Victory!
She rocked again. Moaned at the contact. It wasn’t enough. She wanted more. She wanted it all.
“Jada.” The heat in his eyes singed her. She was ready to be burnt.
His hand slid up her nape and sank into her hair, tugging her closer until their lips collided. The kiss was wild and incendiary. Uncontrolled. Jada sank headlong into the feelings of wonder and lust sweeping through her. This was where all the arguing, flirting, teasing had been leading.
Their lips meshed perfectly as their tongues dueled, sliding, tangling against each other in a hungry, unbridled dance. She was greedy and would never get enough. Arousal charged through her. She pressed against his erection, desperate to get closer, wanting to feel his hardness between her legs. Longing for the moment when he would fill her.
He dragged his lips down the sensitive skin of her throat, his teeth making the barest, yet oh so powerful contact. The sting thrilled her. He swirled his tongue at the base of her throat, causing her pulse to skyrocket. Then his mouth was on hers again, seeking, then demanding a response, his hands sweeping across her body, frustrating her with the fleeting touches. She wanted his rough hands on her with nothing in between.
“Jada.” He sounded tortured. Desire swirled unchecked in his dark eyes.
There was no question how this night would end. How it had always been destined to end. Her voice came out sure and proud. “Yes.”
Chapter Twenty
The hunger on Donovan’s face thrilled Jada. The heat in his eyes fried her nerve endings. She couldn’t wait to combust.
His eyes never left hers as he slowly, so slowly undid the buttons of her Sugar Blitz polo. He slipped a finger inside and brushed a finger across her sensitive flesh. She gasped as goose bumps rose along her skin.
He pressed a hard kiss to her neck a second before her shirt was whisked over her head. She barely registered the motion before his mouth landed on her bare collarbone. Jada gasped for some much-needed air as he dragged his lips across her flesh until he met the strap of her bra. He slowly followed the line of the lace material down over the swell of her breast, teasing her. Tormenting her. Thrilling her. She shivered. Her head lolled back, silently offering him more. A chuckle rumbled from deep within his chest, but soon her bra met a similar fate as her shirt.
The light touch of his blunt fingers on her nipples was enough to have them puckering into tight balls.
“You are so beautiful.” He sounded enthralled by the sight of her.
Jada growled when his hands slipped away. She wanted his hands, his mouth on her. Now. “Donovan.”
“Hmm?” he murmured against her throat, his hands now at her waist, climbing higher, over her quivering flesh, but not quite touching her where she wanted. She dug her nails into his wide shoulders to get his attention.
Jada gathered her scattered thoughts as best she could. “Please.”
“Is that what you want?” His tongue and teeth scraped along the outer swell of her breast, so close to where she wanted him, but still so far. He repeated the action on her other breast. All she had to offer was a desperate whimper. She clutched at the back of his head with unsteady hands, needing the anchor and hoping to draw him closer.
“Or this?” He drew her breast deeper to his mouth, his tongue licking across her hard nipple, finally giving her the solution she’d sought. She cried out at the heady sensation. He didn’t stop, his tongue swirling over her again and again, adding a hint of teeth every now and then, keeping her teetering on the edge. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he switched breasts and started the torture all over.
An intelligible answer was beyond her at the moment. She was barely hanging on to reason as lust twisted inside her, building to a feverish pitch. She rocked against his dick, seeking some release from the torture, but he didn’t seem interested in offering her mercy.
She was barely aware she was chanting his name until he drew away from her. His eyes were wild. She’d done that to him. Still, he took care with her, gently laying her on her back against the soft leather like she was precious cargo.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured.
The compliment sent warmth cascading through her. “You said that before.”
“Because it’s true.”
She reveled under his ardent gaze. She couldn’t stop herself from arching her back a little. Preening a bit when his eyes greedily tracked her every move.
A light smile broke his across his serious face. “You think you have me wrapped around your little finger, don’t you?”