I Only Have Eyes for You

“God, I love to watch you come. Do it now for me, princess. Ride me all the way there, just like this.”

Every time she was with Jake, she disappeared deeper and deeper into the sensual spell he wove around her. She’d never thought she could be this woman, one who brought herself to climax while her lover urged her forward, had never imagined she would break into the swim center to skinny-dip with him.

Then again, she’d never felt this safe before, had never had a man look at her as though she was the only person in the world who mattered.

The intense appreciation in his dark eyes sent her hurtling over the edge. As she ground her pelvis into his, as his fingers played over the taut peaks of her incredibly sensitive br**sts, Sophie wasn’t nice anymore. She wasn’t naughty either.

She was simply a woman who finally understood how deep pleasure could run when she was with the right man...especially when love was bringing them together as much as hormones and attraction.

Their mouths met in a tangle of desire, tongues slipping and sliding, teeth catching on lips as waves of ecstasy crashed into her, through her, over her. Her orgasm seemed to go on and on forever, spiraling higher and higher before leaving her muscles loose and limp. Even then, despite the way his shaft was throbbing between her legs, he simply stroked her hair, her back, as she worked to catch her breath.

“Mmmm.” She couldn’t get her brain around anything clearer than that little hum of pleasure. Still, any minute now, she was sure he’d roll them over on the bed, push her legs open, and take her in a deliciously dominant way. And, oh, how she’d enjoy every second of it.

But even after she could breathe normally again, even when she realized his muscles had tensed up so much that he was nearly a living, breathing rock beneath her, he didn’t move.

She lifted her head from the crook of his neck and brushed the damp strands of hair from her face so that she could see him properly. “Aren’t you—?” She paused, blushing despite the fact that they were already naked and she’d just climaxed in cowgirl position over him. “Don’t you—?”

His mouth captured hers. “Yes.” He kissed her again, the thrust of his tongue the perfect window to his desire. “God, yes.”

Suddenly, Sophie was struck with an idea that she never would have dared to see through before. But being with Jake made her feel brave. Moving off him, she slid off the bed and went to her bag to pull out a couple of hair clips. Within seconds, she had her long hair pulled off her face into a tight bun. She rooted around for the nonprescription glasses she kept with her to wear to important meetings—when she needed to make sure her brains were the only thing people noticed.

Ah, there they were. The big, thick rims were perfect.

She turned around to face Jake and had to laugh aloud at the look on his face. Lust mixed with horror.

“Sweet Lord, you’re every twisted librarian fantasy I’ve ever had come to life.” His voice sounded strangled as he looked down at her naked body, then back up to the bun and glasses. “I don’t know if this is a good idea. I’m pretty much on the edge already, here, Sophie.”

“Not Sophie.” She squeezed his huge erection before letting herself stroke up, then down, the skin that had been stretched smooth. “Ms. Sullivan.”

“Is that your librarian voice?” When she nodded, he groaned. “This is officially my new favorite game.” She glared at him and he added, “Ms. Sullivan. Ma’am.”

“Game?” She crawled back onto the bed, straddling him again and leaning down to lick up the side of his neck. “Do you think this is a game?” She sank her teeth into his earlobe before moving to the other side and giving it the same treatment. “Or this?” She pressed her hands flat over his chest, covering his pectoral muscles. “What about this?” She lowered her head to his chest to lick and nip at him and he reached for her.

But instead of letting him pull her up over his body, a surge of feminine power came over Sophie. She’d reduced big, bad, lady-killing Jake McCann to a puddle of desire. That was how much he wanted her...and, oh, wasn’t it just lovely to finally be wanted?

Before he could stop her, she moved down his incredible body to experience something she never had before, but suddenly couldn’t live without for another second. Seconds later, warm, thick male flesh greeted her tongue. She hummed her pleasure at how good he tasted as she circled the broad head of his erection before opening up her mouth and taking it inside.

Jake’s fingers threaded into her bun so tightly that Sophie was held captive over him, but she didn’t care that she was no longer in charge, didn’t even care about playing the “sexy librarian” role anymore. She threw off the glasses and gave in to the shocking thrill of giving Jake pleasure as he thrust up into her mouth. He’d wanted her to come above him earlier and now all she wanted was for him to do the same for her, just like this.

“I need you here.” His words barely pierced the thick fog of her lust. “Right here with me.”

A heartbeat later he was pulling her down over him, causing her to lose her breath completely as he filled her all the way up. If it had been just her body he was filling, then maybe she would have been able to handle it, but the way he was looking at her, like she was his every dream, every single fantasy come to life, had tears springing to her eyes even as her body began to explode around his.

“Now,” he urged as he grew impossibly big inside her and her inner muscles instinctively clenched around him. “Come with me.”