Chapter Ten
Cassie smiled sweetly at him, even as her eyes darkened with lust. “You have a thing about pinning me to walls,” Cassie murmured before she nibbled her way up his jaw.
“Damn right I do,” Drew growled.
He dragged his hands up her bare thighs and under her skirt where he cupped her luscious ass. Lifting her up, she did exactly what he wanted, wrapping those slender legs around him so he could press his hard length right where it made her gasp.
Cassie threw her head back. “Oh my God. That feels so…”
He shifted his hips and thrust once against her, eliciting a groan.
“…amazing. What’s it going to feel like without clothes?”
Drew gazed into startled turquoise eyes and grinned. “You didn’t mean to say that, did you?”
She shook her head. “Sorry.”
In answer, he thrust against her again. “I like that you can’t hold back around me.”
Her eyes widened, pupils dilating. She licked her lips. “Oh.”
Drew grinned again, then proceeded to kiss along the soft line of her jaw to her ear. He flicked the lobe with his tongue, gave it a soft tug with his teeth. At the same time, he angled one of his hands, still cupping her ass cheeks, so that his fingers encountered the damp silk covering the core of her.
Her breath came in soft pants. “Please touch me there.”
“I’m going to. Just let me enjoy the moment. I’ve been fantasizing about this for a while.” He slipped his fingers under the elastic of her panties and brushed them over her, eliciting a shudder from her.
She speared her fingers through his hair and gave him a long hard kiss. “You fantasize about me?”
“I hack you in my dreams.” Another brush of his fingers pulled a sweet moan from her and his dick throbbed. Damn, she was responsive.
Cassie chuckled at his nerdy sex joke, but didn’t stop what she was doing. She traced his mouth with the tip of her tongue, and the rest of his blood surged into his already straining cock.
“I was kind of hoping you did naughty things to me in your dreams,” she whispered against his mouth.
He was wrong. Now every single ounce of blood flowed south, leaving him light headed.
The combination of sassy, sexy, and shy drove him right over the edge. He needed to sink into her warm, wet heat. He needed to make those naughty, sexy as hell thoughts that shocked her so much come true.
“Hold on,” he ordered.
She wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his neck as he levered off the wall and carried her to his bedroom. Leaving the lights off, letting the glow of the sunlight still streaming through the closed blinds illuminate them, he stopped beside the bed and slowly lowered her to her feet.
Now that he had her in here, he wanted to savor, linger, and explore. He wanted to see what other unguarded comments he could manage to tease from her.
“I want to undress you,” she murmured, gaze glued to his chest.
“Anything you want,” he said. “As long as I get to return the favor.”
With tentative hands, she reached out and undid the top button of his shirt. Needing to touch her, he traced the deep V of her dress, enjoying the feel of her soft skin, the flesh of her breasts.
Cassie bit her lip as she continued to unbutton his shirt. She peeled it back, and he shrugged out of the sleeves.
“Holy jiminy Christmas came early,” she muttered. “Where’d all those muscles come from?”
Before he could answer, she flattened her hands on his chest and ran them down over his pecs before tracing every single ridge of the six-pack he worked hard to maintain. Drew expelled a shuddering breath at the look of total, absorbed fascination on her face.
Her tongue snaked out to wet her lips. “I’d like to…” She reached for his belt.
Drew covered her hands with his. She frowned up at him. “But I want to see.”
Who knew adorable and quirky could be so damn sexy?
“I know. But if I let you get me fully naked before I get you out of that dress, we’ll be making love with one of us not naked.”
“Oh,” she breathed, the frown clearing as his full meaning registered.
Before he could stop her, Cassie stepped back and whipped the dress over her head. His mouth went Mojave Desert dry at the sight of her in a lacy black bra paired with plain pink panties.
She bit her lip. “I don’t own any matching lingerie. Sorry.”
Shit. There went the plan to linger and explore. Her vulnerability made him want to show her how much matching didn’t matter a damn. She’d look gorgeous in or out of anything.
Drew had his mouth on hers before another coherent thought could stop him. Tongues sliding, lips clinging, and breath panting, he never stopped kissing her as he rapidly divested himself of his pants and shoes.
The second his cock sprang free, her hands were on him. “You’re so hot and hard.”
“For you,” he groaned, as her nimble fingers feathered over him in the softest of touches.
“I want you inside me.”
Her habit of speaking every thought in her head was going to kill him in the bedroom. Because her thoughts were explicit and matched his exactly.
He gently pulled her hands away before he tumbled them both to the bed. Again, lingering would have to wait for next time. With quick, sure hands, he stripped her of her bra and panties. Pink-tipped breasts with puckered nipples greeted his lustful gaze.
He leaned forward, bracing his weight on his hands on either side of her, and sucked one pouty nipple into his mouth.
“Oh,” she moaned.
He sucked harder, running his tongue over the tip. Cassie squirmed beneath him, keening noises escaping her throat and driving them both higher.
Drew released her breast with a pop.
“Don’t stop.”
He grinned. “I’m not.”
He moved to her other breast to do the same. By the time he finished, she was writhing beneath him.
He rolled one nipple between his fingers, and smiled at her whimper. “So responsive. What noises will you make when I’m inside you?”
“I don’t know,” she muttered. She opened her eyes and pinned him with her fascinating turquoise eyes that glittered in the dimming light. “Let’s find out.”
Before he could do anything, she bucked, rolling him off her. She followed, ending up straddling him as he lay on the bed. The hot, moist heat of her cupped his straining cock and Drew couldn’t hold back the long, low groan at what that did to him.
“Does that feel good?” she asked, then shifted, rubbing herself along the length of him.
