She gave him back the gun. “Once more.” She moved back
behind him, rested her hands lightly on his hips, turning
him slightly. “Focus on the target. Clear your mind of
everything else.”
“That’s a little hard with your hands all over me.” But this
time he hit the target right in the center.
She still had her hands on his hips and she squeezed. “Put
the gun down, Declan.”
A subtle tension ran through his body, but he removed the
magazine from the pistol and rested them gently on the
counter. He didn’t turn, just stood, hands loose at his
side. Jess stepped up closer until she was pressed against
the length of his back. She slid her hands around from where
they rested on his hips to his groin.
“Jesus.”
“Just checking if anything else has come up,” she murmured.
He was becoming hard beneath her palm and heat sank through
her body, pooling in her belly, then lower, so her sex
tingled and an insistent pulse set up between her thighs.
She needed this.
She tugged his shirt out of his pants, then flicked open the
button and lowered the zipper. Pushing her hands inside, she
found him hot and hard. She wrapped her fingers around the
steely length and squeezed.
He did move then. Grasping her wrist, he tugged her hand out
from inside his pants, then turned around, lowered his head,
and kissed her. Deep, wet kisses that filled her mouth and
made her breasts ache.
With his hands gripping her hips, he picked her up and
placed her on the counter without ever breaking the kiss.
She was gasping for air now, need filling her as he nudged
open her thighs. She tore open his shirt, buttons flying
across the room, but she had to touch him. His skin was
burning hot. She hardly noticed as he dragged her jacket
from her shoulders, threw it to the floor. Her shirt
followed, then her bra. At last he released her mouth and
she took in huge breaths of air, filling her starving lungs.
Lowering his head, he sucked one tight nipple into his
mouth, then bit down, and she gasped. He repeated the
process with the other, alternating stinging bites with
soothing strokes of his tongue until she was mindless with need.
His hands were at her waist now, unfastening her pants, and
she arched her hips up off the counter to allow him to drag
them down over her long legs, tugging off her shoes without
slowing until she was entirely naked, sprawled on the
counter before him. Now his movements slowed. He
straightened, gazing down at her with eyes darkened and a
dull flush across his cheekbones.
“Lie back.” When she didn’t move fast enough, he placed a
hand on her shoulder and pushed her gently until her spine
rested against the smooth, cool metal of the counter. He
trailed his hand down over her breast, rubbing the engorged
nipple so sensations shot to her groin. Then lower so it
splayed across her flat belly.
“Tell me,” he said. “Did you bring me down here just to
seduce me?”
She didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”