It took everything he had not to lift the floodgates and take what she was offering with both hands and, hopefully, his mouth. But he had one more question, more for her peace of mind than his. “What about your husband?”
“I don’t have a husband. I have an ex-fiancé. I’m not married,” she whispered. “I never was. The certificate hasn’t been filed yet, so we can tear it up and it’s like it never happened.”
Adrenaline coursed through him, and his muscles tingled, every nerve ending snapping to attention. She wet her now trembling lips, her nerves clearly getting the better of her.
He traced the line of her cheekbone with his finger. “That’s great. I’m sure you’re very relieved.” It was a struggle to keep his voice calm, but he needed to pace this right if he wanted it to go down the way he’d imagined. She was ready to dive in, and he was a man on the edge. A couple more clumsy but effective seduction moves out of her and she was going to find herself flat on her back, chock full o’ cock, and he would end up reneging on his promise to blow her mind. Then maybe, just maybe, she’d think of him as more than just a fling to help her get over Marty. Maybe they’d have a chance to be something real.
Slow, Galen. Take it nice and slow.
He tipped her chin up and lowered his mouth to hers. A soft, brushing kiss, with only the merest hint of pressure. He pulled back to speak, to tell her all the things he wanted to do to her, but she let out a muffled squeak and used the opportunity to dive in, tangling her tongue with his, nipping, licking, sucking. The force shoved him back against the pillow, and he growled low in his throat. Lacey, wanting and hungry for him, was about the hottest thing he’d ever encountered. The urge to go with it and take her hard and fast clawed at him. His cock jerked as she ground her hips against his in a furious rhythm.#p#分页标题#e#
He dragged his mouth away. “You need to give me a minute or this is going to be very disappointing, squirt.”
She shook her head, eyes wild. “It couldn’t be. I feel like I’ve been waiting for this forever.”
Even more of a reason to make it worth the wait.
If he still had a hope in hell of pulling that off, he was going to have to slow her down a little. Or maybe speed it up and then slow it down. His motto was “ladies first” in the bedroom, after all.
In one swift move, he flipped her onto her back. She yelped but adjusted quickly, running her hands over his back and lower, until she had a grip on his ass. He went for her wrists with a pained chuckle, banding them with his fingers. His full weight was distributed between her torso and his knees so his bottom half could get some space, which finally stopped her from grinding her pubic bone against his already rock hard erection.
“Let me go. You’re squishing me,” she protested, but her pout told a different story.
“I’m not squishing you that much. You just want to maul me some more.”
“You don’t like it?” Her face fell and he tugged her wrists above her head.
“None of that, squirt. I like it. In fact, I love it. But this”—he angled his hips to her again until his cock nestled against the soft flesh between her thighs; she pulsed against him and he swallowed a curse—“is more than I can bear right now. So we’re going to play a little game. It’s called No Hands. That means, for the next ten minutes, you can’t touch me. At all.”
She frowned. “That’s a stupid game.”
“You only think so because you’re a control freak. Humor me, and if you don’t like it we never have to play again.”
She eyed him for a long moment and then nodded. “Ten minutes.” She peered at the clock and then back at him. “Go.”
He said a silent prayer of thanks and released her wrists. “Leave them over your head.”
She bit her swollen lower lip uncertainly but didn’t move. Galen sat back on his heels to look at her. Honey-colored hair decorated the pillow, and he trailed his fingers through its softness.
“I love your hair. It’s so fucking sexy. You looked like a mermaid in the water. Want to know a secret?”
Her breath caught and she nodded.
Maybe it would scare her. Maybe she would think he was a total pervert, but she looked so enthralled, so turned on, he couldn’t stop the flow of words if he tried. “I’ve dreamed of you and that hair. Of you taking my cock in your mouth, real slow. Sucking and licking until I felt like I’d explode. And right when I was about to come, I’d wrap my fist in that beautiful hair and use it to work you faster, harder over my cock until I came deep in your throat.”