“No,” he said, and closed the distance between them. “Let me do that.”
“You know I don’t need romance.”
He quirked a brow at her, then smiled. “Every woman needs romance. Or at least a little seduction.”
“I don’t. I just need sex.” She wasn’t sure if she was trying to convince him, or herself. She just wanted a damn orgasm, while trying to keep her emotions closed off.
He let out a soft laugh. “We’re definitely going to have sex. But how about you let me work out my seduction moves on you first?”
“Why? Are you out of practice?”
He quirked a smile at her. “Maybe. You let me know how I do, okay?”
She was about to object, to let him know it was okay if they just f**ked, but the look he gave her was so sincere, she couldn’t help but be moved.
“Okay.”
“Good. You seemed like you were in a hurry. Sex should never be hurried.”
“Sometimes a quickie is good.”
He came toward her, and she couldn’t help but lick her lips in anticipation. He had a body that any woman would want. Tall, broad shoulders, wide chest, lean hips, and a c**k just meant to give hours of pleasure, provided a man knew what to do with it.
She hoped he knew what to do with it.
“Yeah, a quickie can be good. But not the first time, Haven.” He bent and grasped the strings of her underwear, slowly dragging them over her hips and down her legs. She held her breath as she watched, especially when he lingered there, breathing her in. Then he stood, wrapped his arms around her, and lifted her, depositing her on her bed, following her down. He loomed over her, laying his palm flat on her rib cage. “The first time a couple has sex, it should last for hours. There’s exploration to be done.”
Oh, God. Maybe this hadn’t been such a good idea.
Chapter Fourteen
A QUICKIE? WHAT THE HELL. NO WAY WAS TREVOR giving Haven a quick f**k. Not the first time.
He had no idea what was going on in her head, but when she’d first suggested sex in the restaurant, the idea of banging her in the car in the parking lot had rushed into his head, so yeah, maybe a quickie had been on his mind. At least initially.
But this was Haven, and she deserved better, especially since having sex with her had been on his mind a lot.
The thought of f**king her all night long? Now that was more to his liking. Especially now that he had her naked and stretched out in her bed. She smelled good, her body was smoking hot and curved in all the right places, and his c**k was rock hard and ready to give her anything she asked for.
Right now, though, it was time to explore. He rested his head in one of his hands, and used the other hand to roam across her rib cage, heading north to start, over her lush, perfect br**sts. Her ni**les puckered right away, tightening to dark, upturned peaks as he rolled his palms over them. His gaze drifted to her face. She was watching him. He smiled at her.
“It’s okay for you to tell me what you like.”
“I like your hands on me.”
“Do you like a soft touch, like this?” He rolled his thumb over her ni**les, achingly slow and easy. Her br**sts rose and fell with her hard breaths.
“Yes.”
“Or maybe something with a little more . . . intensity—like this.” He caught a nipple between his fingers and pulled, then added some pressure.
“Oh, shit. Oh, yes. I like that, too.”
Her bold response made his balls quiver. He leaned over her and caught a nipple between his lips and sucked, rewarded with her gasp, then a very loud moan when he drew her nipple harder into his mouth, increasing the suction. When she held on to his head, arching her back and demanding more, he discovered exactly what Haven liked, so he gave the other nipple the same treatment.
He loved a woman who was vocal, who told him what worked for her and what didn’t. A silent woman was very rarely satisfied, because men weren’t psychic.
He was looking forward to this exploration, because every sound she made, every “harder,” “oh, yes, there,” and “oh, my God, yes” was driving him to the brink and making his dick swell with anticipation.
He hoped he’d be able to give Haven exactly what she wanted tonight. He wanted nothing more than to please her.
Haven rocked her hips in time to Trevor sucking her ni**les. Her clit tingled, her sex damp with need. And when he pulled away and took her mouth in a kiss that rocked her senses, he moved his hand over her stomach and lower, cupping her sex.
He lifted his head. “You’re wet. Are you ready for me?”