What Janie Wants by Rhenna Morgan Page B

breath.
    His cock jerked and the muscles in his legs flexed. “Janie?”
    “ Yeah?” She nuzzled the base of his shaft and his tight sac, shaved and smooth for her lips and tongue to roam.
    “ Wanted to take care of you, babe.”
    She licked him from root to tip in small teasing flicks. “Mmm. Hmm.”
    “ Makin’ that kind of hard.”
    Oh, he was way past hard. Stone was more like it. Thick, hot stone. “I know. Feels great too.”
    “ Janie, look at me.”
    Her pulse leapt from a jog to a sprint and the subtle swoosh of the ocean roared in her ears. The deepest intimacy. One stare to another. She circled the tip of his shaft, lifted her gaze, and sucked him deep.
    “ Daaamn.” He gripped either side of her head. “Janie. Babe.” He thrust into her mouth, stretching her lips. “Supposed to be about you.” Another thrust, and his voice cracked. “Make you want more.”
    She cupped his balls and dragged her lips up and down his slick shaft. “You want me to let go. Be as wild as I want?” She licked the ridge on the underside, her breathing short and fast.
    “ Fuck yes. I told you, everything you want. Anything.”
    “ Then I want you to let go too. No more careful.”
    “ Janie….” It was almost a plea. So ragged she almost balked. “Don’t want to scare you off.”
    No. He needed this. How she knew wasn’t all that clear, but she felt it as firmly as a shove between her shoulder blades. She stood and eased out of reach. “Fair is fair. If I let go, you do too. No more drawing me out without you being fully on board.”
    One blink, and his whole demeanor shifted. A tempted, careful man one second, and an offended primal male the next. “You think I’m not on board?”
    “ Not all the way, no. I think you’re careful with me. Afraid I’ll chicken out and spend the rest of our time hiding from you.”
    Good Lord, his gaze could melt butter, dangerous intent radiating laser sharp on her and her alone. He stalked toward her, and her insides dipped and swirled to rival a runaway roller coaster. “Oh, I’m on board. More on board than you know.”
    Janie backed away, fighting the almost gravitational pull toward him.
    He stroked his shaft, not letting her gain any distance. “You want it all?”
    Her back hit the wall. “Yes.” Maybe. With the fire in his eyes and the dangerous, almost feral cut of his jaw, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to keep up. “No holds barred. Everything you’ve got.”
    He caged her with hands at either side of her head. “You gonna run?”
    “ No.” Too fast of an answer for her common sense, but her libido purred.
    He skimmed his lips along her jawline and the purr jumped to a rumble, nerve endings sparking with each touch. Hunger emanated off him, his voice tight and his chest heaving. “You’ll tell me. If it’s too much—”
    “ Zade.”
    “ Yeah.”
    “ Shut up and fuck me.”
    He growled and seized her mouth, lips slanting across hers, fingers buried deep in her hair and holding her firm for his attack. His tongue plundered, powerful stabs that matched the wicked friction of his cock against the fabric on her belly. Gone was the tender, careful lover, replaced with brutal, desperate need. An animal off its leash and mindless of anything but prurient instinct.
    Dragging his teeth across her lower lip, he yanked her sundress to her waist. “Love your breasts.” He cupped them, plumping them with an urgent, almost anguished clasp. He flicked his tongue against one tight peak. “Love these pretty nipples.” Another flick, his fingers toying with the other. “Look like raspberries after I suck on them.” He circled the tip and his hot breath fanned out along her skin. “You want that?”
    She whimpered and arched closer. Torture. The way he used his lips. The things he said. Pure torture.
    He drew her into his mouth and suckled deep.
    A dark, uncompromising sensation speared straight between her legs. His cheeks hollowed with each merciless pull,