How to Date the Guy You Hate: An Enemies to Lovers Romance (Eden Hills Book 2) by Julie Kriss

Author:Julie Kriss [Kriss, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-06-14T04:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Jason

I didn’t need to be told twice. I leaned up and kissed her, pushing my fingers into her damp hair, running my tongue over her luscious bottom lip. She wound her hands into the cotton of my t-shirt and kissed me hard, sucking on me, tugging the shirt up. I liked it, but I wasn’t about to give in so fast. I’d promised her this morning that I’d fuck her, and now I had my chance. We’d done the fast-fuck-on-the-couch thing. Now I had all night, and Megan naked and wet on my lap, and I was going to do this properly.

I moved my hands out of her hair and down the back of her neck, her back, her waist, her hips, still kissing her while my hands stroked her. She sighed in my mouth and her muscles relaxed, and she moved her hips against me, an unconscious, rolling grind that was better than any strip club had ever seen. I stroked down her hips and grabbed her ass, my hands cupping her, my fingers digging into her. She was warm and supple and perfect. She did that rolling motion again and I gripped her harder, stilling her, pressing her into the hard fly of my jeans, letting her feel me pulsing beneath it.

I broke the kiss and leaned up, away from the headboard. Now she was flush in my lap, her bare knees gripping my waist. I dug my fingers into her ass again, hard, and she bit her lip. She tugged my t-shirt up again and I let go of her so she could pull it up and over my head, throwing it away.

She was beautiful naked—fucking amazing. Her hips fit perfectly under my hands, curved into the dip of her waist as if they were designed to drive me crazy. Her breasts had the perfect shape of my memory, proportioned to her torso like a sculptor had made them, the nipples cherry-red and hard. I cupped them, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples, and then I moved one hand up to the slim line of her neck, holding her gently and kissing her hard as I moved my other hand down between her legs.

She made a soft sound and gripped my shoulders. She smelled like damp woman and shower soap and hot, musky sex. I held her in place and rubbed her, feeling how wet her pussy was as she ground against my hand.

She broke the kiss, still moving against me. “Jason,” she said, her voice a husky whisper. “Get naked.”

“Maybe,” I said, kissing along the side of her neck, slowing my fingers inside her. “Are you begging?”

In reply she dropped her hands from my shoulders and worked at the button and fly of my jeans, which were damp from her. She leaned in so close her breasts brushed my bare chest and her breath warmed my neck. “I need you naked,” she breathed.

It was like a bolt of lightning going through me. My heart pounded in my chest.

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