“Oh.” Then, arching a brow, she delicately added, “Women?”
She clenched her inner muscles around him, taking delight in the sudden flair of his nostrils and tightening of his shoulders. He wasn’t as in control as he pretended to be.
“Tell me about yourwomennow,” she invited.
“First tell me you don’t believe it’s the serum making you do such naughty things to my body.”
She stopped mid-stroke. She’d totally forgotten about that part of it. “You know damn well it isn’t that any more. I’ve been trying to make you feel pleasure, if you haven’t noticed, not wallowing in my own sensations.”
“I’ve noticed. But I want to hear it from your lips.”
She sighed, then leaned down closer. “I want you to come. That’s an order,” she said before planting her lips on his.
His mouth opened and took hers fiercely as he surged up into her again and again. She felt his iron will dissolving as his tongue tangled with hers in a battle for possession. His body shook under hers as he emitted a deep-throated groan, which sounded so sexy it caused her to slip from the edge with him, falling, shuddering, into an orgasmic abyss.
They must have fallen asleep, or at least she did. When she finally opened her eyes, he was on top and moving inside her, his mouth on her breast, ruthlessly teasing her nipple. She reared up at a tiny bite. Done with words, he was now attacking her like a hungry man, with her as his main course and dessert. His teeth pulled at her distended nipple, teasing it to a hard pebble. He rose on his haunches and rubbed his penis against her clitoris until she shivered with helplessarousal. Now that she’d admitted aloud that she wanted him without the influence of the serum, there were no more barriers. He unleashed his passion and she reciprocated with willing eagerness.
She ran her fingers through his thick hair, responding impatiently to his touch. He looked down, his eyes dazzling her with their intensity. She gasped as he thrust deeply.
“My turn,” he growled.
“YOU’RE WAKING THE MAGICscimitar of love,” Jed wryly said to the darkness. Her slow hand had woken him up in the velvety darkness.
She gave a sleepy chuckle at his using that ridiculous term. “I was curious whether you’re as in control when you’re asleep.”
He smiled. She didn’t know how close she had been to breaking him. She hadn’t even tried to seduce him. It had been her sense of humor and her ability to make him laugh that did him in every time.
“Despite the rumors, Elena, my dick, like any other man’s, has a mind of its own.”
“That’s good to know. It’s a much simpler creature than you are.”
He laughed softly. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so at ease lying in bed with a woman. Most of the time—not all—sex was a part of his arsenal. It wasn’t easy for him to share any part of himself and he knew he was stingy in the emotion department to the point of hurting those about whom he cared.
There weren’t many who could breach his wall. One of them was his daughter, who, like Elena, had a mischievous streak. Another was Nikki, whose gentleness had called out to him like no other. Both women had accepted, rather than tried to change, him; both also didn’t change themselves for him. Elena, he realized, was the same way. She was more patient than she let on, letting the answers come to her rather than jumping to conclusions. It was the sign of a well-trained operative. And a damn sexy one, at that.
But he was surrounded by well-trained and sexy operatives. What made her different? Why did he feel this need to be with her the more time he spent with her?
Not comfortable with the line of questions on his mind, Jed turned Elena on her side, spooning her, an arm around her middle. His earlier hunger was the result of months and months of mental teasing and stimulation. The past few hours had only sated it a little. His hand wandered lower. Wet heat. She hiccupped as his finger stroked her in a languid caress.
“I’m too tired to move,” she husked out. He pushed intimately against her buttocks. “Aren’t you supposed to be done for the night after what we did?”
“It seems you aren’t the only one suffering from chemical imbalance,” Jed observed. “I don’t know when we’ll have private time like this again, so I plan to enjoy you as many times as I can.”
“What, those fantasies of me in tassels and thong aren’t good enough?” she teased.
“Aren’t enough,” he corrected. “Not any more.”
He slid in her easily, this time making love to her slowly, prolonging the pleasure. He liked this position because he could play with her clitoris as he moved inside her. He discovered she found his shallow thrusts frustrating, keeping her from actually coming, and his fingers masterfully stimulated her till she forgot to breathe from trying to reach her peak. Only then did he allow himself to bury deeply inside her. He felt the first contractions and he timed each withdrawal with each stroke of his finger, keeping her at that plateau as long as he could. Each contraction pulled him deeper, massaging his erection until he couldn’t stop the oncoming orgasm. She gasped his name as he crushed her to him, his whole being wanting to get inside her, giving into that current of exquisite pleasure that robbed a man of part of his soul. He continued caressing her with his fingers, till her essence wet his hand and his thighs, till she breathed his name over and over.
He kissed the back of her head as she went limp beside him, totally out of it, inhaling the mixture of her scent and their sex. She was breathing deeply. He wanted her again but it wasn’t good form to keep waking up a woman just because he couldn’t get enough of her.
Maybe let her sleep for an hour. He could easily stay awake by thinking about his schedule tomorrow. Or mentally run over all the details of various operations. It was a habit of his when he wanted to distract himself.
A few minutes passed by and he felt Elena stir. He turned and kissed her cheek.
“I can feel you thinking. What’s on your mind?” she asked.
She could? “Just business stuff.” He frowned. “Are you awake?”
