Mine.
Evan was right, he needed to claim her completely before someone else did.
“I need you naked. Now.” Possessiveness filled him, and he needed to make her tremble with need for him until she could think of no one else except him.
She didn’t protest as she sat up and he made short work of her clothing, his heart thundering when she was finally sprawled out on the carpet, completely nude.
“Like I said . . . I’m not as hot as you are,” she mumbled, her entire body flushing pink as Jared looked his fill.
“Sweetheart, you have no idea how sexy you really are.” His mouth was dry as his eyes swept over her body lovingly. Her raspberry-colored nipples were hard, the peaks beckoning him. Her ivory skin was flawless, and her curvy body beckoned him to explore every portion of it. “I want to lick every inch of you with my tongue.”
Standing up, he shucked off his jeans and briefs, kicking them to the side impatiently.
“Jared, I—”
“Shhh . . .” He put a finger over her lips as he came back down on top of her. Mara looked embarrassed and beautifully aroused. “I want to taste you as much as you wanted to taste me. Probably more.”
“I haven’t—”
He pressed his finger harder against her lips. “You will. And you’ll be moaning my name while I’m doing it. I need to make you come.” He’d already known that no man had ever had his head between her thighs, and he loved knowing that he’d be the first. No doubt the only thing she’d experienced in the past was a fumbling boy who would let her give him head but offered nothing but an inept screw in return. “Lay back and enjoy it, baby. I know I will.” He couldn’t wait to touch her soft skin, lick her into orgasm. This generous, smart, gorgeous creature in front of him was now his, and he’d make damn sure she was begging for mercy before he was done. He needed her to remember nothing except him from this day forward.
No other man was going to touch her—ever!
She. Belongs. To. Me.
The words repeated in his mind over and over as he began concentrating on making her forget that anyone ever existed before him.
The first touch of his mouth on her made Mara cry out incoherently, her body so ready for Jared that any inhibitions she had were already gone. He looked at her like she was a goddess, his eyes an eddy of pure fire as he gazed at her body. No man had ever looked at her with as much longing as she saw on his face, and it increased her arousal to the point of carnal insanity.
Moaning as his tongue slid between her folds and leisurely licked her pussy from bottom to top, Mara speared her hands through his hair and urged him for more. He parted her thighs wider, taking his time like he was savoring every moment of her arousal. “More, Jared. Please.”
“Patience, sweetheart,” he groaned against her pink flesh. “It will make your orgasm so much more satisfying.”
“I’ll be satisfied now. I swear,” she told him huskily, ready to lose her mind as his tongue brushed her clit lightly and she whimpered. It wasn’t nearly enough.
Mara thought she heard a muffled, low chuckle rumbling out of his mouth, but she was too enthralled by the touch of his tongue to really decipher what was happening. She felt bared, shattered in a way she never had before. Everything he was doing was so much more intimate than anything she’d ever experienced, and her body was trembling with need.
Jared teased, flicking his tongue over the tiny bundle of nerves that were begging for his attention. He provoked, lapping greedily at every inch of her sensitized flesh, spreading her folds with his fingers, exposing her blatantly to him.
“Yes,” she hissed as he finally rolled his hot, wet tongue over her clit with more pressure in a flowing, stroking pattern that had her hips rising off the floor.
Grasping his hair, she writhed desperately, trying to pull him closer, harder. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” she pleaded hoarsely, needing him to keep giving her the pressure she needed to come.
She was close. So very close.
Her climax hit her the moment he thrust two fingers into her sheath, searching for and finding that sensitive area inside her, caressing it with bold strokes while his tongue laved her clit.
“Jared. Oh, God.” Mara’s head thrashed wildly, her orgasm rolling over her with so much power it was almost frightening. She held on to his hair like it was her lifeline, her channel clenching around his fingers with spasm after spasm as she lay there helplessly riding the storm of sensations that overwhelmed her completely.
Her body relaxed slowly, cognitive thought coming back to her as she panted breathlessly on the plush carpet.
“Okay?” Jared asked as he moved up her body, his fingers swiping gently over her face. “Did I hurt you?” His voice was urgent and demanding.
Mara realized that tears had escaped from her eyes and were trickling down her cheeks. “No,” she answered him hurriedly, removing her hands from his hair to dash away her tears. Wrapping her arms around his neck to reassure him, she tugged him down to kiss him tenderly. “I guess I got overwhelmed,” she said as she finally broke the embrace.
“Is that good or bad?” he asked curiously, his intense eyes still watching her face anxiously.
Smoothing his hair away from his forehead, she answered, “Good. So amazing that I couldn’t help crying. I guess I just realized all that I’ve been missing because I haven’t had a guy in my life for so many years.” Mara tried for some levity to lower the intensity between them, knowing that not just any guy would have alleviated her loneliness and set her body on fire. It had to be him. It had to Jared. “Or maybe I’ve just been waiting for you,” she mused, entranced by the ferocity of his expression.