“I like it, too,” Micah answered, looking disgruntled.
She bit her lip to keep from laughing before asking, “Why are you here? I thought you were coming in the morning.”
He grinned at her. “I decided I needed to come now. I missed you. I knew I wasn’t going to sleep, so I decided to just fly back.”
Her body melted, and liquid heat flooded between her thighs. Micah was sitting on her bed, looking tired but gorgeous, and she wanted to touch him . . . right now.
She patted her bare thigh, and Homer immediately left the bed and jumped to the floor. Absently, she stroked his silky head, realizing she was wearing very little clothing herself. The nightshirt she wore ended at the tops of her thighs, and the matching panties didn’t exactly qualify as underwear. They were more like a thong, barely covering her pussy and leaving her ass bare.
Clambering back into the bed, Tessa put her arms around Micah’s neck, and his arms immediately wrapped around her. She laid her head on his chest, warmth flooding her soul as they stayed in that embrace, simply enjoying the feel of each other.
“Jesus, I’m glad I came back,” Micah told her as he pulled her head back so she could see him. “If I had to wait until tomorrow, I don’t think I would have been worth a shit.”
Her heart skipped a beat and then accelerated as she saw the covetous look in his eyes. “I missed you, too. How was your inspection?”
“There were a couple of minor issues or I would have been back yesterday. But I’m done.”
She licked her lips, her mouth suddenly dry. God, he was warm and inviting. Her body craved him, while her mind knew they needed sleep. “I’m sure you’re tired.”
“Not that tired,” he denied. “I was pissed off because all I wanted was to be with you.”
“I probably got more sleep than you, so move down and let me do the work.” He’d promised to give her control, and she planned on taking him up on that offer. “You did promise.”
“Baby, all I want is to be inside you as quickly as possible right now.” His face was dark with need.
“I’ll get you there.” Tessa wanted the same thing, craved it.
He moved down so his head hit the pillow, never taking his eyes from her. “Now,” he demanded, running a hand down her belly and stroking her saturated pussy through the skimpy panties. “You’re already wet for me, sweet Tessa?”
She was beyond wet; she was desperate. “Yes.”
Anxious to feel his body skin-to-skin, she pulled the cotton nightshirt over her head and tossed it to the floor.
Homer moved as the nightie landed near his body. The canine promptly got up and scampered out of the bedroom, finding a safer place to lie in the living room.
Micah ran a frustrated hand through his hair as Tessa shimmied out of her barely-there panties. “I need this. I need you so damn much that I can’t think straight.”
The smoldering heat in his eyes caused her core to clench almost painfully as she straddled him, her moist heat connecting with his muscular abs.
“Oh, God. Me, too,” she confessed. “I’m glad you’re here.”
How did she explain that when he was there, she felt ravenous, her body and soul longing to crawl inside him and never come out?
Micah got to her like no other man ever had.
Unable to stop herself, she lowered her head and kissed him.
CHAPTER 19
Micah was doubtful that he was going to last very long. Hell, Tessa had haunted his dreams day and night. When he wasn’t fucking dreaming about being inside her, he was thinking about it.
Yeah, he’d worried about her while he was in New York, but more than that, he just wanted to see her again, touch her again.
He took little comfort in the fact that she had a new dog for company. He wanted to be at her side. He wanted to be with her. Shit, he was almost jealous of a damn dog that had shared her bed while he was gone!
He fisted her hair, pulling her mouth harder against his. The intimacy was satisfying, but after the torment of missing her for the last few days, it wasn’t enough. He could feel her liquid heat against his stomach, and he wanted to be inside her with an obsession he couldn’t control.
Pulling her hair just hard enough to break the embrace, he forewarned her, “If I’m not inside you in the next three seconds, I’m going to do it myself.”
Why in the hell did I promise to let her take control? Granted, she looks hot as hell on top of me, grinding her hips against me, her curly hair fanning out from her beautiful face with an expression so needy that it’s tearing me apart.
Taking a hand from her hair, he said demandingly, “One!” He held up one finger.
“You promised,” she said as she sat up and slid down his body slowly, leaving a trail of liquid heat on his lower abdomen.
His other hand fell from her silky locks and he immediately cupped one of her ample breasts, gritting his teeth as he noticed that her nipple was already peaked and hard.
“Two!” He held up another finger, letting it join the first.
“Wait! I’m not used to this. I’ve never done it before,” she said anxiously.
Jesus! She’s never ridden a guy to oblivion before?
Micah realized that he’d never given her a chance. He was always desperate for her, and he immediately took the lead, never giving her an opportunity to ride him. Obviously, her ex hadn’t let her have her way with him, either.
He tried to clear his mind of any other man touching Tessa. It made him too crazy.
The muscles in his jaw tightened as Tessa fumbled with his rock-hard cock.