It Might Be You by Jennifer Gracen

Author:Jennifer Gracen [Gracen, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-01-12T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Nick woke slowly, disoriented for a few seconds as his eyes adjusted and focused. In his haze, the unfamiliar room threw him. The walls were pale green, sunlight streamed through gauzy, feminine curtains . . . and there was a warm, soft, naked female body tucked against his back. Ahhh, yes. Smiling, he rolled over to look at Amanda, careful not to wake her. She slept soundly, her dark blond hair tangled and hiding half her face. Tenderly, with delicate care, he swept her hair back so he could gaze at her.

She wasn’t a typical cookie-cutter beauty, but he thought she was absolutely beautiful. Something about her just hit him in a sweet spot. She’d told him she was an “Irish-Polish-Russian combo plate,” which had made him laugh. Now that he had a chance to openly study her face, he did so with pleasure.

She looked so peaceful, and that made him happy. Not just because he knew his taking her all night long was the main reason she was sleeping so well, but because she’d been so tense for the past few days. He knew she’d been stressed about her work. Now, her features were relaxed; there was no little crease between her brows like he’d seen, or troubled look in her eyes. Seeing her at peace like this soothed and pleased him.

He pressed a featherlight kiss to her forehead. He suspected her job, though she loved it and rarely complained, brought her satisfaction and fulfillment but very little peace. He knew what that was like. All too well. It made him want to pamper her.

Her creamy skin was so soft, and so pale next to his. Her long lashes fanned out and her lips were slightly parted as she breathed slow and deep. Those lips . . . those gorgeous pink lips had wreaked havoc on him all night long. Memories of what she’d done to him with that mouth made his cock twitch and rise.

He trailed his fingers gently along her silky hair, the arch of her brows, her cheek, her neck, down her arm and back up again. Unable to help himself, he pulled the blanket down just enough to expose her breasts.... His mouth watered. He wanted to close his lips over her nipples and suck and lick them until she woke up. He wanted to hear her sigh, whimper, and moan. Just thinking about it had his morning hard-on ready to rock. He pressed his lips to the hollow of her throat and kissed her skin lightly.

Shit, did he even have time to wake her the way he wanted? He lifted his head to glance at the clock on her nightstand. It was a few minutes before seven. He worked backward mentally. His flight was at two, which meant he had to be at the airport at noon, which meant he had to leave his hotel at eleven-thirty, which meant he had to have the rental car back . . . shit. He had to leave her apartment by nine at the latest if he was going to get his act together.

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