Her sultry smile sent his blood pressure off the charts as she stepped away from the gown. “When I get dressed to go out, I like feeling feminine.”
He grinned. “We’ll have to start going out more often.”
Releasing the garters, Jake bent to slowly slide his hands down one of her thighs, taking the sheer hose past her knee and down her slender calf. He lifted her foot to remove her shoe, then pulled the nylon off and tossed it to the side. He did the same thing with her other leg and as he straightened, he leisurely ran his hands up along her thighs, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin beneath his palms.
As he raised his head to capture her mouth with his, he unfastened the garter belt and added it to the growing pile of clothing. Her soft, moist lips clung to his and he knew he’d never tasted anything quite as enticing.
He broke the kiss and holding her gaze with his, made quick work of unhooking her strapless bra. When it fell to the floor, his breath lodged in his lungs at the sight of her perfect breasts. Taking the weight of them in his palms, he watched her close her eyes and a blissful look come over her as he chafed the tips with his thumbs.
“You’re so beautiful, so perfect.”
“So are you,” she said, bringing her hands up to slip them beneath the shoulders of his tuxedo jacket. Sliding them down his arms, she took his coat with her and it soon joined her clothing on the floor.
His heart hammered hard against his ribs as she toyed with the studs on the front of his shirt, then slowly released them one by one. When she parted the linen to place her hands on his chest, her delicate touch caused him to harden to an almost painful state.
“I’ve wanted to do this since returning from my meeting at Churchill Downs the other day,” she admitted as she explored him.
“Not as much as I’ve wanted you to, honey.”
He closed his eyes and enjoyed her fingers tracing the pads of his pectoral muscles and the ridges of his belly. But when she traced the line of hair from his navel all the way down to the waistband of his slacks, his eyes snapped open as a shaft of heat shot straight through him.
Quickly reaching to stop her, he shook his head. “I love the way your hands feel on my body, but I’d rather not start this party without you.”
She raised her gaze to meet his and the need he detected in the aqua depths robbed him of breath. “It’s been so long,” she said breathlessly.
“I know, honey.”
He kissed each one of her fingertips before he placed her hands on his shoulders, then brought his to rest at her waist. Staring down at her, he ran his index finger along the waistband of her panties and watched her eyes darken with desire.
Without a word, he slipped his fingers beneath the elastic and sliding his hands down, bent to remove the scrap of satin. When she stepped out of them and he straightened to face her, his heart stalled at the look she gave him just before she reached out to unfasten the waistband of his trousers.
Before she caused him to have a coronary, he stepped back and made quick work of removing his shirt and pants. But when he reached to remove his boxers, she stopped him.
“Do you mind?” The sound of her voice slid over him like a fine piece of silk.
“Not at all, honey,” he said, grinning. “You’re doing just fine.”
Their gazes remained locked as she slid them from his hips and down his legs. Kicking them aside, he stepped forward and took her into his arms. The feel of her soft breasts crushed to his chest, her hardened nipples pressing into his skin, had his body feeling as if he’d go up in flames.
A shaft of need knifed through him when she skimmed her hands over his back and down his flanks, but when her slender fingers found him, Jake felt as if the intensity of pleasure would knock his knees right out from under him. As she gently measured his length and girth, he leaned down to capture one of her puckered nipples between his lips and worried it with butterfly flicks of his tongue.
Her soft moan was his reward and raising his head, he kissed her smooth cheek. “I think we’d better get into bed, honey. Otherwise, I’m not sure I’ll have enough strength left to get there.”
When she turned toward the bed, he reached into the night stand drawer to remove a small foil packet, then placing it under his pillow, stretched out beside her. Gathering her to him, he covered her mouth with his and let his kiss tell her how much the moment meant to him, how much he wanted her.
He’d never wanted to please a woman as much as he wanted to please Heather. “Honey, I’d like to take this slow, but I’m not entirely certain that’s an option,” he said hoarsely.
Heather gave him a look that sent liquid fire rushing through his veins as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “And I’ve wanted you just as much, Jake.”
He’d been positive that she was experiencing the same desire, but having her confirm his assumption caused a fever within him that threatened to send him up in a blaze. Kissing her parted lips, he brought his hand up to cup her breast and tease the beaded tip.
When he took her nipple into his mouth, then sucked on it gently, a tiny moan escaped her lips and running her fingers through his hair, she held him to her. “That feels so…good.”
Kissing his way down her smooth, flat stomach, Jake slid his hand along her side to her hip, then down her slender thigh to her knee. She shivered against him and he knew her excitement was building. He wanted to bring her to even greater heights and, trailing his fingers along the inner part of her thigh, teased the sensitive skin as he went.
“Jake, you’re driving…me crazy,” she softly gasped.
When he parted her and found her hot, wet and ready for him, he was the one feeling as if he might go insane. Just knowing that she needed him as much as he needed her sent blood racing through his veins and he had to use every ounce of his concentration to keep from losing the slender thread he still held on his control.
He wanted nothing more than to bury himself deep inside of her, to bring them both the completion they desired. He took a deep breath and forced himself to slow down. He was an accomplished lover and never failed to satisfy his partner. But it was more important to him than ever that he ensure Heather’s pleasure above his own.
“P-please…Jake.”
Apparently, she was feeling the same urgency because she suddenly moved to find his arousal, then taking him into her delicate hand stroked him intimately. A white-hot haze began to build deep within him and he had to fight with everything that was in him to keep from plunging over the edge.