Reckless Abandon (November Blue, #2)(79)

falling deeper in love with you than I even thought I was before. I needed you that night, too.”

He’s standing there, shaking his head with a sexy, crooked grin on his face. I can’t stand it anymore.





Chapter Thirty-Eight


Bo



“I needed you that night, too.” Ember lowers her eyes for a fraction of a second, and I grin in disbelief.

We were madly in love with each other this whole time, and both did just enough to screw it up without blowing it into total

disrepair. When she looks up, her eyes are ignited with a look I’ve waited months to see cast back in my direction. She arches her

eyebrow—always the left one—and steps forward so we’re standing hip to hip. She’s got these crazy-hot knee-high boots on over

her jeans that have a heel on them, putting us about eye level with each other. My mind calculates how I could get away with taking

those jeans off while leaving the boots on.

Before I can plot any further, she hooks her thumbs through my belt loops—God, I love it when she does that—and tugs so our hips

grind into one another as she leans up and kisses me. Hallelujah, Ember is kissing me. She immediately releases her thumbs and

weaves her fingers across the back of my neck and through my hair. I’ve never felt anything like her kiss before. If I could feel

one thing forever it would be this.

I let her take the lead on this as I slide my hands down her sides and grab her ass with both hands. A hungry sigh leaves her mouth

and finds its way into mine. She steps back slowly, begging me to follow as her hands move to my belt, then down the outside of my

jeans where she grabs me. I can’t hide how hot she makes me, and I don’t want to.

She backs into the piano, causing my knuckles to pound against a few high keys. Neither one of us pays them any attention. I turn

slightly and sit on the bench behind me, pulling her onto my lap. I need the pressure of her body on me. Pulling away from my mouth

for the first time, she doesn’t break eye contact with me as she takes off her shirt and lets it fall to the floor. Her breasts

are perfect. Everything about her is, but damn, those breasts ...

“Kiss me,” she pleads in a breathy tone when I’m struck stupid by her perfect nipples in that lace bra. She holds my head in her

hands with her thumbs just behind my ears. I grab her hips and force her down on me as my tongue licks her from her collarbone to

her ear. She groans again, and I can’t hold back any longer.

“We gotta go upstairs.” I hate to pause this moment, but who keeps condoms in a studio?

Ember nods and slides off my lap, leaving her shirt on the floor as she makes a break for the stairs. I chuckle as she runs up the

stairs, slapping her ass as we pass through my living room. I take the stairs two at a time as I pass her, heading to the second

floor. She snickers just low enough that I know I wasn’t meant to hear it.

We crash into my room, and I lift her into my arms as she instinctively wraps her legs around my waist. I want to be inside her so

bad I feel like I’m going to burst through my jeans. I set her on the bed and start to undo my belt. She slaps my hand away and

does it herself. When my jeans slide to the floor, I kick off my shoes and step out of my pants all at once. That left goddamn

eyebrow of hers shoots sky-high as she toys with the waistband of my boxer briefs.

I place my hands over hers, guiding them down. “Ember ...”

She bites her lip as she pulls my boxer briefs down, sighing through her teeth. Just as I lean forward to push her on the bed, her

hands dig into my hips, stopping me. Ember’s tongue dances across her lips for a second, and before I know it, her mouth is on my

dick. I nearly lose my balance and have to grip her shoulders for balance.

“Holy shit,” I half-growl through clenched teeth. Her tongue swirls greedily around me, while she slowly moves her head forward

and back.

“Mmm,” she hums as her hand holds me in place. I’m going to lose it standing right here if she keeps that up.

I force myself to say the word, “Stop.” I push on her shoulders slightly. “This isn’t going to last very long if you keep doing

that, and I want to be inside you. Get up on the bed.”

She grins a wicked grin, cheeks flushed under my command. I take no time unzipping and pulling off each one of her boots while she

unbuttons and unzips her jeans. As I toss her second boot to the floor, she has her jeans halfway down her thighs. I want to crack

a joke at her eagerness, but it’s not funny. I want it just as bad. I help her pull her jeans and panties—Jesus, her panties

match her bra—down her legs, and throw them to the floor.

“Bo ...” she calls out after I’ve rolled on the condom.

I hover over her, staring into her gorgeous green eyes. “I love you,” I say as I slide into her. She moans low and long in

response.

She. Feels. Amazing.

I pull out just as slowly as I went in. I grin as she squirms beneath me. Ember roots her feet onto the mattress and lifts her

hips, forcing me back into her. She digs her fingertips into my biceps.

“Don’t stop,” she begs.