The Game Plan (Neighbor from Hell #5)(58)

“No sex,” he forced himself to say when all he wanted to do was to shift her so that he could ram his cock inside her and f*ck her until she squeezed him dry.

“Okay,” she agreed with a loud moan against his mouth as she shifted her hips experimentally, but abruptly stopped before he could register the move.

“Jodi?” he asked, forcing himself to be patient.

She pulled back, looking scared, really scared as she admitted, “I’ve never done this before.”

He chuckled weakly as he reached up and cupped her face. “And you’re afraid of doing something wrong?”

She worried her bottom lip as she reluctantly nodded.

“Do whatever feels good and I guarantee you that I’ll love it,” he said, leaning in and kissed her. He teased her lips with his own as he slowly dragged his fingertips down her neck, over her chest until he came to her breasts and cupped them.

“Are you sure?” she asked, against his lips, releasing a gasp as he gently squeezed her breasts.

“Extremely,” he groaned against her lips as he deepened the kiss and teased her breasts, hoping that it would be enough to relax her.

A few seconds later she started moving……..and nothing had ever felt better.

Needing to feel her as she moved against him, he dropped one of his hands away from her breasts and placed it on her bare bottom. He cupped her cheek, loving the way it moved against his hand as she ground herself down against him. Desperate to see her lose control, he brushed his lips against hers one last time before he sat back and watched as she turned his life upside down.

He gave her breast one last squeeze before he released it and reached down and shoved her skirt up higher until it was wrapped around her waist and he had an unobstructed view. He licked his lips as he watched her rub herself over the underside of his cock, coating him in her arousal. She was so f*cking wet. Mesmerized, he watched as she moved on him while he licked his lips, wishing that it was the soft pink lips rubbing over his cock.

“Does this feel okay?” she asked, breathlessly as she rubbed harder against him.

“Keep that up and you’ll find out,” he promised her as he forced himself to look away so that he could lean in and capture her lips in a hungry kiss that had her moaning as she wrapped her arms around him.

She shifted on his lap and pressed down, wrenching a loud groan from his lips as she started to lose control. Her movements became less coordinated, harder and wilder until he was forced to cup her ass and encourage her to keep going.

She felt so f*cking good….

His hands gripped her ass tightly as he struggled against the need to shift her so that he could f*ck her. God, he wanted to be inside her, had to be inside her, but he couldn’t.

She wasn’t just some one-night stand that he’d picked up to kill some time during leave. This was the woman that he wanted for his own. He wanted to do this right, wanted to take things slow and make sure that when he finally made love to her that it was perfect. He wanted to erase every memory of the f*cking * from her mind. He wanted to be the only man that she ever wanted.

“Oh, God,” she moaned loudly as he pushed up against her, making sure to rub against her clit as she rode him.

When she pushed down on him and stilled, he swallowed her cries of pleasure and waited it out, waited until the last scream was torn from her lips before he let go and when he did, he dropped back against the bench and roared with pleasure as she wrung him dry.

As she dropped against his chest and struggled to catch her breath, he couldn’t help but wonder if there was an accelerated way to win a woman’s heart, because he wasn’t sure that he was going to survive this game plan.

Chapter 28

Orlando, Florida

1 Month Later……….

“Are you still ignoring me?”

“Yes,” she said, taking his bottle of water from him and finishing it off before handing the empty bottle back to him with a mutinous glare.

“It’s not my fault that your boss said yes,” Danny pointed out as he glanced around the hotel lobby, looking bored.

“Wasn’t your fault?’ she repeated back in disbelief, absolutely stunned. “You accidentally,” she stressed, throwing up her hands to make finger quotes, “locked him in the storage closet when you gave him the tour of the new library, for seven hours until he agreed to give me time off with pay!”

He blinked down at her. “The lock was faulty.”

“The lock was faulty?” she repeated back with a slight shake of her head, trying to make sense of what he was saying.

“Mmmhmm,” he muttered as they moved up in line.

“How does the lock being faulty explain the chair and cooler full of snacks you set up in front of the storage room?” she demanded, shifting her bag over her shoulder.

“I had to keep my strength up while I waited for help,” he said with a sniff, forcing her to look away so that he didn’t see her lips twitch.

“And by help I assume you mean pulling the key out of your pocket and unlocking the door,” she said, frowning as a thought occurred to her. “Ummm, where’s the rest of your family?”

“Probably at their hotel,” he said with a shrug. “Why?”

“They’re not staying at this hotel?” she asked, moving up in line with him.