All of You by Dee Tenorio Page B

gentle. Caressing. He could easily push too hard, move too fast, because of how hungry he was. He let himself breathe in her honeysuckle scent, savored the softness of her lips and felt pure relief that she wasn’t pushing him away. He smoothed his hand over her jaw, gliding his thumb over the silk of her cheek, tipping her chin closer. Her lashes fluttered closed, but she didn’t return the kiss. No matter how much it pleasure there was in just touching her, it wasn’t enough.
    He needed more than acquiescence.
    He needed her to want him back.
    “Say yes, Jess.”
    Her heavy-lidded gaze met his.
    He licked her bottom lip, almost a nip. “You know you want to.”
    The dreamy haze in her eyes cleared in an instant. Too fast, damn it. He knew it. Too eager. He braced himself for her retreat.
    Instead she slid her arm over his shoulder and pulled him down for her kiss.
     
    This is suuuuuuch a bad idea.
    But it felt like a good idea. A delicious idea. Jessica closed her eyes and decided to let reason talk to her later. Right now, her body was fully in control and it was getting happier by the second.
    Happy to be touched.
    Happy to be with him.
    They sank into the kiss, her body humming to life beneath him. Their hands wandered, caressing, kneading, pulling at inconvenient clothes. But there wasn’t much give, not tucked against the corner of the elevator floor. She pushed at his shoulders, taking a much-needed gasp of air when he jerked upward, his sensual mouth poised to apologize. She took another kiss, hard and fast, just to keep him from speaking, then shoved him off her. She didn’t want him to talk. Didn’t want him to say anything that might remind her why she shouldn’t be doing this. She wanted blind sensation and the amazing part was, she was actually going to take it.
    Kyle came down on his bottom, back to the wall, this close to frowning in confusion. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re mean?”
    “You’re the only one. Now, quiet.” She grinned as she shrugged out of her jacket, tossing it behind herself so hard the fabric slapped the metal doors. His blue eyes had lost that glassy, panicked look from earlier. Now they were heated, concentrating only on her. She didn’t let him look away, even as she pulled up her skirt to slide onto his lap.
    She watched with satisfaction as one corner of his mouth curved slowly upward. His palms curled around her thighs, warm and invigorating. She shivered, remembering what those hands could do.
    But she wasn’t ready to let him have his way. All the fantasies she’d had over the last few days were finally going to be satisfied. Especially the one about giving him a taste of his own medicine. She pulled his hands off her, lifting them back to the rail. “You’re going to want to hold on to this.”
    “What? Why?”
    Rather than answer, Jessica kissed him again, rubbing her breasts across his chest, wanting to purr like a cat at the friction. She slid down, biting her lip as electric sensation tingled her hardened nipples through the thin white blouse and bra. Was it Kyle or her over-sensitized body’s needs that made her feel like a hungry inferno?
    Dragging her fingers over his light blue shirt, she found his belt clasp and made short work of removing the metal tongue from the hole in the leather. She continued to the button, unhooking the slide clasp. She made sure to be careful, slow, as she pulled the tab of his zipper over the insistent flesh of his erection. Disappointed to find his black briefs, she satisfied her want by palming him through the sleek fabric. He leapt against her hand and she considered stroking him to begging right then, but that wouldn’t be as satisfying as playing his body as he’d once played hers.
    Still, she allowed herself to keep stroking a few moments more before she reached into his shorts for the smooth, hard flesh her body had been craving for days. His hips lifted as she grasped him, his breath pushing out through