Page 64 of Crimson Love

A slow sexy smile pulls at his lips. It’s a mix of satisfied and challenged.

As if he’s going to have to work that hard.

I’m a ball of nerves. And to think just a short time ago, I was yawning on Felicity’s floral sofa.

He moves until the backs of my legs hit the bed and almost makes a presentation of it when he tags the bottom of my shirt at the waist and pulls. I lose sight of him for a nanosecond, but when he comes back into view, his eyes drag over my breasts in my boring bra and bare skin to the waist.

I shiver as goosebumps spread over my bare skin.

“You won’t be cold for long, baby. I plan to warm you up from the inside out. I might not be able to officially fix your problems until tomorrow, but I sure as hell can make you forget them tonight.”

His hands go to my hips and drag up my ribcage. He brushes his thumbs over my nipples. They pebble through the thin material, and I feel it everywhere, but especially between my legs where no one has ever been but me. “Please. There’s nothing I want more than to lose myself in you.”

He never breaks our connection as his hand moves to my back. When my bra goes slack, he goes straight to the button on my jeans that sit low on my hips. They’re too big, but I liked them, so I decided to make them work. Jett works the button and zipper with ease, but gravity does the rest of the work.

Standing here in my panties and the bra that’s falling down my arms, an electric energy rushes through me. Anticipation and apprehension mix in a way that’s exciting and liberating.

Jett’s gaze drops from my eyes to my body. He brushes one strap off my shoulder and the other follows suit and falls down my arms.

Besides my labored breaths, I don’t move. I’m too focused on the way he’s looking at me.

It’s different than how any man has ever looked at me before. He’s not ogling me. Everything with Jett is different.

There’s a reverence in his eyes that I’ve never seen. If he could worship me through his gaze alone, he’d be on his knees at an altar.

I’ve never felt so comfortable in my skin and...

Free.

His finger dips into the band of my panties. He drags his index finger along my skin before dipping it deeper.

My hands flex on his biceps to hang on. “Oh my.”

“Yeah. Oh-fucking-my.” His whole hand takes advantage and dips inside. His touch slides through my wet sex and my body jerks. Every nerve ending goes haywire. He nudges my panties down with his other hand, leaving me completely bare for him. “Back to the bed.”

I’m awkward and in too much of a hurry, but I’m not embarrassed. I need him.

Jett follows me down on the bed. He’s still completely dressed and not offering me any space. Once my head hits the pillow I slept on last night, he crawls over me and leans down to take my mouth.

When he kisses his way over to my ear and down my neck, I don’t know what to do or say, so the first words that go through my mind pop out of my mouth. “I feel like it’s unfair that I’m the only one naked.”

Jett nips my earlobe. “Tonight is about you.”

My breasts rise and fall with labored breaths. “If it’s all about me, then I’d like you to be naked too.”

He drags his tongue down my neck and across the dip below my neck. “No sex tonight. I can’t be naked. It’s unfair to my dick.”

“Unfair...” I let that thought trail off. “That makes no sense.”

He presses kiss after kiss lightly down my sternum before he makes his way to one nipple. He flicks it with the tip of his tongue before giving me a light nip between his teeth. “My dick disagrees.”

I squeeze my thighs together and continue rambling. “It’s like there are three of us here. I didn’t know dicks got so much of a vote during moments like this.”

He angles his eyes up at me and smirks. “Moments like this?”

I look down past my breasts where he’s working his way south and nod. “Yes. Sexy moments when there is an imbalance of naked bodies.”

He lifts one of my legs and hooks it behind his elbow, opening me. “If I’m naked while you’re naked, and you’re talking about sexy moments, there’s very little chance you’ll be a virgin when we wake up tomorrow. Cut me some slack. I’m being virtuous and shit. Are you going to lay back and enjoy this or are you going to talk the whole time?”