“I can’t believe you had her play this song. I’m so not a wild thing.”
“You’re my wild thing, baby.”
“I’m so different with you. I don’t even understand it. You make me feel so many things, and right now I feel like the belle of the ball.” She stole a glance at all the people clapping and cheering around them, and the truth came out hushed and rushed. “I’ve never even been on a date here.”
“That’s because you were waiting for me.”
Her insides turned to mush. She wanted to say she thought he was right, but she was too swept up in him to speak, and as he lowered his lips to hers and said, “Now you can say you’ve made out at JJ’s,” her full heart won out over her burning cheeks, and she kissed him back like they were the only two people in the room.
DASH DIDN’T THINK anything could feel bigger than winning MVP, but nothing compared to dancing with Amber in her world and feeling her let go of her insecurities. He’d wanted tonight to be special, but as couples joined them on the dance floor and he and Amber danced slowly to their own private beat, he realized that he hadn’t even known how special it could be. It wasn’t just bigger or better than anything he’d ever experienced. It was indescribable, and he wanted a hell of a lot more of it. A hell of a lot more of her.
“I love this,” she said sweetly.
“Me too.”
“I thought I wasn’t meant for this type of life.”
“I told you, you were just waiting for me.”
He kissed her, and as their lips parted, she said, “Take me home.”
They said a quick goodbye to her sisters and their friends and hurried to his car, kissing and laughing, falling into each other’s arms against the passenger door. Neither wanted to stop, but he remembered her necklace, and there was no way he’d trip that alarm again. It took everything he had to finally break away, and the short drive to her place was torturous. They stumbled inside, and he kicked the door closed behind them as they stripped off their jackets. Reno trotted over to greet them.
“Do you have to let him out?” Dash asked between kisses.
“No. The doggy door is electronic. He comes and goes as he pleases.”
“Lucky dog.” He lowered his lips to hers and lifted her into his arms without breaking the connection as he carried her into the bedroom.
As he set her on her feet, he caught a glimpse of white furniture, a floral comforter, and sheer soft-pink curtains. Supremely feminine, just like her.
He toed off his shoes and knelt to take off her boots and the pretty pink socks she had on beneath them, reminding him to take off his socks, before rising to his feet.
“This has to go.” He removed her necklace, noticing a holder adhered to the nightstand beside her book club novel. He clipped the necklace into place and drew her into his arms. “Is that so Reno can push the button at night if he needs to?”
She nodded, sending a rush of emotions through him. He hated the idea that she could have a seizure at all, much less when he wasn’t around. Tucking those protective urges down deep, he took her in a slow, sensual kiss as he untied the bow between her breasts, loosening the laces on the bodice. She pulled up on his shirt, and he quickly unbuttoned it, tossing it to the floor, loving the hunger in her eyes as they slid over his bare chest.
“Mm-mm. When you look at me like that…” He kissed the freckles on her shoulder, dragging her sleeves down her arms. Her dress slid off her body, puddling at her feet, leaving her bare, save for a pretty lace bra and matching panties. Moonlight streamed in through the curtains as he skimmed his hands down her sides, feeling goose bumps rise to his touch. He brushed his lips over hers, whispering, “You are so damn sexy.”
He set his wallet on the nightstand, stepped out of his jeans and boxer briefs, and trailed his lips down her neck, dusting kisses over her warm flesh as he moved behind her. He gathered her hair over one shoulder, kissing across her back as he took off her bra and dropped it at her feet. He palmed her breasts from behind, taking her nipples between his fingers and thumbs, and sealed his mouth over her neck, sucking hard enough to earn a sultry moan and a rock of her hips. He continued sucking and kissing, teasing her nipples until she was panting for more. His hands moved along her stomach as he kissed down her spine. He hooked his thumbs into the hips of her panties, dragging them down her legs, and helped her step out of them. She was glorious with her feminine curves and porcelain skin. He took his time loving his way up the backs of her legs, kissing behind her knees, earning sharp gasps of pleasure. He moved higher, caressing her ass as he slid one hand between her legs, teasing her wetness and lavishing the soft globes of her ass with openmouthed kisses. She moaned, rocking her hips as he dipped his fingers inside her.
“Ohhh…”
“Mm. My girl likes that.” He took his time, teasing and kissing, taking her right up to the edge, her muscles tightening, body trembling.
“Dash,” she pleaded.
“I’ve got you, baby.” He kissed his way up her back, pressing his hard length against her ass, earning more sultry, needful sounds. He felt her heart beating through her back, and it only made his beat harder. He remained behind her as he slid his shaft between her legs, the length of it against her sex, using one hand on her clit, the other on her breast. “Squeeze your legs together, baby.” She did, and he thrust along her wetness. “Come on my cock before I make love to you.”
“Oh my…” She whimpered.
He grazed his teeth along her shoulder. “You don’t want to?”
“I want to too much.”
He wanted to say there was no such thing as too much, but he knew she worried about losing control. “Do you need me to stop?”
“Don’t you dare.” She grabbed both his wrists, keeping his hands on her.
He grinned against her neck. “That’s my wild thing.” He thrust his hips, pushing his length along her sex, feeling her muscles clench, her breathing quicken. She reached behind her, grabbing his hips as he worked her clit faster, squeezing and rolling one nipple between his finger and thumb. She grabbed his arm, her head falling back against his shoulder.
“That’s it, sweetheart, let go. I’ve got you.”
He thrust faster, sinking his teeth into her shoulder. She went up on her toes.
“Squeeze my cock with your thighs.” She squeezed her shaky legs together. Tight. “Oh yeah, baby. That’s it.”
“Dash…Dash!” flew from her lips.
She thrust and moaned, crying out as her orgasm consumed her. He felt her legs give out and wrapped an arm around her, continuing his ministrations as she rode his length. Desire swelled inside him, and he fought the urge to bend her over the bed and drive into her. But he wanted, needed to see her face, to hold her and be as close as they could be. To make her his. When she went soft and quivery in his arms, he turned her around and kissed her breathless.
Her eyes were hazy and lustful. “You set off a bomb inside me.”
“Then it’s time for an encore.”
He lowered them to the bed, reveling in the feel of her softness beneath him as their mouths came together. He kissed her greedily at first, bodies grinding, both of them moaning, pleading for more. She kissed with her entire being, hungry and urgent, clawing at his arms like she wanted to climb into their bubble of intimacy and never come out. And man, he wanted that, too. The longer they kissed, the more lost he became. She was an intoxicating mix of sweet innocence and ravenous vixen. He didn’t want to stop kissing her, but he needed more, to feel the very heart of her wrapped around him, to disappear into them. Need pounded inside him, burning and aching until he had no choice but to tear his mouth away.