Hell Yeah!: Man of My Heart (Kindle Worlds Novella) (The Omega Team Book 5) by Desiree Holt Page B

he was drunk on her taste.
    Jasmine wrapped her slim fingers around his wrists, and, for one awful moment, he was afraid she was going to shove his hands away. But then her tongue dueled with his and slid into his mouth and holy shit! Rockets went off. For a moment, he felt sixteen again with his first hot girlfriend. But then he changed his mind because at sixteen he had no idea what the fuck he was doing.
    He slid his fingers along her cheeks and into the fine silk of her hair, releasing it from the ponytail holder and running his fingers through it. So smooth, so fine, he wanted to bury his face in it. Only he had other things he wanted to do. When he slipped his hands down her arms and up along her rib cage, he stopped and looked hard into her eyes.
    “If you want to call a halt to this, now is the time. Because one more minute and I don’t think I’ll be able to.”
    “Don’t stop,” she whispered. “I’ve wanted this since the day we met.”
    She brushed his hands away, and, for a second, he thought he hadn’t heard her right, that, in fact, she was done here. Then she grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and yanked it over her head. Caleb looked at the lace-and-satin bra cradling two perfect, plump breasts, and his eyes nearly bugged out of his head. What the hell was the matter with him? He’d seen enough women in lingerie in his life. Except that was like calling a Jaguar just a car.
    “Touch me,” she whispered.
    He lifted his hands and cupped her breasts, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples, which turned into stiff peaks beneath his touch. A soft moan floated from her mouth as she leaned into him and his cock pressed hard against his fly. He lowered his head and ran his tongue across the upper swell of each breast, tasting the faint flavor of the peach-scented soap she used. He drew one pebbled tip into his mouth and reached his hands behind her to release the clasp. When he lifted his head, he brushed the straps down her arms and tossed the bra to one side. Then he treated himself to a long taste of each diamond-hard point.
    Jasmine threaded her hands into his hair, holding his head in place, her soft little moans like music to his ears. When he had taken his fill, he locked his gaze with hers, reading in her eyes the same intense desire and need gripping every bit of his body.
    “If I try to stand up any longer,” he told her in a shaky voice, “I’m afraid I’ll fall to the floor. I need to take this someplace more conducive to what I have in mind.”
    “And what is that?” Her lips curved in a sensuous smile.
    He put his mouth to her ear. “I’m going to lick and taste every inch of this gorgeous body, and then I’m going to fuck you until neither of us has breath left.”
    He yanked back the covers on her bed and placed her on the sheets. His hands trembled a bit as he got rid of her sandals and jeans, drawing the denim slowly down her legs so his knuckles could caress the satiny skin. And that left only a tiny scrap of lace that passed for her panties. He thought for sure his heart would stop beating. It took every bit of his willpower not to just rip them in two, but he eased them down her legs, eyes fixed on the nest of curls covering her pussy, neat curls a shade darker than the rich auburn of her hair. Saliva pooled in his mouth.
    “Are you going to stand there all night looking, or are you going to take off your clothes, too?” Jasmine’s voice sounded as shaky as his.
    “Off.” He could just get out the one word. He undressed faster than he ever had in his life, tossing his clothes to the side. He remembered to reach in his wallet for the two condoms he’d had in there for so long he wasn’t sure they were any good any more. He prayed hard they were.
    When he climbed onto the bed, he had one moment of tension when he realized his burns were now exposed for her to see. Would they disgust her? Frighten her? She totally rocked his world when she pulled him down to her and placed rows