Close to You

her on it.
     

Chapter Twenty-one
     
    Treat looked down at the bed and knew
this wasn’t real. He’d stepped into one of his more vivid fantasies
where Eve wore sinful black mesh and an expression to match. It was
one of his better fantasies because she lay sprawled before him
with barely contained impatience, her smooth legs open.
    Except he swore the smell of her was
real. And her taste—well, he was positive he hadn’t imagined
that.
    Which meant only one thing:
Eve really was naked before him, except for a patch of see-through fabric
covering her secrets. She really did want him as badly as he wanted
her.
    That alone made him hot.
    He pulled the T-shirt over his head
without losing sight of her. Damn, she was gorgeous—more than he’d
imagined, and he’d done a lot of that. He wanted to tear off the
scrap of cloth she called underwear and take a look at
her.
    Goddamn, he wanted
that .
    He popped open the first few buttons
of his jeans and then kneeled on the bed between her legs. “Is all
your underwear like this?” He ran a finger over the red flower on
the front of her panties.
    She shivered. Her legs fell open a
little more, but her eyes stayed glued to the front of his jeans
where his cock strained to free itself.
    His blood pressure kicked up as she
licked her lips. “If it were?” she asked.
    Her voice was all sex and he hadn’t
touched her yet. He wanted to growl and dive into her, but he kept
himself in check.
    He pulled on his fly and unbuttoned a
couple more. “That sounds like a challenge.”
    She lifted her big blue eyes to his.
“Are you up for it?”
    He grinned, not nicely. “Baby, you are
playing with fire.”
    The dark promise was meant to warn
her, but damn if she didn’t look intrigued. And excited. She
grinned back at him. “Good.”
    With a groan, he lunged, catching both
her hands in his and raising them over her head. He stared into her
eyes for a split second before his gaze fell to her
lips.
    Pink and shiny, they were
like candy. He bit the top, then the bottom, then kissed her so
deeply he was afraid he would be the one to drown. It was sweet and
naughty and spiked him with such a rush that his head began to
swim.
    She arched up and rubbed her chest
against his.
    Transferring both her hands to one of
his, he kept them high above her head so he could look his fill.
Her nipples were the same dusky pink of her lips.
    He bent his head and took one in his
mouth. Hell, yes, it was better than he imagined. He should have
known. He sucked once more before letting it slip with a pop from
his mouth and giving the other one his attention.
    He let go of her arms and rolled her
onto him. He gripped her hips and ground himself into her
panty-covered mound.
    She put her knees on either side of
his hips and rocked with his motion. Panting, cheeks flushed, she
looked powerful above him. Her eyes were lusted over and steady on
his, her blond hair falling into her face. He thumbed a nipple just
to see her eyes grow more vague.
    “ Oh, Treat.” Her moan was
so low he felt it below the belt. She bit her lip and rubbed
herself against him.
    He groaned. “I won’t last if you keep
that up.”
    The smile that curved her lips was
pure temptress. “Then we’ll just have to do it all over
again.”
    Her hand slipped inside his jeans and
latched on to him.
    He froze, breathless, dying. He
watched her open his fly wider, powerless to do anything but lift
his hips so she could work his pants down. She squeezed
him.
    He cried out and reached to stop her,
but then she squeezed again and he couldn’t do anything. “Payback’s
a bitch, you know,” he managed to say.
    “ Promises,
promises.”
    He thrust up into her hand, knowing he
wouldn’t be able to hold out.
    “ Condoms?” she
asked.
    “ Thank God.” He reached
over to the nightstand, pulled out a large box, and covered
himself.
    Pushing her panties to one side, she
got up on her knees and slowly inched down on him.
    She scorched him, she was so hot. And
moist. He hadn’t even touched her—not where it counted—and she was
dripping wet.
    When she worked him all the way in,
she stopped, panting, and looked into his eyes. “This is
good.”
    He wrapped his hands around her hips
and brought his head up to lick her breasts, from underneath the
curve to the tip of one and then the other. “This is damn
incredible.”
    And he surged into her.
    She gasped, and he pushed again before
she could catch her breath. Soon, they both bucked,