Wicked by Jaci Burton

Author:Jaci Burton [Burton, Jaci]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2020-10-06T00:00:00+00:00

five

Lazy afternoons spent in bed napping were simply decadent. Lazy afternoons spent in bed recovering from the most magnificent orgasms of her life were simply unheard of in her world.

Having spent them with Rand was like something out of a wicked fantasy.

He was more than she had ever hoped for, and then some.

More than she had ever feared, too.

Powerful, controlling, he knew every one of her hot buttons and pushed them like a master puppeteer. If he’d failed at just one of them, she would have smiled smugly and walked away knowing that Rand, like every other man she’d been with, just simply didn’t “get” her.

He’d gotten her all right.

Too well.

She’d played right into his hands, coming apart like she had. Where had all her self-control gone? Couldn’t she have held back just a little? Did she have to have an orgasm every time he licked her, touched her, fucked her? One would think she’d been satisfied after the first one and could have lain there like a dead fish or something, just to let him know he wasn’t in as much control as he’d like to think he was.

But oh, no. Her traitorous body had to go and respond with a resounding Yippee! I’m coming again! Every. Single. Time.

She sighed and tried to scoot away. But like a thief caught sneaking out with the goods, escape was impossible. He snaked an arm around her middle and pulled her back against the powerful wall of his chest.

Dammit, he made her feel safe, tucked into his body like this. It was warm and comfortable, and he was solid and strong. She felt protected, desired. Needed.

Whoa. Way too much going on in her head right now. And all the wrong things.

Rand was not the guy. He wasn’t. Not for her, anyway.

“What are you thinking about?”

The deep timbre of his voice sent her nerve endings skyrocketing in a million directions.

“Nothing.”

“Liar. Tell me what you’re thinking about.”

He cupped her breast. Didn’t squeeze, like a lot of men did, just cupped it, his thumb dragging lightly over her nipple.

Her clit took notice, and bells started ringing down south.

Was she wired for Rand? Lord. One lazy little strum of his fingers, and her body took notice.

Well, dammit, she was in charge of her body. Not him. And she was going to ignore his flicking of her nipple.

“I was just thinking I was tired.”

“You had a nap. An hour and a half.”

An hour and a half curled in his arms. Sweet oblivion. “I’m still tired.”

“No, you’re not. But I’m hungry, and I’ll bet you are, too. How about a shower and something to eat?”

She shrugged, but her stomach rumbled, giving her away. He laughed and released her. “Go on and shower. Towels are in the closet next to the sink. I’ll start the grill, then jump in when you’re finished.”

Shower? In some man’s bathroom? Without her makeup and blow dryer? What would she wear afterward? Did he have any idea what she looked like after a shower? She wasn’t prepared for this.

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