Seductive Suspect - Page 29

Adam drew back, breaking the kiss, and studied me. Darkness shadowed his hazel eyes. “You still don’t trust me.” Fingertips rested at my throat. “Not completely.”

I stared at him, my chin trembling. Twinges of guilt stabbed at my heart. I couldn’t answer.

“Oh, Veronica.” He towered over me, keeping me trapped. “I swear on my life, I’m not going to hurt you.” With one finger, he tilted my face upward. “However, if you let me, Iwillmake you scream.”

He punctuated the declaration with a quick swipe of his lips across mine. Before I could react, he spun me around and slammed my wrists against the door. Leaning into me with his full weight, he nipped at the edge of my ear. “Tell me to stop, and I will.” The raspy tones of his growl added to the thrilling sensations. “But first, you should know how much I want you.”

His mouth skated over my neck, and I squirmed. “Is that so?” I asked, trying to keep my voice airy.

His palms skimmed over my sides, their warmth radiating through the thin material of my tank top. “From the sexy dress you wore the night we first met,” he whispered, pressing into the swell of my hips, “to those tight jeans later on…” He gave my ass a squeeze before continuing to roam over the front of my body. “Everything about you was irresistible. And, lucky me, I then learned you were smart and witty and wonderful on top of that.”

My breath clouded the glass panes when his hands slipped beneath the flimsy shirt, caressing my stomach. “Should I continue?” he asked.

I didn’t know whether he referred to his salacious words or bolder explorations. Both options sounded good. “Mm-hmm…”

Adam returned his attention to my ear, tracing a line along the ridge with the tip of his tongue. “Knowing you were so close, just one room away from me, drove me crazy.” His hands rose, his thumbs grazing the underside of my breasts. “Each night, I’d lie awake here thinking about you. How I could get to know you better, win you over, make you mine.” Meandering higher, strong fingers massaged my flesh, cupping and kneading. “Like I said, maddening.”

A haze of lust enveloped my senses, and I struggled to breathe evenly. All I focused on was how much I wanted him to touch me everywhere. The cool glass along my cheek contrasted with the fire growing between us, creating a dizzying effect. My breath hitched in my throat when he found my hardened nipples.

“What about you?” he asked, teasing at the buds.

His skilled manipulations prevented me from forming cohesive thoughts. “What about me?”

Adam kissed my neck again, never relinquishing his hold on me. “Were you thinking about me in the same way?”

I debated how honest to be, even as he distracted me with his titillating movements. “I was attracted to you, but I didn’t want to admit it to myself. I thought you might be dangerous, and I should stay away.”

I worried my answer disappointed him when his hands left my chest, but they came to rest back on my hips. The pads of his fingers danced along the waistband of my pants, skimming inside the elastic.

“And now?” he encouraged.

I shuddered, imagining him dipping lower and lower. “Maybe I shouldn’t have kept my distance.”

My wishes came true when one hand snuck between my legs, toying with my panties. “Maybe?”

Only a small patch of cotton separated us. I wriggled beneath him in an effort to seek out more of his touch. “Fine, definitely,”I said. “I shouldn’t have tried to push you away.”

Adam chuckled, a wicked laugh that resonated in my ear. “Good, good.” He stroked me through the dampened fabric, pulling me closer. The heavy bulge of his erection pulsed against me from behind, eliciting a fresh flood of arousal. “Then let’s start making up for lost time.”

He half-dragged, half-carried me over to the bed, where we collapsed on top of the covers. He quickly peeled off my top and tossed my sneakers to the side, doing the same with my pajama pants. I shifted backward, closer to the pillows, but he caught me. With one swift motion, he yanked my panties away, leaving me exposed in the moonbeams streaming through the windows.

“Perfect,” he said, tracing the curve of my breast. “Even better than in my wildest fantasies.”

Standing next to the bed, he removed his undershirt and jeans with the same haste, allowing me my first unobstructed view of his body. The wan light etched into the lean lines and firm planes of his torso. I enjoyed the sight, but I silently urged him to shed his boxers, the last article of clothing between us.

Before he finished undressing, he rummaged around in a bag on the nightstand. “Stupid optimism finally wins out,” he said, dropping a box of condoms onto the wooden surface.

I giggled, appreciating his foresight. “My sister did suggest I might meet someone this weekend, but apparently, I didn’t plan so well.”

He flashed me a grin. “To be honest, I didn’t think I’d wind up being this lucky. Yet, here we are.”

At long last, he slid his underwear off over his narrow hips. His erect cock stood stiff in the moonlight, long and sturdy like the rest of him. An intense craving consumed me, and I quivered in anticipation. Ineededhim.

Adam unrolled the latex sheath over his thick shaft before rejoining me on the bed. Propping himself up beside me, he rana single finger over the length of my body, from my collarbone, between my breasts, straight down to my waiting pussy. A trail of sparks traveled the same path, and I drew in a sharp breath.

“Are you still ready for me?” he asked.

I nodded.