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Authors: Kris Michaels
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okay.”
“That doesn’t make sense. Why wouldn’t you use the money to make life easier for you?”
“Some things aren’t up for discussion. This is one of them.”
“You’re right. I shouldn’t have asked.”
Faith reached up and caressed his cheek again. “It’s just… Well, let’s not talk about that.” Faith saw a quick glimpse of surprise in his eyes before the heated lust-filled look he’d given her at the table reappeared. She leaned into him, running her hands up the man’s hard chest.
*
“This isn’t the reason I came here.” Jason had to make sure she knew that before he gave in. Something told him if he didn’t say it now, he wouldn’t get the chance.
“I know, but it’s one heck of a reason to stay.”
Faith’s body felt so damn good against his. Soft, decadent and so fucking sexy. She fit against him. He lowered his lips toward hers as he pulled her in. The rush of her hot breath as he pulled her tight and the small gasp she exhaled went straight to his cock.
A mere whisper of contact sent sensation exploding to every nerve ending of his body. Heated need, desire… fuck, even lust, fought against whatever shreds of professionalism remained. He pulled away and searched for a sign from her. Did she really want this? Him?
Faith’s fingertips touched his bottom lip as she spoke. “Whatever this is, I’d like to pursue it.”
The look of hesitation in her eyes gave her away. “I sense a ‘but’ to that statement.”
“But, my son is asleep in the next room.”
Jason lowered his forehead to hers. “Then sit with me on the couch. Let me hold you, touch you. I want to get to know you, Faith…”
Her low, sultry laugh sent more blood to his already rock-hard cock. “Turnabout is fair play, because Superman, I think you may be my kryptonite.”
“Believe me, I’m not a hero.” More like a walking disaster with anger issues .
“Good. I’d rather have a real man. Perfection is overrated.”
“I’m as far from perfect as you can get.”
“That makes two of us.”
“You feel damn close to perfect to me.” Jason stepped backward, tugging Faith with him. When his calves hit the couch, he pulled her down on top of him. Her little squeal when they fell brought a smile to his lips. He lifted her over him and cupped her neck with his hand. Her eyes sparkled. The blush on her cheeks and the smile on her lips sucked him in like quicksand. Unable to resist, he pulled her down to him and sipped at her lips. He needed to taste her, to absorb the wonderful sensations between them. It had been so damn long since he felt this light.
Her lips opened and automatically his hips bucked, grinding his erection into her as his tongue plunged deep into her mouth. Faith moaned and shuddered in his arms. Holy hell, the screaming need he felt for this woman. This was more than him wanting to get off. He wanted… Faith’s hand traveled down his chest, past his waist and cupped his hard-as-steel cock, and it was Jason’s turn to moan.
She pulled away and smiled down at him. “Oh my, you are a big boy, aren’t you?”
He couldn’t help it; he laughed as he flipped her underneath him. He held himself off her with his arms but lay cradled between her gloriously long legs.
“Proportional, I’d say.” He dipped to taste the curve of her neck, the woman’s scent and taste surrounding his senses.
“Then I have to believe, someday, I might be a very happy woman.” Faith’s chest rose, arching toward him as his lips traveled across her neck and down to the exposed flesh of her chest.
“I want you.” Like there was any doubt, but Jason’s urge to make it clear forced the words.
“You can have me. Just not tonight. I’ll get a sitter. We’ll… Ahh!” Jason smiled against her breast. He’d pushed aside her shirt and licked under her bra, swiping her nipple. He did it again and she cupped his head, holding him against her. No further encouragement needed, Jason pushed
“That doesn’t make sense. Why wouldn’t you use the money to make life easier for you?”
“Some things aren’t up for discussion. This is one of them.”
“You’re right. I shouldn’t have asked.”
Faith reached up and caressed his cheek again. “It’s just… Well, let’s not talk about that.” Faith saw a quick glimpse of surprise in his eyes before the heated lust-filled look he’d given her at the table reappeared. She leaned into him, running her hands up the man’s hard chest.
*
“This isn’t the reason I came here.” Jason had to make sure she knew that before he gave in. Something told him if he didn’t say it now, he wouldn’t get the chance.
“I know, but it’s one heck of a reason to stay.”
Faith’s body felt so damn good against his. Soft, decadent and so fucking sexy. She fit against him. He lowered his lips toward hers as he pulled her in. The rush of her hot breath as he pulled her tight and the small gasp she exhaled went straight to his cock.
A mere whisper of contact sent sensation exploding to every nerve ending of his body. Heated need, desire… fuck, even lust, fought against whatever shreds of professionalism remained. He pulled away and searched for a sign from her. Did she really want this? Him?
Faith’s fingertips touched his bottom lip as she spoke. “Whatever this is, I’d like to pursue it.”
The look of hesitation in her eyes gave her away. “I sense a ‘but’ to that statement.”
“But, my son is asleep in the next room.”
Jason lowered his forehead to hers. “Then sit with me on the couch. Let me hold you, touch you. I want to get to know you, Faith…”
Her low, sultry laugh sent more blood to his already rock-hard cock. “Turnabout is fair play, because Superman, I think you may be my kryptonite.”
“Believe me, I’m not a hero.” More like a walking disaster with anger issues .
“Good. I’d rather have a real man. Perfection is overrated.”
“I’m as far from perfect as you can get.”
“That makes two of us.”
“You feel damn close to perfect to me.” Jason stepped backward, tugging Faith with him. When his calves hit the couch, he pulled her down on top of him. Her little squeal when they fell brought a smile to his lips. He lifted her over him and cupped her neck with his hand. Her eyes sparkled. The blush on her cheeks and the smile on her lips sucked him in like quicksand. Unable to resist, he pulled her down to him and sipped at her lips. He needed to taste her, to absorb the wonderful sensations between them. It had been so damn long since he felt this light.
Her lips opened and automatically his hips bucked, grinding his erection into her as his tongue plunged deep into her mouth. Faith moaned and shuddered in his arms. Holy hell, the screaming need he felt for this woman. This was more than him wanting to get off. He wanted… Faith’s hand traveled down his chest, past his waist and cupped his hard-as-steel cock, and it was Jason’s turn to moan.
She pulled away and smiled down at him. “Oh my, you are a big boy, aren’t you?”
He couldn’t help it; he laughed as he flipped her underneath him. He held himself off her with his arms but lay cradled between her gloriously long legs.
“Proportional, I’d say.” He dipped to taste the curve of her neck, the woman’s scent and taste surrounding his senses.
“Then I have to believe, someday, I might be a very happy woman.” Faith’s chest rose, arching toward him as his lips traveled across her neck and down to the exposed flesh of her chest.
“I want you.” Like there was any doubt, but Jason’s urge to make it clear forced the words.
“You can have me. Just not tonight. I’ll get a sitter. We’ll… Ahh!” Jason smiled against her breast. He’d pushed aside her shirt and licked under her bra, swiping her nipple. He did it again and she cupped his head, holding him against her. No further encouragement needed, Jason pushed
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