See You in My Dreams: Speed, Book 1 (18 page)

“I want to make love to you, Mack.” His breath was ragged, his eyes ablaze. “Right now.” He slipped one hand under the hemline of her shirt, his fingers brushing her bare flesh beneath.

She sucked in a swift gasp, the contact somehow more electric, more arousing than any she’d ever had before.

Of course it is, McKenzie. This isn’t just anyone. This is Aidan. The guy’s had your heart in his pocket since you were kids. Even if you didn’t know it.

She whimpered, bringing her hand to his as she arched her back. She wanted him to touch her breasts. Not just touch them, but cup them, squeeze them. She wanted to feel the callused strength of his hands mold her soft flesh, hands skilled in extinguishing heat now on the verge of setting her on fire. She wanted to feel him possess her.

“Then what the hell are you waiting any longer for?” she asked, directing his hand up to her breast. Over it.

“Oh, God, McKenzie.” He moaned, his body stiffening as his fingers found her pleasure-swollen flesh.

He dragged his thumb over her rock-hard nipple, teasing it through the thin lace of her bra. It puckered harder to his touch, as if it too said, “Yes, why
have
you taken so long to do this?”

Her breaths grew shallow, more rapid with every stroke of his thumb pad. But it wasn’t enough. It was torture.

“Please…”

Like he always knew when she wanted popcorn at the movies, like he always knew when she needed chocolate, like he always
always
knew when she needed to hear his voice and called her from the fire station, now it seemed he knew exactly what she wanted him to do to her.

God, it was wonderful. More than wonderful. It was amazing. Sublime. It was…

Right. So goddamn right.

His erection pressing to the sodden junction of her thighs, Aidan hooked the edge of her bra with his fingers, and with one swift move of his arm, pulled the lace from her breast and raised her shirt up her torso.

He looked at what he’d revealed for a short—and at the same time, agonizingly long—second before his gaze found her face. “Are you sure?” he whispered, the words almost strangled.

Was she? This wasn’t just a quick fuck. Not even a one-night stand—well, a one-morning stand. There was no coming back from this. Sex with Aidan. Everything changed after that. Whether it was good or horrendously bad, it changed everything.

Horrendously bad? Are you serious? You’ve never felt so freaking aroused, so consumed with…with…hell, so consumed with real pleasure and all he’s done is kiss you.

Was she sure?

She nodded, swallowing at the thick anticipation rising in her throat. “I’ve never been surer.”

The muscles in his body tensed, his nostrils flared again, and then he lowered his head and took her nipple in his mouth.

Exquisite pleasure shot through her, and she cried out, her pussy not just throbbing but contracting with such eager want she thrust her hips harder to his body. She’d had her breasts sucked before, but what Aidan was doing…

His tongue rolled over her nipple, short stabbing strokes followed by shorter, sharper sucks that sent shards of squirming pressure straight through her. She moaned, fisting her hands in his hair and shoving her sex closer to his cock. “Oh, Aidan…” She closed her eyes, close to sensory overload. “That feels…”

“I’m in hell here, Mack,” he growled, his lips and breath hot on her breast. “I want to make this last forever—for as long as I’ve wanted to do it—but I’m so close to coming…”

The torment she heard in his voice, the raw truth, flayed McKenzie’s tenuous control. God, why had she never known he felt this way? Why hadn’t she realized she felt the same? Her pussy squeezed a cock that wasn’t there. She opened her eyes and gazed up at him, the pain etching his face, the desire, making her sex flood.

She’d always been one for foreplay. Long sessions of foreplay followed by longer sessions of fucking, but Aidan—as always—seemed to know exactly what she needed. She needed him inside her. Now.

“Sixteen years of foreplay and I didn’t even know it,” she murmured.

Aidan’s jaw bunched, his cock nudging her sex with a jerking spasm. “I fucking did.”

She laughed, a shallow burst of awestruck breath, and he seized on the moment to rise up between her legs, grab the waistline of her shorts and yank them off her body, taking her sodden undies with them.

“I’m going to fuck you with my tongue later,” he rasped, tossing her clothing aside, his voice not altogether steady. “I promise, but right now…”

He tore open his fly, his cock springing free of its imprisonment immediately. McKenzie’s breath left her in a whimpering moan. God, he was huge.

Precome glistened on the tip of his shaft, a perfect bead of pleasure. Her mouth filled with moisture at the thought of licking it off with her tongue.

Later. Later. But now…now…

See You in My Dreams

Jess Dee

Every girl’s fantasy…one woman’s dream
 

Speed, Book 1

Sophie Butler is sure she’s about to lose her much-needed cleaning job. She’s not only walked in on a guest—a violation of her employer’s cardinal rule—but she can’t seem to tear her gaze away from his gorgeous, naked-as-the-day-he-was-born body.
 

If all that isn’t bad enough, her usually sensible judgment and behavior are clouded by a nagging sense of familiarity. She knows the man from somewhere, she just can’t quite place him.

Nathan Pace is certain he’s just lost his jealously guarded anonymity. But hold on…if she’s just another fan looking for a piece of his alter ego, rock star Jamie Speed, why is she blushing six shades of scarlet? And why is he instantly aroused? When he catches a glimpse of her eyes, he knows. She’s the woman who for ten years has haunted his dreams.

The attraction that flares between them is undeniable—and unstoppable. But getting close means risking Nathan’s secret identity. Just this once, he’d like a woman to fall for the real man, not the press’s version of a celebrity superstar.

Warning: This may be an erotic contemporary romance, but it does contain a hint of fantasy. And when that fantasy involves erotic dreams about a gorgeous rock star, you know you’re gonna want the fantasy to become reality…

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