A Tricky Proposition(31)

“This is the first time,” he muttered, lowering his lips to her throat, “I’ve never done this before.”

She tightened her inner muscles around him and he groaned. Her chest vibrated in what sounded like a laugh. With her fingers digging into his shoulders, she straightened and stared deep into his eyes.

“I have it on good authority,” she began, leaning forward to draw her tongue along his lower lip, “that this is not your first time.” She spoke without rancor, unbothered by the women he’d been with before.

He stroked his hands up her spine, fingers gliding over her silken skin, feeling the ridges made by her ribs. “It’s the first I’ve ever had sex without protection.”

“Really?” She peered at him from beneath her lashes. “I’m your first?”

“My only.”

The instant the words were out, Jason knew he’d said too much. Delight flickered in her gaze. Her glee lasted only for the briefest of instances, but he’d spotted it, knew what he’d given away.

“I like the sound of that.”

“Only because I am never going to get anyone but you pregnant.”

Her smile transformed her from serene and mysterious to animated and exotic. “I like the sound of that, too.” This time when she kissed him, there was no teasing in her actions. She took his mouth, plunged her tongue deep and claimed him.

Fisting a hand in her hair, Jason answered her primal call. Their tongues danced in familiar rhythm, as if they hadn’t had their first kiss over a decade before. He knew exactly how to drive her wild, what made her groan and tremble.

“I’ll let you in on a little secret,” she whispered, her breath hot in his ear. “You’re my first, too.”

Incapable of speech as she explored his chest, her clever fingers circling his nipples, nails raking across their sensitive surface, he arched his brow at her in question.

“I’ve never had sex on a kitchen chair before.” She rotated her hips in a sexy figure eight that wrenched a groan from his throat. “I rather like it.”

Pressure built in his groin as she continued to experiment with her movements. Straddling his lap, she had all the control she could ever want to drive him mad. Breath rasping, eyes half-closed, Jason focused on her face to distract himself from the pleasure cascading through his body. In all the dreams he’d had of her, nothing had been this perfect.

Arching her back, she shifted the angle of her hips and moved over him again. “Oh, Jason, this is incredible.”

“Amazing.” He garbled the word, provoking a short laugh from her. “Perfect.”

“Yes.” She sat up straight and looked him square in the eyes. “It’s never been like this.”

“For me, either.”

Deciding they’d done enough talking, Jason kissed her, long and deep. Her movements became more urgent as their passion burned hotter. His fingers bit into her hips, guiding her. A soft cry slipped from her parted lips. Jason felt her body tense and knew she was close. That’s all it took to start his own climax. Gaze locked on her face, he held back, waiting for her to pitch over the cliff. The sheer glory of it caught him off guard. She gave herself completely to the moment. And called his name.

With his ears filled with her rapture, he lost control and spilled himself inside her. They were making more than a baby. They were making a moment that would last forever. The richness of the experience shocked him. Never in a million years would he have guessed that letting himself go so completely would hit him with this sort of power.

Shaking, Jason gathered Ming’s body tight against his chest and breathed heavily. As the last pulses of her orgasm eased, he smoothed her hair away from her face and bestowed a gentle kiss on her lips.

“I’m glad I was your first,” she murmured, her slender arms wrapped around his neck.

He smiled. “I’m glad you’re my only.”

*

Taking full advantage of Jason’s king-size bed, Ming lay on her stomach lengthwise across the mattress. With her chin on his chest, her feet kicking the air, she watched him. Naked and relaxed, he’d stretched out on his back, his hands behind his head, eyes closed, legs crossed at the ankle. An easy smile tipped the corners of his lips upward. Ming regarded his satisfied expression, delighted that she’d been the one to bring him to this state. Twice.

While her body was utterly drained of energy, the same couldn’t be said for her mind. “Now that we have that out of the way, perhaps you can explain why you’ve been avoiding me for two days.”

Jason’s expression tightened. “Have you talked to your sister?”