Deadly Intentions (Hardy Brothers Security Book 1) by Lily Harper Hart Page A
Authors: Lily Harper Hart
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together.
James stripped off his shirt, never moving his gaze from her. He didn’t want to break the spell.
Mandy sucked in a breath when she saw that chest again. It was even more impressive up close. She climbed to her knees, shuffling closer to the edge of the bed as her heart hammered in her ears. She reached out to help him unbutton his jeans when she saw his hands were shaking.
James stilled when he felt her hands on his pants. He let her unbutton them, fighting every internal urge that was fueling him – every thought that was telling him to slide inside of her right this second – and instead let her explore him at her own pace.
Her hand was small and warm as it slipped inside of his jeans and slid into the front opening of his boxer shorts. He gasped when he felt her fingers brush against his hard length. He decided to give her a hand and slipped down his jeans, stepping out of them and kicking them to the wall along with his shoes. He only had so much control right now and impatience was warring with common sense in a way that had fireworks exploding between his ears.
Mandy reached for his boxer shorts and shimmied them down his thighs, her eyes going wide when she saw the one part of him that had remained hidden. She wrapped her hand around him, causing James to shift uncomfortably. She couldn’t hide the small smile that played at her lips when she realized just how much power she had over him at this moment.
He was big, impressively so. She had never seen one this big before, and she couldn’t stop from running her hands up and down as she marveled at the size. James grunted when her fingers rubbed the sensitive nerve bundles underneath his length. He reached down to still her, wrapping his hand around her wrist as he tried to regain a modicum of control.
Mandy flashed him an impatient look.
“If you keep doing that, I’m never going to last,” James rasped. “And trust me, baby, I want this to last.”
Mandy smiled as James moved toward her, leaning on the bed and helping her scooch back until she was settled in the middle of the mattress. He pressed his lips to hers again, his mouth still full of need. Once he pulled away, he fixed her with a heavy-lidded look. “It seems to me that I’m at a disadvantage here.”
Mandy was confused. “What?”
James took back some much-needed control. “Well, it seems to me that you’re still dressed while I am … not.”
Mandy’s eyes traveled back to his erection. “I noticed.”
James reached forward, grabbing the hem of her shirt, yanking it over her head in one, swift move. He took in her black-lace bra – and the creamy mounds spilling over the top – and felt some of his newly-found control slipping. He moved his hands to her waist and unsnapped her gray, linen pants. Mandy shifted, lifting her rear so James could pull them off. He had trouble maintaining control as he pulled, there was a shakiness there he couldn’t put a name to, yanking the heels she was wearing off at the same time as he stripped her thighs bare. He dropped the clothing items on the floor next to his discarded shirt and jeans before focusing his attention back on her. God, she was beautiful.
James inhaled deeply when he saw the tiny black thong. If he wasn’t in such dire straits, he would take a minute just to look at her. Instead, he crawled on the bed and cupped her breasts reverently. “Christ, I’ve wanted to see these since you walked into the office.”
James gently laid her back so her head was resting on the pillows, his fingers fumbling at the back of the bra strap. He couldn’t hide his relief when it sprang open and he could finally pull it from her body.
James lowered his mouth to one of her small, pink nipples. He rubbed his mouth against it, torturing her by keeping his tongue in his mouth as she arched her back. “James,” she gasped.
He grinned as he pulled her nipple into his mouth, practically groaning in happiness when he rolled his
James stripped off his shirt, never moving his gaze from her. He didn’t want to break the spell.
Mandy sucked in a breath when she saw that chest again. It was even more impressive up close. She climbed to her knees, shuffling closer to the edge of the bed as her heart hammered in her ears. She reached out to help him unbutton his jeans when she saw his hands were shaking.
James stilled when he felt her hands on his pants. He let her unbutton them, fighting every internal urge that was fueling him – every thought that was telling him to slide inside of her right this second – and instead let her explore him at her own pace.
Her hand was small and warm as it slipped inside of his jeans and slid into the front opening of his boxer shorts. He gasped when he felt her fingers brush against his hard length. He decided to give her a hand and slipped down his jeans, stepping out of them and kicking them to the wall along with his shoes. He only had so much control right now and impatience was warring with common sense in a way that had fireworks exploding between his ears.
Mandy reached for his boxer shorts and shimmied them down his thighs, her eyes going wide when she saw the one part of him that had remained hidden. She wrapped her hand around him, causing James to shift uncomfortably. She couldn’t hide the small smile that played at her lips when she realized just how much power she had over him at this moment.
He was big, impressively so. She had never seen one this big before, and she couldn’t stop from running her hands up and down as she marveled at the size. James grunted when her fingers rubbed the sensitive nerve bundles underneath his length. He reached down to still her, wrapping his hand around her wrist as he tried to regain a modicum of control.
Mandy flashed him an impatient look.
“If you keep doing that, I’m never going to last,” James rasped. “And trust me, baby, I want this to last.”
Mandy smiled as James moved toward her, leaning on the bed and helping her scooch back until she was settled in the middle of the mattress. He pressed his lips to hers again, his mouth still full of need. Once he pulled away, he fixed her with a heavy-lidded look. “It seems to me that I’m at a disadvantage here.”
Mandy was confused. “What?”
James took back some much-needed control. “Well, it seems to me that you’re still dressed while I am … not.”
Mandy’s eyes traveled back to his erection. “I noticed.”
James reached forward, grabbing the hem of her shirt, yanking it over her head in one, swift move. He took in her black-lace bra – and the creamy mounds spilling over the top – and felt some of his newly-found control slipping. He moved his hands to her waist and unsnapped her gray, linen pants. Mandy shifted, lifting her rear so James could pull them off. He had trouble maintaining control as he pulled, there was a shakiness there he couldn’t put a name to, yanking the heels she was wearing off at the same time as he stripped her thighs bare. He dropped the clothing items on the floor next to his discarded shirt and jeans before focusing his attention back on her. God, she was beautiful.
James inhaled deeply when he saw the tiny black thong. If he wasn’t in such dire straits, he would take a minute just to look at her. Instead, he crawled on the bed and cupped her breasts reverently. “Christ, I’ve wanted to see these since you walked into the office.”
James gently laid her back so her head was resting on the pillows, his fingers fumbling at the back of the bra strap. He couldn’t hide his relief when it sprang open and he could finally pull it from her body.
James lowered his mouth to one of her small, pink nipples. He rubbed his mouth against it, torturing her by keeping his tongue in his mouth as she arched her back. “James,” she gasped.
He grinned as he pulled her nipple into his mouth, practically groaning in happiness when he rolled his
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