I knew that I was in serious shit because I cared what she thought. I cared that she was upset at the thought of me with someone else. Hell, I liked it. It meant that we were even. The thought of her with Seamus had nearly driven me over the edge but at least I hadn’t suffered alone.
“I drove to Philly this morning but I guess we just missed each other. I’ve been back for a while, holed up in the house thinking about you. Wanting to give you some space and going crazy.”
My hands slipped behind her head again and I reached for her, my lips grazing the corner of her mouth. “Don’t you know the only girl I want to be with is you? I haven’t even looked at anyone else since I walked into your brother’s loft.” I nuzzled her neck. “Damn, you in those fucking panties have kept me up way too many nights.”
My hands were now rolling down her back and I cupped that sweet ass, pulling her in as tight as I could so that there was no way she could miss how badly I wanted her.
“There’s only you, Georgia.”
She made this noise—one that drove me crazy and then her arms snaked up my shoulders, her fingers digging in hard as her mouth kissed butterflies along my neck until we met in the middle.
She opened beneath me and I kissed her hard, my tongue delving deep as if claiming every inch of her was important. I wanted to go slow and tender but there was no way that was happening. I was barely holding on. She kept making those noises—those crazy fucking noises that went straight to my dick—and with my hand still on her ass, I kissed her like I’d never kissed a woman before. This was no soft and gentle taste. I was too far gone for that and when she bit my bottom lip, whimpering, I knew she was too.
Her body was flush to mine and when she squirmed against me, my insides nearly fucking exploded.
“Ben,” she whispered hoarsely, breaking the kiss and staring up into my eyes.
The rain still fell, soft drops that slid down her face, rolling across skin and dampening an already see-through tank top.
I held her gaze, mesmerized at the sight of her pink tongue against her teeth. When I bent forward, she inhaled sharply, and with my eyes still on hers, I caressed her hard nipples and then followed my fingers with my mouth, closing hard over one hard nub.
“Ben, that’s so…so good,” she said on a groan.
I was breathing heavy and for a moment we just stared at each other, knowing we’d crossed a line somewhere and not giving a shit.
“I want you,” I said, barely able to get the words out. “I want you right now. Right here. But I won’t…” God I was coming apart, my body so tight and hard it felt like I was gonna rip wide open. I pushed away, shaking my head in an effort to get it together. “Even though it’s killing me I don’t want to push you, not if you’re not ready. I can wait.”
I think I can do this. I can wait.
Georgia’s hands crept down, her fingers rolling beneath the edge of her tank top. I took another step back, exhaling roughly and running my hands through my wet hair, not really sure what was happening.
Those big, expressive eyes of hers were latched onto me with an intensity that set my world on fire.
“Ben, I’ve been waiting for you since before we met.” With one quick movement she pulled her top over her head and tossed it to the ground.
“Shit,” I whispered roughly.
“I’m done waiting,” she said simply and then she undid her bra and it let it fall away from her.
For one red hot moment I didn’t know if I was coming or going. I didn’t know if this was real or fantasy—hell, I’d been dreaming about her for days. Her nipples were hard, her breasts perfect and soft.
“Touch me, Ben.”
She didn’t have to ask twice. I reached for her and wound my hand into that mess of hair, sliding my mouth across hers, my tongue seeking hers, dancing with hers while my other hand rested on the tips of her perfect breasts.
She pushed into me and I kissed my way along her neck, trailing a line all the way down until I licked and suckled her nipple.
Her hands were in my hair, her fingers sharp along my skull, but she made that fucking throaty sound again and I growled against her wanting more. My hands slipped down her waist and I hooked into her skirt. With one strong pull it was around her feet and she stood before me in nothing but a pair of the sexiest pale blue panties I’d ever seen.