Bachelor Unleashed - Brenda Jackson [32]
“So what do you think about that plan, Farrah?”
At the moment she didn’t want to think. She didn’t want to talk.
Instead she leaned close to him, deciding she needed to respond to him this way. She intended to start off by initiating a game they’d often played when he’d come over to her place. She leaned close and offered him the tip of her tongue. Just as expected, he swooped down quickly and all but sucked her tongue into his mouth.
She moaned deep in her throat as familiar sensations burned in her soul. The strength of the passion he was evoking within her was the same as it had been from the first. Xavier could make a woman want things she was better off not having.
As she proceeded to melt under the force of his kiss, she knew that somehow she would take whatever he was offering for now and then find the strength to walk away and not look back when their time together in New York ended.
Chapter 7
Xavier knew the moment Farrah surrendered.
He was practically on his back with her draped all over him while she took his mouth with a hunger that he was more than willing to reciprocate.
God, he wanted her with a vengeance. It wouldn’t take much to zip down his pants, pull out his shaft and ease right into her. She had made it easy to do so with the way her thighs were positioned over his. He remembered—not that he could ever forget—that she preferred wearing skimpy panties, thongs or the barely-there kind. He’d bet nothing had changed in that area. Hell, he was hoping as much.
She pulled back, breaking off the kiss, and he drew in a deep breath as he gazed up into her face. She was the spitting image of a woman unleashed, a woman who knew what she wanted and planned on getting it. A woman who had gone long enough without a lover. He intended to change that. Right here. Right now.
He drew in a deep breath and swallowed hard when, not bothering to unbuckle his belt, she jerked his shirt from the waistband of his pants before proceeding to ease down his zipper. He didn’t have to ask what she was about to do; he just hoped he would be able to survive the experience.
When she smiled at him while licking her lips, his heart began beating frantically in his chest. She had effectively turned the tables on him. He was supposed to be seducing her and not the other way around. What about that control he was known for? Hell, it was slipping, and there was nothing he could do about it now. At the moment he couldn’t deny her anything, especially the piece of him she obviously wanted.
And when he felt her warm fingers probing inside his pants, anticipation sizzled up his spine, and it took all he could do not to moan out loud. After she pulled his erection free, he watched through lowered lashes as she studied his shaft, as if she was savoring the thought of tasting him and trying to decide the best way to go about it.
Then her fingers started moving as she began to stroke it, palmed him in her hand, pumped him with her fingers. His body shuddered, and heat surged through him, especially in his groin.
She glanced up at him and smiled as his belly clenched with the look he saw in her eyes. The fire he saw there not only sharpened his senses but had his erection expanding right in her hands.
“I’m about to show you, Xavier Kane, that you’re not the only one who knows about priming. And don’t you dare think about pulling my mouth away until I’m ready to let go.”
She didn’t give him a chance to think, let alone respond, when her mouth lowered and took him in.
“Heaven help me.” He murmured the words in a heated rush of breath, closed his eyes and released a deep, guttural groan.
Her mouth seemed to expand to encompass his erection all the way from the head to the root, and when she began using her tongue in full earnest, pleasure—which he hadn’t felt in six months—shot through every part of his body.
With slow thoroughness, she took her time torturing him, letting him see that she was the one in control of this, and when her mouth deliberately began exerting