Baltimore 03 - Did You Miss Me?

chuckle. ‘I bet you had no idea that while I was eating your muffins I was thinking about eating you alive.’
    ‘No,’ she whispered. ‘No idea whatsoever.’ Her hips had a mind of their own and they tilted toward him. He backed up a few inches, a warning growl in his throat.
    ‘When I start, I won’t be able to stop. So don’t tempt me.’
    ‘Then for God’s sake, hurry.’
    Abruptly he grabbed her foot and yanked at the boot, sending it flying over his shoulder. The other boot followed. ‘Step out of the jeans.’
    She did and he rose, grabbing her butt in both hands and lifting her off the floor. Her knees lifted to grip his hips, hands grasping his shoulders as he spun her around.
    ‘Hurry, Joseph. Please.’
    Seconds later she was on her back on the bed, her legs over his shoulders, his mouth . . . ‘Oh God.’ He was sucking her through the lace of her panties and she arched, increasing the friction, rolling her hips, finding the rhythm that drove her higher.
    Abruptly he pulled away, drawing a protest from her lips. ‘Wait,’ he ground out. ‘Just wait.’ She could see the outline of his body in the darkness. He knelt between her legs, his head bowed, his fists at his sides. His chest rose and fell as he panted.
    ‘What? What’s wrong?’
    He gave an incredulous laugh. ‘Wrong? Daphne, I’m about to come and I haven’t even gotten started yet. I need to slow it down.’ He ran his hands down her legs, then back up again. ‘These have to go.’ He pulled her panties off one leg than the other, then brought them to his nose and inhaled.
    ‘Oh,’ she whispered.
    He tucked the panties in his pants pocket then slowly brought her legs up over his shoulders, dragging her to his mouth. His tongue lapped, teasing, and she thought he was watching her, that even though she couldn’t see in the dark, he could.
    ‘Joseph. Please.’ She thrust her hips toward him. ‘Please.’
    With a groan he dropped back down to the bed, his tongue stabbing deep. She thrust her fingers into his hair and pulled him closer, dug her heels into his back to push herself higher, all while he sucked and licked and sent her flying.
    The orgasm took her by complete surprise and she arched off the bed, gasping his name. After . . . She lay on the bed, her fingers still clenched in his hair, breathing like she’d run a mile.
    ‘Oh my God,’ she whispered. He’d lifted his head and hung over her, panting.
    ‘Better than I dreamed,’ he said quietly. ‘And I dreamed a helluva lot.’
    She forced her fingers to let go of his hair and flopped back on the mattress. ‘I can’t believe I didn’t know about this.’
    He pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh. ‘You say the nicest things,’ he teased.
    ‘We aren’t finished, are we?’
    ‘Oh no,’ he said. ‘But I’d rather not go off like a teenager.’
    She bit her lip. ‘I forgot protection.’
    ‘I didn’t.’
    She drew a breath. ‘Hurry,’ she whispered.
    ‘No.’ He pushed himself off the bed slowly and she got the impression he was stripping for her benefit, to give her time to get used to him. Suddenly she needed to see him. She hit a light switch and froze. His lips glistened. Me . That’s from me . It was erotic as hell.
    He was shrugging out of his shirt, his muscles flexing with each twist of his body. He dropped the shirt on the floor and she stared her fill. His chest was . . . beautiful. My chest  . . .  not so much . She closed her eyes.
    ‘No,’ he said harshly. ‘Don’t you dare go there. Look at me.’
    She opened her eyes in time to see him drop his pants. He stood there, his shirt unbuttoned, his erection straining to escape his boxer shorts.
    ‘Joseph,’ she murmured.
    ‘Does this look like I have any issues with what I see?’ he demanded, pointing at himself. ‘Does it?’
    ‘No.’ She looked up at his face, then back down to his shorts. ‘It doesn’t.’
    ‘Damn right it doesn’t,’ he growled. He shoved the boxers down and bent to find his wallet and pull out a condom. He rolled it down his length and her mouth went dry.
    Never taking his eyes from her face, he crawled across the bed until he hung over her. ‘Say yes,’ he demanded.
    ‘Yes.’ She reared up, kissing his mouth, tasting herself on his lips. Surprising the hell out of him. With a low roar he pushed her down to the bed, pushing into her body with one thrust. She arched her throat. Felt him filling her. ‘Yes.’
    ‘You’re