A Lover's Vow by Brenda Jackson

Author:Brenda Jackson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 2015-05-24T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Four

Dalton concluded that although Jules might be the thinker and he the doer, when it came to this, they were of one accord. He could barely sit still watching Jules strip off her clothes in front of him. It amused him that whenever he’d seen her enter a nightclub, she’d always worn some sort of scandalous, barely there outfit. But here in the comfort of her home, beneath her robe, she was wearing flannel pajamas. However, he had to admit they were a cute pair, and she looked sexy in them.

“We really should be talking, Dalton.”

He watched her, captivated by how she was slowly easing her pajama bottoms down her legs. “Talking about what?”

“Why this shouldn’t be happening.”

In that case, she wasn’t about to hear a peep out of him.

“Dalton?” she called out to him when he hadn’t responded. Now his gaze was fixated on the area between her thighs. And from where he was sitting, it was at eye level. He forced his gaze to her face. “Yes?”

“I said we should be talking.”

“We should be doing just what we’re doing.”

She rolled her eyes when she began unbuttoning her shirt. “You would say that.”

Hell, he didn’t know a man alive who wouldn’t...considering the view he was getting. And when she tossed her flannel shirt aside and stood stark naked in front of him, his gaze latched on to her breasts. He thought the same thing now he’d thought the first time he’d seen them, tasted them, fondled them and sucked them. Her breasts were perfect.

His gaze dropped back to the apex of her thighs. He could feel his entire mouth tingle and couldn’t wait to get his tongue on her clit.

“You’re not going to take your clothes off?”

Instead of answering her question, he said in a low growl, “Come here.”

Their gazes met, held. He knew that by nature, Jules didn’t like to be ordered around. But she knew what walking over to him could mean. Pleasure beyond measure. However, he wasn’t surprised when she asked why. Like she really didn’t know.

“I want to taste you.”

He saw the flare of desire that lit her eyes. She was no longer thinking. She was ready to become a doer, as well. He watched as she shortened the distance between them. But she did not shorten it enough. “Closer.”

She took a few more steps. That still wasn’t good enough. “Closer, Jules.”

“If I come any closer, I’ll be in your face.”

Exactly. “Come closer and spread your legs.”

* * *

He certainly had a way with words, Jules thought, moving closer. And when he grabbed hold of her thighs, leaned forward and rubbed his face right in her center, she felt weak in the knees. And then she felt him lifting her off her feet, hefting her up by the hips so that his mouth was right there.

And the moment she felt his hot tongue slide inside her, she screamed out an orgasm. She was sure he could taste it, but he didn’t stop working his tongue inside her, holding tight to her thighs, securing her firmly against his mouth.

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