He did without question, leaning back on the balls of his feet and dragging it over his head in one quick motion.
“Oh, wow.” Damp panties still clinging to her, she moaned. Because he was incredible, every toned and tanned inch of him. Biceps not bulky but strong and powerful, chest with just a smattering of dark hair dead center.
“Just to warn you,” he said, standing up, moving his hand towards her head.
“Yes?” Josie sucked in her breath. He was going to guide her mouth down onto him, she was going to take his jutting erection between her lips and lick like crazy...
“Don’t move, there’s a shelf right next to your head.”
“What?” Distracted, Josie let him pull her forward and up. She half turned to see a collection of personal photos propped on two shelves inches from her head.
That’s all she needed was to send his snapshots the way of his bike. But Houston didn’t look concerned. Urgent was a better way to describe him. He started pulling her down the hall to his living room with long single-minded strides, hand clamped on her wrist. Houston fascinated her, a complex and controlled man, and she was seeing more and more facets of him. So far all of those facets pleased her, particularly the one that seemed to think she was a goddess naked.
Which made her want to see what other reactions she could get from him.
So when he stopped in front of his couch and turned back to her, she bent over, stretching the tips of her fingersto her ankles.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Houston’s voice was outraged, tight, and oh-so-turned-on.
Just right. “I told you I couldn’t touch my toes. But I didn’t really know that for a fact. I’m just checking. Close, but not quite.” She was a little breathless as she bounced, straining towards her feet, her breasts tumbling down her belly.
Denim hit her behind, rocking her forward. His erection slid right between her cheeks.
“You look so sweet and cute, but you know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you?”
Hands on her waist, he started to grind her backside against him, and Josie gave a gasp of approval. “I’m not doing anything.”
“You’re playing games with me, aren’t you, you little tease?” He was nibbling her shoulder as he pressed against her, hot and hard. “Want to be spanked, do you?”
She’d forgotten about that. Her hand strolled around to her unreachable behind, covered as it was by him. Somehow she had no trouble picturing him carrying through with his threat. A little turned on and shocked by her own reaction, she tried to pull away, but he held her tight. “No, Houston, that’s not what I meant. I was just teasing.”
Something she didn’t think Houston was subjected to very often, at least not at the hospital. So she wasn’t sure if he was teasing in return or was ass-smacking serious.
One hand holding her breasts, the other cupping her mound, he pulled her back, securely held to him, the denim of his jeans soft on her hot skin. “So you admit you were playing the tease then? Fine, I won’t give you a spanking. But if you want to play games, we should try doctor instead.”
Oh, God.She went still, afraid to move, afraid she might have an orgasm with his fingers just moving across the front of her moist panties and his erection nudging into her backside. He was fondling her nipples with careless abandon and she ached everywhere for him.
Her stethoscope fantasy leapt into her head. “Doctor? I guess you’d be good at that.”
He kissed the back of her neck—slow, hot presses that sent shivers down her spine.
“I’m very good at it. So here’s how we’ll do it, since we’re both doctors. You show me yours, then I’ll show you mine, and we’ll take turns diagnosing each other.”
Josie wiggled against him, unsatisfied and impatient, sorry she had bent over in the first place. Without her ill-timed teasing, he might be inside her already. “Do you have insurance?”
Chapter Sixteen
Houston laughed at Josie’s unexpected response, leaning his chest forward to press against her smooth, bare back. She felt delicious all tucked up along his body. “Since we’re taking turns, I think we can skip the insurance. Besides, I don’t remember that being part of the game.”
His tone was light as he stroked across Josie’s belly, skimming lower and lower, but he was burning. The idea of having her down on his bed, exploring every inch of that tempting body, had him on the edge. He had almost lost it when she had bent over and showed him those lip-print panties stretching across her glorious backside.
Her head shook back and forth, soft hair brushing his chin. “So now what?”
It surprised him that she didn’t seemed to realize how sexy she was. She was full of curves and had the kind of hips that a man could grab onto like he was now and thrust into with abandon. Her breasts sat there perky and lush, taunting him to taste and enjoy, and she had a fascinating, outgoing and bubbly personality.
“I wan to enjoy you more than anything. Something about you and your gorgeous body, Josie, I just can’t resist.” He slid his hand inside the front of her panties and cupped her as he rubbed histhumb across her slit. The heat rolled out of her, her breath hitched. With a casualness he didn’t feel he moved his finger to rest inside her folds, to flicker across her clit.
She was wet. Ready.