She gave him that sad, sweet smile of hers. “I learned that I never regret being impulsive, but I always regret being cautious.”
He pulled her back into his arms, but there was no music playing now. “I like that. I like you. I don’t know if we will last more than this night, but I don’t want to walk away either.” He gazed deeply into her eyes. “So you really want this too?”
She nodded, as if words weren’t going to be enough, and put her hands on either side of his jaw just like she had earlier in his office. He got instantly hard. Then he felt the warmth of her exhalation a moment before her lips touched his and it felt like his blood was running heavier in his veins.
Brian put his hands on her waist and lifted her off her feet and into his body, her stomach rubbing against his erection. Then she lifted one thigh and wrapped it around his leg. He pushed his tongue deep into her mouth because this kiss made him ravenous for her. Made him hungry for something that he could only get from Piper Holloway. Something that his cold and lonely soul had been hungry for.
He shifted around and moved until he felt the stone pillar of her patio at his back. Canting his hips forward, he let her rest against him. Their breaths mingled as her breasts pillowed against his chest and his hands moved up and down her body.
She tasted like Baileys and moonlight. Like the conversations they’d had and the ones that he wanted to have with her. Like every kiss he’d always wanted but had never had until this moment, and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to ever just walk away from her.
This night would stay with him for the rest of his life and that felt right deep inside. He let his hands roam up and down her back, cupping her butt and drawing her more fully against him, rubbing the tip of his erection against that notch at the top of her thighs. She tore her mouth from his and her head dropped back as she took in a deep breath. He noticed the deep V in the halter top she had on and how her breasts rose and fell with each of her inhalations.
Brian drew one finger down the center of her sternum, tracing the gold circle charm that was nestled right above her cleavage before moving his hand farther down, grazing the side of her breast and feeling her heartbeat race as he did so. Their eyes met and he had no trouble reading the raw desire in hers.
He knew it must match the same in his own gaze. He lowered his mouth again, wanting to kiss her slowly. Wanting to take his time and make this moment last. However, needing her more than he needed his next breath, he knew that going slow was going to be impossible.
He wanted her spread out underneath him completely naked. And he also wanted to take her here against this post. To make her his so he could breathe again and then he could make love to her. Soft and slow and sweet. But first, he needed to claim her, with fierce unbridled passion, so that there would be no doubt as to what he wanted and who he was to her.
Six
Piper took his hand in hers and led him away from the post back to the big double lounger that she’d moved closer to the fire. This night was the kind that she’d missed. Companionship and sexy times were one of the few things she regretted about her choice to live her life on her own. But tonight, that wasn’t a concern. Brian was here and doing things to her that she’d missed for such a long time.
She pushed him down and he leaned against the back. Emboldened, she climbed onto his lap, settling herself over his erection and rubbing her center over him. The low groan he let out made her breath catch in her throat. Then he cupped her butt in his hands, rubbing against the boot cut trousers she wore. She put her hands in his thick hair and tipped his head back. Then forced herself to close her eyes because she didn’t want to think any more about what she saw on his face.
She just wanted to feel.
Life had been more than a little stressful lately and she needed this evening with Brian. He was complicated but so damned hot that she was just going to overlook the other parts. Just enjoy every second she had with this man. She loved the strength in him. He wasn’t someone who was trying to pretend he didn’t want her. Every movement of his body drew her closer to him. Made her want him even more. If she was so hungry for him, she should take her time, but she needed him.
Inside her.
Now.
His jaw had stubble on it and she liked the way it abraded her fingertips as she rubbed them over his skin. And that mouth of his, so wide and sensual with his full lower lip that just beckoned her closer, was too much to resist. She shifted up on his lap and his hands slid under her halter top, his large palm warm against her back as he splayed it against her skin.
She shuddered and brushed her lips over his and then angled her head to the side as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. Sucking on it, she drew it deeper inside, then felt his fingernail scraping along the base of her spine. She shivered again and lifted her head to look down at him.
“You feel even better than I imagined.”
His eyes were heavy lidded—half-closed—and his lips were swollen from their kisses. There was a slight flush under his skin and his breathing was heavy. She pulled the halter top she had on up and over her head, tossing it aside. His eyes went wide open as he looked at her full breasts in the lace-covered bra.
“Fair enough,” he said. “You are even sexier than in my dreams and they were pretty hot.”
“How hot?”
He cupped her left breast with his free hand, his thumb rubbing over her nipple until it was taut. She shifted her shoulders and he fondled the fullness of her breast as she shifted forward, nudging his lips with her nipple. He licked her through the bra and sucked it into his mouth.
“Like Texas in the middle of August,” he said, against her skin. “But hotter.”
Piper moaned and spread her thighs so she could sink down on his lap and feel the ridge of his erection between her legs. She rocked her body against him as he continued to lave her nipple. He reached for the fastening of her bootcut pants and undid it, pushing his hand inside the back, under her panties, to cup her butt and drive her harder against him. Throbbing with pleasure, she rode the ridge of his cock. She wanted more. Needed more from him.
“You are,” she said.
God, it had been so long since she’d felt this good in a man’s arms. She reached for the buttons of his shirt and tore them open, pushing the material aside so she could dig her nails into the firm muscles of his pectorals. He flexed them, the hand on her ass squeezing her cheek before he wrapped his arm firmly around her waist and rolled them over. He held himself above her and she felt his hot breath fan against her face. His chest was bare, with a light dusting of hair, and she couldn’t help running her fingers over it.
Then, with his eyes burning into hers, he pulled the strap of her bra down her arm until her breast was free from the fabric and did the same with the other side. She lay underneath him, aware that she wanted him more than she wanted her next breath, and reached between their bodies to caress his erection through the fabric of his jeans. He groaned, capturing her wrist and drawing her hand up to his mouth. Then he kissed it and held it loosely next to her head on the cushion.