Secret Words(20)

But she could understand where he was coming from. The situation called for it, she guessed. She didn't like his arrangement with Hannah but she could sympathise with her. And it was a only short-term thing, anyway.

"It's fine. As long as you're not staying at your place while she's there," she said with a slight pout.

He chuckled. "No. I won't be home because I'm staying here with you. Rob and Jessa wouldn't mind, would they?"

She thawed and snaked her arms around his neck. "You've been sleeping here for the last couple of weeks already. If they bothered to call home, I could let them know. But I doubt we'll hear from them until they're back from their honeymoon."

"Well, we'll only need to use one room now instead of two," he whispered seductively in her ear.

"Finally," she breathed, her body heating up fast with anticipation. They'd waited so long.

"Finally," he echoed, running his hand underneath her top and cupping her breast. "No bra. I like that."

She giggled. "I don't usually wear a bra when I'm inside the house."

"That's not true. You've always worn a bra," he said with a flick of his thumb over her nipple.

Desire spiked through her and raced straight down to her core.

"It was only because we were trying to hold back," she explained, her words becoming more breathless.

"Ah, I see."

She gasped when Kane lifted her up in his arms and carried her upstairs.

"You're so strong," she murmured before kissing his neck.

"You're a lightweight," he chuckled. "Your room or mine?"

"Mine," she answered, the word coming out like a gush of air.

He pushed her bedroom door open with his shoulder and kissed her hungrily before releasing her on the bed. She crawled up to the middle and clutched his shirt to draw him down to her.

She moaned softly as he lay on top of her, loving his weight and his hardness. She parted her legs and started rubbing his legs with her feet. He groaned and shifted so she was cradling his hard erection right against her throbbing centre.

"God, you make me so hot," he rasped.

Kane ravaged her mouth, his tongue insistent and probing as his hand delved under her shirt to cup her aching breast.

She started to pant loudly, fresh moisture rushing to her core from the delicious friction caused by the restless movement of their hips.

"Jaz, I've waited for so long," he whispered as he sat up and divested her of her top. "You're so beautiful," he said, staring at her with hungry eyes.

Kane straddled her and slowly, with just the tips of his fingers touching her, he ran his hand along the side of her face as he watched her with blazing blue eyes. His thumb traced the bottom of her lip and she poked her tongue out to taste it.

His smile was carnal as he pushed his thumb in her mouth. She sucked on it sensuously, a thrill passing through her as his eyelids drooped and his nostrils flared.

His other hand got busy. He ran it tantalisingly over her heavy breast before his thumb circled her pebbled nipple in time with her sucking of his thumb. She moaned. She wanted more. More. Much more.

He took his thumb out of her mouth and leaned down on her. His tongue tasted her lips before he pushed it inside. He groaned as she sucked it, much like she did with his thumb. This time, both his hands got busy with her breasts. His fingers tweaked her nipples as his tongue explored her mouth. Oh, he was making her soaked.

Abruptly, he pushed himself up. "Jasmine," he mouthed. He moved to her jeans and unzipped them. Slowly, he undressed her, his gaze intense and lustful on the newly exposed parts of her body.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" he said in awe as he caressed her nakedness with his hungry eyes.

"I need to see you, too," she said as she made a move to sit up.

"Oh no, you don't," he replied as he captured her wrists and pinned them above her head. "Not yet."

"When?" she whined.

"After I make you moan some more," he whispered as his lips trailed kisses on her face and down her neck.

Just his words made her want to moan. She made soft noises as he nipped and licked her throat. When he moved downwards to her hyper-sensitive breasts, her breath hitched in anticipation. When he closed his mouth around an aroused nipple, a lusty moan came out of her.

Kane groaned as he twirled his tongue round and round her peak as his fingers paid attention to its twin. He had let go of her wrists, his hands more interested in her breasts, leaving her free to rake his hair.

A hand started moving downwards. Down. Down. Until it reached her hot core. Her hips bucked up when his fingers dipped into her wetness. And when they found her swollen nub and started rubbing, she mewled.