He groaned into her ear, and his whisper tickled her all the way to her heart. “You sure about this, Chaos Machine?”
She couldn’t even protest the nickname. Couldn’t do anything more than force out her consent. “Yes, so sure. Make love to me, Seth.”
He rested his head on her hair as he hugged her. “I’m so damn glad to hear that. I can’t wait to see you spinning into pleasure.”
Trembles had him banding his arm around her, keeping her steady, and bringing them impossibly closer.
“I want to know what makes you sigh, Mara. What makes you hum with pleasure? What makes you lose control?”
He brushed his hands up her sides until he cupped her face. “I want to watch you lose your mind, watch you surrender to pleasure as it consumes your body and mind.”
“Keep talking like that, and it won’t be long before those things happen.” Her breathy words were barely audible.
His chuckle rumbled against her neck, along her jawline. “Good to hear. Tell me what you like, Mara. Tell me what drives you mad.”
And then his lips caught hers. Touches soft as a cloud, then deep as her soul.
“Seth.” She wasn’t even sure what she wanted to say, but it didn’t matter as he trailed kisses down her neck, to her collarbone.
He reached behind her with one hand, and she realized he was undoing her apron. She was wearing an apron. So incredibly sexy.
As if reading her mind, Seth grinned at her. “I’ve had some intriguing fantasies about this apron.”
That had her blinking. “Seriously?”
His eyes flared. “You make anything sexy. Images of this apron being the only thing covering your skin while my hands get busy beneath it have given me some delicious dreams.”
And now the thought of Seth’s hands getting busy on her was too much to resist. She shimmied to let the apron slide to the ground. “Later. Let’s do that later.”
His mouth slammed onto hers in agreement.
She reached for his jeans, and he groaned again, the sexiest sound she’d ever heard.
Their hands flew, trying to eliminate clothing and reach skin at the same time.
By the time she managed to haul off her t-shirt, Seth had removed her jeans, leaving her in only her bra and panties. Plain cotton, nothing sexy. She should have planned better. Should have ordered something online.
Seth’s gaze raked over her, down to her toes, slowly up over every inch of her, and back to her eyes. “Gorgeous. I might explode just looking at you.”
Then his finger traced over the strap of her bra, softly brushing over her skin as he traced down the material to the valley between her breasts.
Her nipples tightened further, and she swayed toward him.
When his tongue followed his finger’s path, her knees trembled, and he wrapped one arm around her, keeping her upright.
His tongue licked over the cotton, and when he sucked her breast into his mouth, she cried out.
Seth murmured something against her bra, the words muffled, but the satisfaction clear.
Mara’s body arched back to give him better access to drive her out of her mind.
When he unsnapped her bra, she shrugged out of it as quickly as she could. His mouth found her nipple, and the touch sent her quivering.
Then, flying with a cry.
Her orgasm exploded behind her eyelids, and she lost herself in the colors and lights.
When she found her way back to reality, she saw Seth’s intense hazel eyes focused on hers. Satisfaction gleamed from his gaze, and a slow smile lifted one corner of his lips. “Gorgeous. Stunning. So damn sexy.”
