admitted. “About this ...” His mouth swooped down and took hers in a wild show of possession. Deanna’s temperature shot right into the red zone, and her blood began to race. Without conscious thought, her arms wound around his neck, tugging him closer. He groaned against her lips and ran his tongue along the seam. Unable to resist temptation, Deanna parted them and felt his rumbling growl of approval. As he dipped inside, Deanna tasted the uniquely spicy flavor of Jonas Phoenix.
9
J onas wrapped one arm around her back and the other behind her knees, lifting her easily into his powerful arms. The rippling of muscles beneath his black pocket T devastated Deanna’s senses.
He broke the kiss when he reached the stairs. “Do you want this, Deanna? Do you want me?”
“Oh, God, yes.”
“Are you still tired?”
“Not even a little.” The answer practically flew from her mouth. She could be embarrassed later over her enthusiasm. For now, she just wanted Jonas.
Jonas let out a breath. “Good, because sleeping next to you all night and not being able to touch would’ve been a whole new kind of hell for me.”
It should’ve been enough to hear his words, but she still needed to know she wasn’t just any warm body. “You want me that much?”
“Yes, you,” he ground out. “I’m dying for you here, kitten. This week seriously sucked.”
Without another word, Jonas took her up the stairs and to the bedroom. He strode to the bed and placed her carefully atop the cool blanket. An odd thought struck her as she realized the house wasn’t just Jonas’s but Wade’s as well. “Wait, Wade doesn’t use this room, does he?”
He chuckled. “No, his room is at the end of the hall.”
“Just checking.” It was still weird to realize she wasn’t just in Jonas’s beach house, but also her brother’s. Knowing Wade had never used the bed she was about to make love to Jonas in made it less weird.
Jonas put one knee on the bed, then the other, before straddling her. He kissed her gently and drifted his mouth down over her chin to her neck, teasing her beyond measure. He lifted and muttered, “The shirt.”
“Needs to go,” she breathed out. “I agree.”
Jonas sat back, then took the hem of her T-shirt between his fists and tugged upward. “I love you in red, kitten. Bet you didn’t know it was my favorite color, did ya?”
Deanna tried to concentrate on his praise, but as cool air hit her belly, she began to lose track. “Red is my favorite color too.”
“It’s going to be so much prettier on the floor, trust me.” He pulled it up and over her head, then tossed it aside. “Shit.”
“What?”
“You like lingerie, don’t you?”
She looked down at the red lacy bra, which was completely see-through, and blushed. “It’s sort of a secret indulgence of mine.”
“I’ll buy you some, then. Pinks, blues, purples. All the colors of the rainbow.”
“It sounds lovely, but for now can you just please kiss me again?”
“Don’t rush me. I plan to savor you.” He zeroed in on the little triangle cutout between her breasts. His tongue dipped in and tasted her there. She arched off the bed, desperate for more, so hungry for his touch all over.
Jonas nuzzled her overheated skin, then stopped long enough to murmur, “Easy, kitten. Slow and easy.”
Deanna didn’t much care for that idea, and her body wasn’t real thrilled with it either. “I don’t want easy, Jonas. I want hard.”
Jonas abruptly stopped his playful touches. As his captivating blue gaze sought out hers in the room dimly lit by the light filtering in from the hallway, Deanna wanted to scream. Instead of moving him along faster, she’d killed the mood completely. Great.
Jonas reached over and touched a lamp next to the bed. The soft glow brought everything into view. Including Jonas’s big, gorgeous body perched atop hers. She had the insane urge to simply lick him from head to toe, like a great big ice-cream
9
J onas wrapped one arm around her back and the other behind her knees, lifting her easily into his powerful arms. The rippling of muscles beneath his black pocket T devastated Deanna’s senses.
He broke the kiss when he reached the stairs. “Do you want this, Deanna? Do you want me?”
“Oh, God, yes.”
“Are you still tired?”
“Not even a little.” The answer practically flew from her mouth. She could be embarrassed later over her enthusiasm. For now, she just wanted Jonas.
Jonas let out a breath. “Good, because sleeping next to you all night and not being able to touch would’ve been a whole new kind of hell for me.”
It should’ve been enough to hear his words, but she still needed to know she wasn’t just any warm body. “You want me that much?”
“Yes, you,” he ground out. “I’m dying for you here, kitten. This week seriously sucked.”
Without another word, Jonas took her up the stairs and to the bedroom. He strode to the bed and placed her carefully atop the cool blanket. An odd thought struck her as she realized the house wasn’t just Jonas’s but Wade’s as well. “Wait, Wade doesn’t use this room, does he?”
He chuckled. “No, his room is at the end of the hall.”
“Just checking.” It was still weird to realize she wasn’t just in Jonas’s beach house, but also her brother’s. Knowing Wade had never used the bed she was about to make love to Jonas in made it less weird.
Jonas put one knee on the bed, then the other, before straddling her. He kissed her gently and drifted his mouth down over her chin to her neck, teasing her beyond measure. He lifted and muttered, “The shirt.”
“Needs to go,” she breathed out. “I agree.”
Jonas sat back, then took the hem of her T-shirt between his fists and tugged upward. “I love you in red, kitten. Bet you didn’t know it was my favorite color, did ya?”
Deanna tried to concentrate on his praise, but as cool air hit her belly, she began to lose track. “Red is my favorite color too.”
“It’s going to be so much prettier on the floor, trust me.” He pulled it up and over her head, then tossed it aside. “Shit.”
“What?”
“You like lingerie, don’t you?”
She looked down at the red lacy bra, which was completely see-through, and blushed. “It’s sort of a secret indulgence of mine.”
“I’ll buy you some, then. Pinks, blues, purples. All the colors of the rainbow.”
“It sounds lovely, but for now can you just please kiss me again?”
“Don’t rush me. I plan to savor you.” He zeroed in on the little triangle cutout between her breasts. His tongue dipped in and tasted her there. She arched off the bed, desperate for more, so hungry for his touch all over.
Jonas nuzzled her overheated skin, then stopped long enough to murmur, “Easy, kitten. Slow and easy.”
Deanna didn’t much care for that idea, and her body wasn’t real thrilled with it either. “I don’t want easy, Jonas. I want hard.”
Jonas abruptly stopped his playful touches. As his captivating blue gaze sought out hers in the room dimly lit by the light filtering in from the hallway, Deanna wanted to scream. Instead of moving him along faster, she’d killed the mood completely. Great.
Jonas reached over and touched a lamp next to the bed. The soft glow brought everything into view. Including Jonas’s big, gorgeous body perched atop hers. She had the insane urge to simply lick him from head to toe, like a great big ice-cream
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