Her teeth sank into her bottom lip. He’d never seen her do that before, and he let out a groan.
“I’m not supposed to be one of those women,” she said.
“You’re not. You’re in a class by yourself, Maybug.” He trailed his finger over her collarbone, down her chest, and between her breasts. Her nipples poked against the cotton material of her sleep shirt. He had something poking against the fabric of his boxers.
She put her palm on his chest and in slow methodical circles got to know his pec through his shirt. “You’re one of a kind, too.”
“Then I think the logical thing to do is act on what’s happening.” He rolled his thumb over her nipple and was rewarded with a slight arch in her back.
“I’m not sure logic has anything to do with this, but I don’t care anymore. I can’t stop thinking about you.” She slid her hand underneath his shirt. His stomach muscles tightened in pleasure.
“Rip apart the caution tape?”
“God, yes.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded. “You?”
“Positive. Are you wearing any underwear?”
Her fingers dipped inside the waistband of his sweatpants. “Why don’t you find out?”
The invitation shredded the last threads of his self-control. He gripped her waist and hoisted her up. With nothing but undisguised desire in a one-two punch from her emerald eyes, she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his middle.
He did a one-eighty, took two steps, and set her down atop the kitchen island. That’s as far as he could go. His need to taste her overwhelmed his senses.
He spread her legs and bent to kiss the inside of her thigh.
She gasped. Jesus, if one press of his lips made her breath catch, imagine what would happen when he used his tongue. He lifted his head.
“What?” she asked, like the pant never happened.
He grinned. “Just making sure you’re okay.”
“You’d better make me feel a lot more than okay, mister. This has got to be spectacular, understand?”
“Oh, it will be.” He lifted her left leg, dropped a kiss to her ankle. Soft and gentle, he kissed his way up her calf, taking it slow so he could savor every inch of her skin. When he reached the back of her knee, he took his first lick. She let out a whimper. “You have the sexiest legs, Liv.”
“Uhh-huhh,” she mumbled. He smiled against her skin.
His patience wearing thin, he kissed and tongued her inner thigh with shorter, quicker strokes. When he reached the hem of her shirt, he pushed it up. Liv wiggled her bottom and tugged the material to her waist.
The move made him so hot he tore his shirt off, tossed it to the side. Then he took a second to look his fill. She was swollen and glistening. And he was more turned on than ever knowing his innocent ministrations had aroused her to this extent.
“Please, Danny.”
She didn’t need to ask him twice. He’d been dreaming of this moment for weeks. But… “You’re absolutely sure about this, right?”
“Yes! I’m going to die if you don’t get on with it already.”
Hands on her hips, he buried his face between her legs. The second he made contact she jerked against his mouth, her fingers dug into his shoulders. He danced his tongue over her folds, took his time circling around the spot he knew would get her off, and then he pulled back a fraction.
Her thighs clamped around his head to keep him in place. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
“I’m not going anywhere. Just want to make this last longer than two minutes.” He nipped at her inner thigh before returning to her curls and learning the rhythm that made her body quiver, her breaths hitch.
He ate her up, taking turns at light and soft, firm and vigorous. Her sexy sounds guided his attention, had him slipping one, then two fingers inside her.
“Yes, just like that,” she said in a strangled voice. She gripped the back of his head as he stroked her inside and out.
“Mmm,” he murmured, lapping her up like a man who hadn’t had a sip of water in days.
It took only one more swipe of his tongue over her sensitive flesh to make her come. Her body shuddered, convulsing in spasms as she cried out his name.
Danny brought her down slowly with gentle licks and an arm wrapped around her thigh as he eased his fingers out of her.
She let go of his head and leaned back on her elbows. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips were parted, and her eyes were half closed in satisfaction. “That was…”
“Fantastic?”
“Yes.” Her eyes opened fully, her gaze diving into his before her stare went to his mouth. Two seconds later she threaded her fingers through his hair and brought him in for a kiss.