Page 50 of Something Like That

“Undo my bra.” Her voice was all raspy and cracked, but she didn’t care. She used her grip on his hair to tilt his head to the side, pressed her mouth against the length of his exposed throat. His skin tasted salty, goosebumps springing up under her lips.

He kept one hand in her pants and brought the other up to the clasp of her bra. A flick of his wrist and the ends sprang free. She’d be impressed by his dexterity if she didn’t have more important things to worry about.

She pushed up and off of him, just enough to shimmy out of her bra. Not that she really needed to wear one. Her breasts were small enough that no one would probably notice. It was something she was self-conscious about. Kevin had always made a big deal about her small size. It left her feeling ashamed, even though it was beyond her control.

She lowered herself back on top of him, basking in the heat and hardness underneath her. His chest hair tickled, making her gasp and squirm. She pressed kisses under his jaw, his stubble scraping her lips. She couldn’t get enough of him.

“Wait.” His voice was a low growl. He sat up, forcing her into a sitting position. Her head brushed the ceiling. He leaned back. “I want to get a look at you.”

A flood of heat washed through her, part lust, part embarrassment. Her cheeks, ears, and chest burned. Even though she’d been the one to initiate this, and the first one to get naked, she suddenly felt anxious. Before she even realized it, she’d lifted her arms to cover herself and lowered her gaze, unable to meet his.

He cupped her cheek. “Look at me, please.”

His voice was so soft, so gentle, she couldn’t deny him. She lifted her gaze to his. The heat and understanding in his eyes practically undid her. He rubbed his thumb lightly over her cheekbone. “Will you let me look at you?”

Common sense warred with her insecurities. It wasn’t like he didn’t know how big—or not—her breasts were. He had eyes. She bit her lip and nodded.

He brushed his lips against hers in the barest hint of a kiss and lowered himself back to the seat. She took a quick, deep breath and dropped her arms to her sides. She wanted to close her eyes, in case there was disappointment in his gaze, but she refused to be a coward.

His gaze started at her face and travelled downward, so very slowly. It was intense, almost felt like a caress.

“You are so beautiful.” His words were deep and resonant. The look in his eyes shifted, everything overtaken by heat. He wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted himself up, taking a nipple between his lips. He sucked hard.

She cried out, her head falling back. The hot, wet suction was incredible. It had been so long since anyone had touched her like this. Her hips rocked against his in a continuous motion, the pressure building inside her.

He cupped her other breast with his free hand, running his thumb over her taught nipple. It puckered even more, the tightness bordering on painful. Sparks of electricity slid along her skin, moving downward to pulse between her thighs. Small, mewling noises—a sound she’d never made before—repeatedly formed in the back of her throat.

He made a pleased rumble deep in his chest, pulled away from her nipple with a slight pop. She jerked. He chuckled and turned his attention to her other nipple, giving it the same attention.

She ground her hips against his erection. The friction, coupled with the suction of his lips on her breast, almost enough to send her over the edge. Heat flowed through her veins like lava, scorching everything but the feel of his mouth on her breast, the hardness of his erection between her legs. She just needed a little more.

He seemed to realize how close she was, because he shifted his hips, changing the angle just enough so the seam of his jeans hit her clit with every roll of her hips. He thrust up against her. She made a sound that was part way between a growl and a groan. She was so close, so very, very close.

She pressed against him harder, chasing the moment when everything would tip her over the edge and send her into the abyss. “Oh, God, Nick,” she said, although the words were more a groan.

He pulled his lips off her nipple with another pop, sending a shiver through her. “Are you gonna come, wildcat?”

She nodded wildly, pushing against him in a frantic rhythm.

“What do you need, wildcat?” His voice was low and raspy, cracked around the edges. It was so sexy.

“More,” she said, but it was more like a gasp. “Just a little more. Please, Nick.”

He grabbed her hips, his grip tight enough it might leave a mark, and pulled down, lifting his in turn and grinding against her.

Lightning streaked outward from between her legs, bouncing through her. Rebounding to concentrate in her clit.

He leaned forward and took her nipple back in his mouth, but instead of sucking this time, he bit down. It was light, but the border between pleasure and pain was just enough to shove her over the edge.

Her mouth opened on a silent scream, her back bowing. She rocked against his erection. Her inner muscles rippled, searching for something to clench down on. She tensed, her body pulling tight. A tremble started in her center and moved outward, all the way to her fingers and her toes. Her skin tingled, her nerve endings buzzed.

And then her body gave one final, huge spasm and she sagged forward.

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her against him, whispering words she couldn’t quite decipher in a soothing tone. Her arms refused to work, so she plastered herself against his chest and inhaled deeply. His heart beat a loud, erratic rhythm against her cheek. Her sensitive, swollen nipples brushed against the coarse hair on his chest. She shivered.

It felt like she’d run a marathon, or gone for an epic mountain bike ride. Except this was way more fun. He ran his fingers up and down the length of her spine. The feeling was so soothing, so comforting, she closed her eyes. His spicy scent—which was already amazing—mingled with the scent of sex in the air, turning her inside out.

He pressed a kiss against the top of her head. “That was incredible. Thank you.”