Just Sex by Heidi Lynn Anderson Page A

hand overpowered Kat and her cunt spasmed. “What do you want me to say?”
    “I want you to tell me what you’re feeling.” He leaned in and licked her stomach.
    “I can’t.”
    Just like that, J.J.’s heat and delectable ministrations were gone. “Why?” he demanded.
    “I’m embarrassed.”
    J.J. sat up. “I’ve seen you naked.”
    Kat folded her arms over her chest. “I know, but this is different.” She tugged her shirt down and dragged up her pants.
    He stood. His gaze burned into her. “Stop that,” he demanded. “I want you to undress for me.”
    A flush crept up her exposed skin. “Please, don’t ask that of me.”
    “I want to see you, all of you.” He cleared his throat. “Please.”
    The need in his voice almost broke her heart in two. Kat bit her bottom lip and lifted her top over her head to let him run his fingers over her lace-covered breasts. She arched into his touch. Kat shimmied her pants down her legs and pulled them off.
    J.J.’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “You’re not wearing panties.”
    “I didn’t think I was having company.”
    “Sit up.”
    “Why?” She felt his stare like a touch.
    “Trust me.”
    Kat tried to hide any imperfections she thought she might have. He knelt in front of her and wrapped his arms around her to unfasten her bra. Her breasts fell against his chest and she felt him shiver.
    “Lie back.”
    She kept her arms at her sides to keep her breasts in place. J.J. straddled her hips. The feel of his jeans on her skin excited Kat. She smiled and traced his erection through the denim.
    He grabbed Kat’s wrists and pulled her arms up over her head. Her breasts shifted.
    The large bulge in his pants grew even bigger and strained against the material. The desire and love for J.J. had a tear spilling out the corner of her eye.
    J.J. bent down and sipped up the droplet. “Don’t cry. I just want to touch you.”
    She wiggled suggestively under him.
    He snaked his arms tight around her. “Don’t do that.”
    “Why?”
    “God, you’re going to kill me.” He kissed her cheek. “I’m not ready to come yet.” His arm flexed and pulled Kat even closer.
    “I want you to make love with me,” she said. Kat felt J.J. go stiff. Worry and hurt overcrowded her. “Did I say something wrong?”
    He relaxed and pushed himself up on an elbow. “No.”
    She softened some. “Then what’s wrong?”
    “Nothing. I don’t know if I’ll do it right.”
    “I don’t understand.” She pulled the multicolored throw off the back of the sofa, sat up and covered herself. “I know you’ve been with other women.”
    “I’ve been with more than my share, but I’ve never made love with any of them.” He raked his hands through his hair and gazed at her with a grim look on his face. “I want this to be more than sex.”
     
    A soft, sexy smile tugged at her mouth. “If you’re not ready, I can wait.” She laid a tender kiss on his lips. “You make me feel fabulous.”
    A scream came from upstairs.
    “Mom! Mom!”
    Kat bolted up off the sofa, threw on her clothes inside out and ran upstairs. J.J. had never seen anyone move so fast. He stood, straightened himself and followed her to Sam’s room. What he saw made his heart stop. She sat on the side of Sam’s bed, holding him.
    She rocked the boy against her breast. His chest ached from the beauty of her. He took in Kat’s swollen lips and her pink cheeks. Her body appeared soft, yet protective with her son in her arms. The same feeling J.J. had earlier that night was back. Was it longing? Was it love? He didn’t know.
    Regret filled her face when she gazed up at him. Kat looked away and had Sam lie back down, stood, covered and then kissed Sam. J.J. watched as she walked to him. Kat took his hand. “We need to talk.”
    He followed her downstairs and settled back on the couch. She picked up a decorative pillow from the floor and hugged it. “When you look at me when I’m with Sam, it hurts me.”
    Her words