Page 52 of Stripping Bare

The little blood that had still been flowing in the non-penis parts of Jonah’s body took the exit ramp to Dickville at ninety miles an hour. “I want to watchyou.”

“Now?”

It was his turn to laugh. Anytime. Now, later, whenever. That would be the best way to learn what she liked, how far he could push her. To be with her, he needed to replace all the old images he’d been carrying around for a decade, and he had a feeling that watching Tessa make herself come would be better than a thousand hours on the therapy couch. “How about I help you outtoday?”

He’d barely gotten the words out, and Tessa’s hands went into overdrive, shoving her panties down her hips and thighs. Standing naked before him, she was all amazing curves and deliciousskin.

He wanted to visit all the places on herbody.

Visit? To hell with that. He wanted to become a permanent resident in Tessa’s friggin’ garden of Eden. He would stay there day and night sampling all her forbiddenfruit.

When he slipped his hand between her legs, she adjusted to give him room. If he’d thought her breasts had burned him, the feel of her slick and needy against his palm was a completely different level offire.

He wanted inside her. Wanted to drive into her until they were skin to skin, heart toheart.

Maybe being with Tessa would make him whole again, give him back the piece of himself he’d been unable to reassemble all theseyears.

She tilted her hips, and his fingertips grazed along her clit. “Please,” she whispered, undoing him. “Now.”

Anchoring his thumb against her clit, he eased two fingers into her body. Where the tremor started—with Tessa or him—he had noidea.

It didn’t matter because this was so fuckingright.

With a delicate sweep of his thumb and a smooth glide of his fingers, he concentrated on Tessa’s pleasure. At first, her hips did a slow thrust, a languidmovement.

But it didn’t take long until she was jerking against him, all rhythm forgotten as she strained toward orgasm. “I…Ineed…”

“What?”

She tugged on his wrist, pulling his hand flush against her body and burying his fingers inside her with one surestroke.

God, yes. She was so hot, burning for him. He pumped his fingers into her and circled her clitoris with histhumb.

A cry tore from her and she arched her back and rose to her toes to ride it out. Her pulses ended in a shudder that seemed to take all the bones from her body. With a sigh, she slumped down, sprawling into hislap.

Jonah’s heart was thumping, an out-of-control rhythm against his chest. He wanted to do that again. Wanted to press her spread-eagled on the floor, get between her legs, and make her come until she didn’t know her own fuckingname.

Remember. Slow. And.Easy.

In an attempt to practice his slow and easy, Jonah wrapped her in his arms and rested his chin on hershoulder.

That was when he glanced at the floor and saw the red words scrolling inside his VR goggles. That sick fuck of a modder had left a message inside SteeleSurvivor.

PLAY ORDIE.

Tessa feltthe immediate change in Jonah. One second, he was radiating male pride and the next, his entire body snapped to a rigid wall of muscle andbone.

“Whatever you’re beating yourself up for,” she said, “stopit.”

She’d been so hopeful that once he touched her again, he would forget about herpast.

“That motherfucker,” Jonah breathed near her ear as he released his hold onher.

The loss of his touch made her want to cry. Just slide to the floor, curl up, and weep out all her frustrations over how she felt about this man. As euphoric as she’d been after Jonah had driven her up and over, tumbled her into the most delicious orgasm she could remember, now she felt hollow. Her body and mind were aching vacuums. And herheart?

She was tired of trying to hold it together for Jonah, of wishing that he would take what she so desperately wanted tooffer.

Using his shoulder as leverage, she scooted off his lap. Now her nakedness made her feel vulnerable instead of powerful, so she scrambled to pick up her nightgown and slip it over her head. Her underwear had disappeared to somewhere unknown, and she smoothed her hands over her butt, trying to assure herself she wascovered.