The Naughty List Bundle - Kylie Adams [223]
When finally she slumped against him, spent and exhausted, his hold gentled, loosened. She was no longer crushed against his body, but remained in his embrace, gently rocking. His palm cupped her, holding in the heat, and he said, “I can still feel you pulsing.”
Embarrassment tried to ebb into her consciousness, but Gabe didn’t give it a chance to take hold. He kissed each breast, her throat, her chin. Putting his forehead to hers, their noses touching, he whispered, “That was incredible, Lizzy.”
If she’d had the strength she would have laughed. Gabe was a master of understatement. Slowly she opened her eyes and was seared by the heat in his. While she watched, he removed his palm from her and raised his hand to her face. His gaze dropped to her mouth and with one wet fingertip, he traced her lips.
She sucked in a startled breath, but couldn’t think of a thing to say. Still watching her, Gabe slowly licked her upper lip, then pulled her bottom lip through his teeth to suck gently. “You taste as sweet as I knew you would.”
She couldn’t move. Her eyes opened owlishly. Good grief, she’d never been in this situation before, never even imagined such a thing! He hadn’t shared intercourse with her, but she supposed this was one form of lovemaking. Only…against her front door? With her panties off and his clothes still on and his magical fingers…
“Cat got your tongue?” he asked while smoothing her hair from her face.
“I…” She swallowed hard. “I don’t know what to say.”
“How about, ‘Gabe I want you.’” His gaze moved over her face in loving detail, his fingers gentle on her temple. She noticed his hands shook.
“Gabe, I want you.”
The smile she’d already fallen in love with lighted his face. “Thank the lord. I haven’t come in my pants since I was a teenager, but it was a close thing, babe. A very close thing.”
“Oh.” The things he said, and how he said them, never ceased to stupefy her. She was still considering the image he’d evoked with his words when Gabe scooped her up in his arms and started across the floor. She held on tight, charmed by the gallantry. This was another thing, like fogged windows, that she thought only happened in books.
“Sunburn okay?” he asked. He wasn’t even straining to hold her weight.
She sighed, totally enamored of his strength. “What sunburn?”
Gabe laughed, a sound filled with masculine satisfaction and triumph—wholly male, hotly sexual. Rather than put her on the bed, he stood her beside it, and with no fanfare at all, caught the hem of her dress and whisked it over her head. Her arms caught in the sleeves for just a moment, making her feel awkward, but Gabe wasn’t deterred. He freed her easily, then stepped back to look at her.
She still wore her sandals, was her first thought. Second was that the way he looked at her was almost tactile, like a stroke across her belly, penetrating deep to where the need rekindled and came alive once again.
Without a word Gabe kicked off his shoes as he surveyed her body. He unbuttoned his jeans, slid down the zipper and shucked both his jeans and his shorts. Lizzy was given time to look all she pleased—which was a lot. Gabe stood still for her, except to reach out with his right arm and stroke her nipples with a knuckle.
He swallowed at her continued scrutiny. “Put me out of my misery, Red. Please.”
His hips were narrow in contrast to his wide chest. His abdomen was hard and flat, his navel a shallow dent surrounded by golden brown hair that felt soft to the touch. His shoulders were straight, his legs long and strong and covered in hair. His groin…She gulped, then reached out to encircle him with her hand and squeezed. So hard and so strong, his erection flexed and he made a small strangled sound. His