“I really do, Harmony,” he answered firmly, holding her eyes hostage with his.
“Tanner. And I’m really not sure anything he did ever felt good. It was just all I ever knew,” she whispered reluctantly, the name tasting bitter on her lips. Especially when this man was making her remember how wonderful being touched and stroked could be.
“That’s kinda what I figured,” he acknowledged softly, pressing a gentle kiss against her rounded shoulder. God, this woman was gonna be his undoing, knowing she’d been untouched for so long. She set off every single primal urge he had, and one day, he’d take her hard and fast and give the beast that lived inside him what he craved. For now, though, he needed to proceed with caution. “Alright, darlin’, I’m gonna tell you what I wanna do then. Right now, I wanna strip you out of the rest of this pretty dress, lay you back on this couch, and love on you. I wanna make you remember how good bein’ a woman can feel when you’re with the right man. I wanna take my time and worship these beautiful, swollen breasts. I wanna pull those drenched panties down your long legs and lick your pussy until I know I’ll have the taste of your cream in my mouth for the next month. I wanna feel this gorgeous fuckin’ body gettin’ off on my touch as many times as I can take you there with my hands and my mouth, baby. Now, the only question is, are you gonna let me have what I want?” he asked as his hands took her hips and twisted her, bringing her back flat against the couch and pinning her with the warm wonderful heat of his body.
Chapter Fifteen
A low cry escaped Harmony’s mouth as Jacob suddenly changed their position, and her hands flew up to grip his shoulders as he settled his hips between her splayed legs. “Jacob!” she admonished, giggling as he wriggled his eyebrows.
“As much as I like hearin’ my name on your lips, it doesn’t answer the question I asked, baby. You gonna let me play tonight?” he asked, dropping his head to tease her milky throat with his lips.
Shifting underneath him as his tongue traced the line of her collar bone, Harmony’s shoulder bumped the purse she’d dropped earlier at the edge of the couch, sending it sailing over the edge of the cushion with a clatter. Catching her breath as she watched the contents spill across the colorful woven rug on the floor, she groaned.
Jacob’s followed her horrified gaze and laughed deeply as he saw what she was staring at. “Well, Miss McKinnon. Was somebody a Girl Scout?” he asked, reaching out one long arm to pick up one of the dozens of condoms littering the floor. “I’ve heard of being prepared, but that’s all a little extreme, isn’t it?”
A deep red blush spread across Harmony’s face as she struggled to get out from underneath Jacob’s body. “I swear, that isn’t what it looks like, Jake!” she half shouted, scrambling to reach the plethora of rubbers spread out on the rug.
“Really?” he chuckled, snagging the pretty pair of dainty pink lace panties from the rug. “Because I’d really like to see that gorgeous ass of yours in these,” he commented as he dangled them above her nose.
Snatching the underwear from his hands, she groaned. “Stop laughing. Faith and Patience put all those in my purse. They were makin’ a joke.”
Spying a plastic baggy that had fallen underneath the coffee table, he rolled slightly off her to reach for it. Jaw dropping as he recognized the little blue pill inside the bag, he turned blazing eyes back to Harmony. “And this?” he asked incredulously.
Grabbing the sack away from him, she shook her head quickly and bit her lip as her own laughter bubbled up in her throat.
“You thought I’d need Viagra?” he asked as his masculine pride smarted. Rolling his hips and pushing his erection against the juncture of her thighs, he narrowed his gaze. “Does that feel like I need Viagra to you?”
“It was Aunt Orla’s contribution to the evening,” Harmony choked. “She was worried about the few years you had on me.”
Scowling, Jacob glared at her. “Trust me, baby, when I get inside you, you won’t notice those years at all,” he promised silkily.
Sliding a hand down the side of his affronted face, Harmony smiled and lifted her head to whisper in his ear. “I swear, I haven’t noticed them so far. You’ve been keeping me distracted by far bigger things.”
“Damn straight,” he muttered, appeased by her remark as he dropped a lingering kiss against the top of one perfectly formed breast. Lifting his head, he smirked at her. Reaching for the plain brown bag he’d dropped on the coffee table when they’d arrived earlier, he held it in front of her face. “I will say that your baby sister shocked the hell out of me tonight when she gave me this.”