He grabbed her hips to stop her. “If you don’t stop, this rodeo will be over before we leave the chute.”
Her eyes widened and her dimples teased him when she smiled. “Condoms?”
He pointed to the drawer. In a second she had one out and rolled it on with torturously slow motions.
“Cassie,” he groaned.
“Let’s see if you can hold on for at least eight seconds,” she teased.
Then she positioned him at her entrance and inched down his length, raising and lowering until every inch was sheathed inside her.
The sight of her above him, her head thrown back, long pale hair tumbling almost to her waist, ecstasy twisting her face, was everything he’d fantasized about.
Drew was going to explode if he couldn’t move this faster.
“Drew?” she moaned.
“Yeah?”
“I think you’d better take over.”
No need to ask him twice. In a heartbeat, he rolled them both over, taking a quick second to hitch her legs higher around his waist, smiling at the answering hitch in her breathing. He pulled out and sank back in with a groan. Then he let the pace take a natural course, slow at first, then kicking into a faster rhythm.
Cassie gazed up at him with wide, desire-glazed eyes, her mouth parted as she panted out his name. He could feel the tension in her building, her legs squeezing him tighter, her hips pumping in time with his.
“Oh God…Oh God. Drew, please.”
He reached between them and pressed down on the bundle of nerves at her core. Cassie arched against him as her orgasm ripped through her. Her body clenched around him, milking his own orgasm from his body. The tingle started at the base of his spine then gathered in his balls before bursting outward.
He gave a shout as stars exploded behind his eyes, coming long and hard in a way no other woman had made him come before.
His body slowed, his raging heart gradually returning to a normal pace, his breathing slowing. Drew took Cassie’s mouth in a lingering kiss. Mindful of his weight on her body, he moved to the side, pulling her in close, facing him.
They lay there for a long time, coming down from the insanely high cliff their bodies had willingly hurled off.
“I plan to take my time on the next go,” Drew murmured. Then chuckled, because he hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
“Oh?” Cassie traced the ridges of his stomach idly. “There’s going to be a next time?”
He kissed the top of her head. “Just give me a few minutes.”
“I thought it took men longer to…errrr…recover.”
“It’s not the bandwidth, it’s how you use it.”
His stupid joke earned him an adorable giggle. She grinned up at him. “Nerdy sex jokes. Who knew?”
Drew smiled back. “Who knew?” he echoed.
“So…what’s with the book on your bedside table?”
He took a moment to mentally switch topics. Book? Oh damn. The book on communicating with women. She’d apparently noticed.
He glanced down to find her watching him with dancing eyes. “Was it for me?”
What would Max say? What would the book tell him to say? He came up blank. “Maybe.”
“That’s really…cute.”
Drew shook his head but smiled back, relieved she’d found it cute rather than manipulative or pathetic. Honestly, he hadn’t picked the thing up in a long time, or thought about Max’s advice, either. Cassie seemed to get him as-is.
She snuggled into him, and he found he couldn’t stop smiling. Cassie’s sigh of utter repletion settled in the region of Drew’s heart. Content to just lay, he toyed with a lock of her pale hair.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, and received a sweet, sleepy smile for his trouble.
She reached out with one hand and trailed it over his chest and stomach, which clenched under her touch. “So are you,” she said.
“Men aren’t supposed to be beautiful,” he groused.
Cassie rolled her eyes. “Well, you are anyway. Where’d the muscles come from?”
She’d asked earlier, but hadn’t waited for an answer. He loved that he could drive her wild enough not to wait.
Drew shrugged. “Air Force. I still keep in shape. My friend Max and I work out most mornings together.”
“Military. I didn’t see that one coming.”
Drew chuckled. “You did say government work the first day we met.”
She put a hand up to one of her suddenly red cheeks. “Oh gosh. I was such a bitch.”
He pulled her hand away and threaded their fingers together, unwilling to stop touching her. “No, you weren’t. You were cute.”
She gave a delicate snort. “Yeah, right.”
“It’s true.”
She rolled her eyes. “I wanted you fired, but then you turned out to be a nice guy.”
A guy who’d wanted to pin a crime on her. The sting of his guilt was overpowered by a stronger urge. The need to protect her. To keep her safe. And happy.
“I’d like to buy you a puppy.” As seemed to happen around Cassie, thoughts came out before he’d properly vetted the idea. Maybe he was picking up her habit. Either way, could he be more of an idiot? Buying a woman he’d just slept with a dog because she always wanted one was an extremely inappropriate, and improbable suggestion. Maybe he should’ve been reading that book more than he thought.
For her part, Cassie raised a single brow. In surprise? In question? Apparently, they’d changed roles because he was spewing nonsense while she remained silent.
Too late to back out now. “You said you always wanted a dog.”
“That’s true,” she said slowly.
“I found a litter of Cairn Terriers close to where my mother lives.”
She studied him for a long moment, her expression indecipherable. “You tried to find me a litter so I could get the kind of dog I want?”
He shrugged. “My mom mentioned it when I called to ask her about your flowers.”
Now she grinned. “You asked your mom about flowers?”
Damn. She was going to think he was an incompetent dolt. “She owns a flower shop.”
“I remember.” With a tender smile, she unthreaded their clasped hands so she could lay hers against his cheek. “You are a decent man, Drew Kerrigan.”
Warmth spread out from her touch, and he covered her hand with his and squeezed. “I’d say what we just did together was anything but decent.”
Cassie laughed, the genuine sound going straight to his cock, which was already recovering. “I think you have a bit of bad boy in you,” she teased. At the same time, she lowered the sheet in a slow slide, exposing her breasts to his eager gaze.
In one swift motion, he rolled her underneath him. “I think maybe you’re right.”