“I’m fine.” But her hand stole down to rub her leg and he could see a long red scratch on her pale calf.
“Let me see.” It was a physician’s response to check the injured, to run his hand along her and assess. But for hell’s sake, it was just a scratch, which he could see, and the way his hand was moving had nothing to do with being a doctor.
He just didn’t want her hurt. That’s why he found himself leaning over and giving her a kiss right there, a tender boo-boo-all-better kind of kiss that he gave his nieces.
Because he didn’t want Josie hurt.
And he worried that he would somehow hurt her.
She kicked the shorts off her ankles. “It’s not even a laceration, there’s no blood. It’s just that Josie the Klutz struck again.”
But she didn’t look embarrassed. She was smiling at him, moistening her plump lips, reminding him that he had yet to feel those lips anywhere on him besides his mouth. He wanted more, he wanted her to taste him everywhere, to draw him into her mouth between those pink lips and flick her little tongue across his cock.
“I was supposed to be fixing that, wasn’t I? Cure you of your klutziness?”
Her ample chest rose quickly. “That’s right.”
The sight of her lying there, ready and aroused, made him groan. Josie’s body was built for sex, plain and simple.
Placing a knee on either side of her legs, he leaned over her, arms propped by her hips, so that he could stroke her wrists with his thumbs. “Why did you want me to stop then? I could have made you come, Josie. With your panties still on.”
Those expressive green eyes fluttered shut. “I know. That’s why I wanted you to stop.”
He dropped a light airy kiss on the tip of her nipple. Her breasts were beautiful, full and round, with large nipples the colorof peaches against her fair skin, making him want to clamp his teeth around them and suck.
“Houston.”
“Hmmm?” Gut feelings weren’t to be taken lightly. He had known it would be a damn good idea to take her tight nipple into his mouth, and when he did, tasting her salty sweetness, he knew he was right.
“Will you kiss me again? On the lips.”
Now he was the one closing his eyes. He counted to ten and tried to breathe. The tone in her voice left no doubt as to which set of lips she was referring to.
When he opened his eyes, she was pushing those gorgeous tits out towards him, an expectant little smile on her face, her panties bunched from her fall, slipping down past her hipbone.
Then stealthily her finger strolled across the front of her panties, and tapped right on the lip print.
Damn.
“Josie, I’ll kiss you wherever you want. All night long.”
He bent over.
Chapter Fifteen
Josie figured it was just her luck that she’d fall in the midst of staving off an orgasm and bring a bike down on herself. The scratch on her leg stung, but she hardly noticed, too busy enjoying the look on Houston’s face.
Despite her babbling, and her constant supply of stupid human tricks, Houston was attracted to her. More than attracted. He was on the verge of foaming at the mouth, which made her feel sexier than she’d ever had in her life.
And speaking of his mouth. What he could do with it should be taught to all men on their twenty-first birthday. He deserved some kind of commendation on behalf of all women for those maneuvers, and she would be the one to present him with his prize.
He was leaning over, his black hair descending between her legs as Josie realized he meant to honor her request. Suddenly changing her mind, she scooted back out of his reach before he could get to her. One more touch and she was going to combust, and she didn’t want things to end anytime soon. Tomorrow would be too soon, let alone sixty seconds from now.
“Where are you going?” He was stalking her, moving forwardon his hands and knees, backing her into the wall, looking powerful and determined.
They hadn’t yet made it out of the hall, and Josie hit the cool wall with her back and pressed her hands across her breasts, suddenly aware how uneven their state of undress was. Just why was she naked and he was wearing everything?
She clamped her legs together. “Take your shirt off, Houston.”