imagination, he nuzzled into her there, breathing in her scent and feeling her pulse under his open mouth. Slade knew his eyes glowed. They always did when he became this aroused.
He adjusted his position for comfort in the jeans that suddenly felt very tight. The slight movement caused her to jump. He grinned when she leaned back, as if to get away from his position in the doorway.
“Malcolm! You startled me. I didn’t know you were awake.” Her voice ran down his neck like a soft summer rain.
“Too hot to sleep.” He ran his hand over his stomach and saw her shiver as her eyes followed his hand. He pushed his hips forward slightly, refusing to hide what he couldn’t cover. The fact that her eyes flickered to his growing erection made him even harder. He wanted her. Human or not, he wanted her. And she wanted him. He could smell her arousal and he could see her nipples pressing against the soft cotton gown.
“It is warm tonight. Did you want some tea?” Her face became slightly flushed, either from the heat or something else.
“No.” Slade took a step toward her. Her tongue flicked out, moistening her lips as he took another step.
“Some water, then?” He smiled as she choked the words out.
“No.” Slade reached out with one hand, touching her neck with just his fingertips. Her shuddering response nearly undid him. Her pulse tattooed under his fingers like a tango dancer on speed.
He leaned forward, parting his lips over her mouth, not touching her, just waiting. Joie inhaled sharply, bringing her breasts in contact with his chest and Slade licked his lips. He purposely brushed across her lower lip with his tongue and when she moaned softly, took her mouth.
She stood still as he kissed her. Slade lifted his head slightly. Her eyes were closed and her head leaning back. He waited until she opened her eyes then kissed her again, this time wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her closer.
She opened her mouth under his. He dipped his tongue inside, sliding across hers, then came back for a longer taste. She fit perfectly into the curve of his body, her breasts pressing into his chest.
Slade moved so that she was drawn even more intimately against him. He felt her cool hand touch his arm then slide up to his shoulder. She still held her glass in the other hand. “Joie,” he spoke quietly, waiting until she looked at him again. “Let me take you to bed.”
She blinked twice, took a deep breath then pushed out of his arms, turning her back on him. “I don’t even know you.”
“You know I want you, and you want me. Isn’t that enough?” Slade did what he’d wanted to from the first. Wrapping his arms around her from behind, he bent forward and nuzzled against her neck.
He opened his mouth over her pulse and sucked, not hard enough to mark her, just hard enough so that she could feel him and he could taste her pulse. He pressed his erection against her buttocks, moving just enough to mimic what he really wanted from her.
“No. Please.” She stiffened in his arms, her arms braced against the counter.
He could feel her warring with herself. She wanted him, but she didn’t want to want him. Slade sighed as he released her. Though he wouldn’t take her against her will, he made no effort to hide the effect she’d had on him. Standing in the darkened kitchen with her body still against his, she had to be able to feel him.
Joie took a deep breath and moved away from him. She put her glass in the sink, leaving the kitchen without another word. Slade stood perfectly still, breathing deeply, then turned toward the small bedroom off the kitchen.
“Seen enough?” He’d caught the old woman’s scent just as Joie turned away from him. She came into the kitchen now.
“You got to walk careful, boy. My girl’s been hurt by a no-good man and she’s scared. He hurt more than her pride. He took something very precious away from my Joie. She’s been healing here. This place has been good
He adjusted his position for comfort in the jeans that suddenly felt very tight. The slight movement caused her to jump. He grinned when she leaned back, as if to get away from his position in the doorway.
“Malcolm! You startled me. I didn’t know you were awake.” Her voice ran down his neck like a soft summer rain.
“Too hot to sleep.” He ran his hand over his stomach and saw her shiver as her eyes followed his hand. He pushed his hips forward slightly, refusing to hide what he couldn’t cover. The fact that her eyes flickered to his growing erection made him even harder. He wanted her. Human or not, he wanted her. And she wanted him. He could smell her arousal and he could see her nipples pressing against the soft cotton gown.
“It is warm tonight. Did you want some tea?” Her face became slightly flushed, either from the heat or something else.
“No.” Slade took a step toward her. Her tongue flicked out, moistening her lips as he took another step.
“Some water, then?” He smiled as she choked the words out.
“No.” Slade reached out with one hand, touching her neck with just his fingertips. Her shuddering response nearly undid him. Her pulse tattooed under his fingers like a tango dancer on speed.
He leaned forward, parting his lips over her mouth, not touching her, just waiting. Joie inhaled sharply, bringing her breasts in contact with his chest and Slade licked his lips. He purposely brushed across her lower lip with his tongue and when she moaned softly, took her mouth.
She stood still as he kissed her. Slade lifted his head slightly. Her eyes were closed and her head leaning back. He waited until she opened her eyes then kissed her again, this time wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her closer.
She opened her mouth under his. He dipped his tongue inside, sliding across hers, then came back for a longer taste. She fit perfectly into the curve of his body, her breasts pressing into his chest.
Slade moved so that she was drawn even more intimately against him. He felt her cool hand touch his arm then slide up to his shoulder. She still held her glass in the other hand. “Joie,” he spoke quietly, waiting until she looked at him again. “Let me take you to bed.”
She blinked twice, took a deep breath then pushed out of his arms, turning her back on him. “I don’t even know you.”
“You know I want you, and you want me. Isn’t that enough?” Slade did what he’d wanted to from the first. Wrapping his arms around her from behind, he bent forward and nuzzled against her neck.
He opened his mouth over her pulse and sucked, not hard enough to mark her, just hard enough so that she could feel him and he could taste her pulse. He pressed his erection against her buttocks, moving just enough to mimic what he really wanted from her.
“No. Please.” She stiffened in his arms, her arms braced against the counter.
He could feel her warring with herself. She wanted him, but she didn’t want to want him. Slade sighed as he released her. Though he wouldn’t take her against her will, he made no effort to hide the effect she’d had on him. Standing in the darkened kitchen with her body still against his, she had to be able to feel him.
Joie took a deep breath and moved away from him. She put her glass in the sink, leaving the kitchen without another word. Slade stood perfectly still, breathing deeply, then turned toward the small bedroom off the kitchen.
“Seen enough?” He’d caught the old woman’s scent just as Joie turned away from him. She came into the kitchen now.
“You got to walk careful, boy. My girl’s been hurt by a no-good man and she’s scared. He hurt more than her pride. He took something very precious away from my Joie. She’s been healing here. This place has been good
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