Too Friendly to Date by Nicole Helm

Author:Nicole Helm
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-08-25T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

LEAH COULDN’T BELIEVE that she was doing this. Or that it was easy. Or...anything. But she was giddy with that disbelief. Giddy with the freedom to do whatever the hell she wanted. It was an old giddiness, one she’d spent a lot of time eradicating from her life.

With her hand on Jacob’s length, it was hard to care. No, not hard. Impossible. She wanted this with every last breath. She wasn’t big on feeling desperate, but this kind of desperation was so mixed up with longing and desire, she couldn’t even dislike it.

He didn’t look at her scar. He didn’t get weirded out by it or feel the need to mention it or ask her if she was up for anything. He’d just...taken the news and moved on.

There was seriously nothing sexier than that.

So, she squeezed, causing Jacob to hiss out a breath. Yeah, this wasn’t desperation; it was power. And she was going to take all the power she could get.

She stroked and watched him as he watched her hand. Oh, man, that was hot. Then his hand grazed across her belly and lower, cupping her, sliding a finger inside.

She stopped watching, because she couldn’t keep her eyes open as he slid his finger in and out, drawing her desire to a sharper and sharper point. Until she couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed the condom she’d dropped on the mattress and tore it open.

This might be stupid, but she wasn’t afraid. She didn’t do fear anymore. So she held his gaze as she rolled the condom on, as she guided him to her entrance. Her hands were steady even if her breathing was a little ragged. With one arm, he leveraged himself, the other gripping her hip as he slowly slid inside.

It had been a while. A long while since she’d felt this. The intimate connection of body to body. And of course, this was a man she knew, better than just about any man in the world, and that made it different. More important or something.

He kissed her collarbone, her jaw, nuzzled into her neck before withdrawing and slowly thrusting again.

Leah arched to meet it, linking her arms around his neck. He’d already brought her close with his hand, so this wouldn’t take long for her. Part of her wanted to hurry, but her body couldn’t get that message to her brain or to Jacob, because she accepted each languid thrust, each aching pull of wanting more.

It wasn’t until the tempo of everything picked up that he pushed deeper, harder, and she was so close she dug her fingertips into his shoulders, trying to take some of the power, set some of the pace.

He didn’t fight her. Instead, they found some common ground. Some equal frequency. His hand, rough palm, long fingers slid up her torso, a heavy caress, pressured as he palmed her breast.

It was a possessive gesture, something she wouldn’t have considered in her list of sexy, take-me-over-the-edge attributes, but apparently Jacob

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