would be worth the wait.
Chapter 24
Libbyleftthedoorajar and slipped out of her bedroom, thanking all the stars in heaven that Karim had fallen asleep right away.
Dan was in the kitchen on her laptop.
“Any news?”she asked.
“None that matters right now.”He closed the computer and gave her one of his devouring glances.“This can all wait.”He pulled her onto his lap, and his rock-hard erection pressed into her thigh.
Oh, man, this was really happening.
She slipped out of his arms.
“Where are you going?”
“I want to give you an early Christmas present.”
“Is it you?”he said, following her.“Because I’ve been itching to unwrap this dress all night.”
“Not quite.”Giggling, she swiped his hand away, went to her bag, then slid the box of condoms across the kitchen counter.
Dan grinned and reached into his back pocket.The foil wrapper he’d pulled out glinted under the light.“Great minds think alike,” he said, dipping his head to give her another one of his long, searing kisses.She cupped his face and kissed him back hard.There would be no more interruptions now, and she’d make full use of this man who was offering to help her in every way she desired.
She took his hand and headed toward the couch.
“Nuh-uh.A man needs room if he’s to do his best work.”Dan pulled her in the other direction, and the next thing she registered was his neatly made bed, cast in the pale moonlight beaming through the window.Arousal slammed into her, raw and exhilarating.
“Show me your best work,” she said, keeping her eyes steady on his.“Show me everything.”
Like a champion, his nostrils flared, his jaw clenched.Unspoken challenge accepted, he ripped his T-shirt over his head and stepped out of his shorts.
“Man…” she breathed.She’d gotten used to his scars, but she’d never get used to the glory of his naked, sculpted body.He was fully aroused, jutting out between his strong, warrior thighs.Ready for action.Ready for her to touch and explore.She skimmed her fingers over his tight, velvet skin and wrapped her palm around him.When she squeezed, he slowly thrust his hips toward her but pulled away almost immediately.
“Careful,” he hissed.“Too much, too soon.”
Libby snickered, giddy with the fact that after feeling so undesirable for so long, here was a man—albeit a friend—who’d gotten into this state because of her.She let her fingers drift upwards, skimming along the deep contours of his torso, loving how his muscles flickered under her touch in the most satisfying, empowering way.“Daniel Jones, can I just say, regardless of the scars and regardless of what you might now think, your body is still truly magnificent.”
“Thank you.”He kissed her, and then his mouth drifted along her neck with an exhale of relief that made her think she wasn’t the only person who’d felt undesirable recently.His firm hands stroked her butt.“And can I just say, Libby Jones, that regardless of whatyoumight think and regardless of how you always dismiss compliments, your body is truly spectacular.”Then he quickly turned her so that they were both staring at their reflections in the long, narrow mirror on his closet.One of his hands splayed across her breasts, the other on her hip, keeping her pressed against his groin.
