She tangled her fingers into his hair, holding him against her. “If this is what being scandalized feels like, I’ve been missing out.”
“Damn straight.” He chuckled against her skin. “I’m going to undo your bottoms right now, sugar. The same rules from the other night apply.”
As if she was going to do a single thing to keep him from making her come again. If he could nearly make the top of her head explode while they were both wearing all their clothes, how much better would it be with them naked?
She lifted her hips, a silent invitation he seemed only too happy to accept. Adam met her gaze as he pulled the string loose, letting the fabric slide down her other leg. And then she might as well have been naked. Before reason could reassert why this was a terrible idea, his hand was there between her thighs, a light touch that was more about exploring than domination. He watched her face the entire time as he pushed a single finger into her. The position was almost unbearably intimate, so she closed her eyes, concentrating on the sensations building.
“You like this, don’t you, sugar? You like knowing that you drove me so fucking crazy that I carted you out here like a wild man. Every single one of them knows what I’m doing to you, and I don’t fucking care. All I can think about is sinking into your wet heat and hearing you come for me again.” He pumped his finger in and out of her, slowly, as if savoring every second of it. “I’m going to taste you here, sugar.”
She barely had time to process that, and then he was on his knees, lifting her and spreading her thighs, pinning her between his mouth and the tree behind her. He kissed her center the same way he kissed her mouth—as if he owned every part of her. Maybe she’d be worried about that later. Right now all she could do was hang on and try to keep her cries from echoing through the trees around them.
Chapter Nine
Adam was totally and completely out of control, and he didn’t give two fucks. He was consumed with driving Jules out of her goddamn mind. He should have known that things would end up this way the second he picked her up. He was so tired of fighting his attraction to her. She obviously wanted him as much as he wanted her.
It’s just sex. We can stop anytime we want to.
He’d worry about the fallout later. Right now he had more important things on his mind—Jules’s orgasm. He licked and teased and did his damnedest to drive her as crazy as she’d been driving him since he agreed to this devil’s bargain. Her whimpers and whispered pleas were music to his ears, and he didn’t stop, didn’t slow down, didn’t so much as change his pace until she gave a muffled cry and her entire body went tight. He gave her one last long lick and then gently set her back onto the ground. “That’s how crazy you drive me, sugar.”
She blinked down at him. “That’s pretty crazy.”
“Tell me about it.” He climbed to his feet and set about putting her to rights, tying her bikini bottom back into place and reaching for the top.
Jules grabbed his hands. “Wait, what about you?”
“What about me?”
She gave his swim trunks a significant look. “This is the second time you’ve taken care of me and not gotten your own release.”
He knew that. Hell, he could feel every beat of his heart in his cock, and it was as distracting as the fact she was standing here having this conversation with her breasts bared. “Now’s not the time.” He wasn’t sure there ever would be a time when it was right, because he didn’t trust himself to keep his head on straight, not if he was already reacting this way and he hadn’t even been inside her.
“Bullshit.”
He frowned at her. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you swear before.”
“There’s a time and place. This is both.” She swung around, pushing him against the tree with more strength than he would have anticipated. “Now don’t even try arguing with me, Adam.” Her sunny grin made something in his chest lurch. “I’m about to have my wicked way with you.”
“Jules—”
But it was too late. She was on her knees and working off his wet trunks with efficient motions.
You’re full of shit. It’s not too late. All you have to do is walk away to put a stop to this.
He didn’t. He didn’t so much as utter a word as she freed his cock, her hum of approval the sexiest thing he’d ever heard. She shot him a look from beneath her lashes. “Now, if you’re still having second thoughts, just close your eyes and think of England.”