The Best Of Blaze - Six Sexy Romances. Jo Leigh
He reached behind her with his other hand and unfastened her bra. He took her hand, the one he’d just kissed, and placed it over her own breast. It felt exotic and turned her on to feel her own nipple hardening under her palm as he guided her hand.
She shifted on his lap and, reaching around his back with her other hand, feathered her fingers up and down his spine, dipping them beneath the waistband of his jeans to touch the slight indents at the top of his firm ass.
He arched his back and she felt his erection growing between them. She repositioned again so she could rub her center over the ridge of his cock as she kissed him. He kept moving their hands over her breast and she responded to that touch, rubbing herself more fully against him.
He moaned and she smiled to herself as his hips jerked forward slightly. She used her free hand to reach between them and unfasten his jeans, drawing the zipper carefully down over his erection.
He put his hands on her waist and lifted her off him, setting her on her feet next to the desk. He stood up next to her and undid her jeans, pushing them and her panties slowly down her legs. Then he moved behind her and slipped her bra straps over her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground.
She glanced back at him. Let her eyes move slowly down his body. He was so strong and muscled everywhere. He was thick and proud. She tried to turn, to reach for him, but he stopped her. He tangled one of his hands in her hair and nudged her forward. She leaned on the desk, arching her back as he hovered over her. She felt his lips on the back of her neck and then he nibbled his way down her back, still holding her hair in one of his hands.
She shifted, pressing back toward him, hoping to feel his cock against her, but he kept his hips back. His free hand traveled down the side of her breast, making her nipple bead. She squirmed, desperate for more contact, but he just moved his hand farther down the side of her body.
She felt his fingers on her butt cheek, grabbing and squeezing. She was wet and needy. More ready for him than she’d ever been for any man.
She tried to turn her head, but he held her where she was. She felt him against her back as he leaned over her. He whispered dark, sexy words into her ear, telling her in detail everything he wanted to do to her. And then she felt him poised at the entrance of her body.
He grunted and she gasped in pleasure as he penetrated her in one swift move, pushing forward until he was fully seated. He was so deep. She moaned and tightened around him.
He drew his hips back and entered her again, harder this time. She met his thrust, pressing back from the desk so that their hips slammed together, bringing him even deeper.
He braced one hand next to her head on the desk and she bit his wrist as he pulled back and then starting thrusting, his powerful legs and hips and his long, hard cock driving her higher and higher, closer to her climax. His hand twisted in her hair and she cried out his name as her orgasm took her by surprise.
He picked up speed, losing control as he continued thrusting, the friction exciting her all over again. She heard her name on his lips and felt him empty himself inside her as a second orgasm washed over her. He collapsed on her back. Keeping his weight off her, he dropped soft kisses between her shoulder blades and she lay there, let her eyes close.
He didn’t say anything, just held her in his arms and that was all she needed. Or at least she was going to pretend that was enough. But she knew she wasn’t going to want to sleep alone now. Whatever happened with Jason and his future, she needed more of this...more of him.
“WANT TO TALK?” Molly asked as they were sitting in the large tub in her bathroom en suite.
“No,” he said. “But we probably should.”
“That isn’t very reassuring,” she said.
He rubbed her arm, unable to stop himself from touching her. They’d gathered their clothes from the den and had run up the stairs and into her room like naughty kids. The bathtub had seemed a logical place to end up together. She was leaning on his chest, their feet propped up on the other end of the tub. Her feet with their purple toenails looked especially tiny between his larger ones.
Reassuring... He wasn’t sure he had ever known how to be that man, but right now he wasn’t feeling it. He was more lost than he’d been after the first evaluation.
“Good news first.”
“Okay,” she said.
“We might have won the bid for the facility,” he said. “I’m supposed to call Lynn. Dennis got some insider news that he’d be happy with the winner of the bid. He thinks that means us.”
“Good,” she said. “Jeb is getting pretty excited about the facility and the land’s ready for construction now.”
“Yeah. He told me that if he’d been better at science, he would have tried to become an astronaut. Flying’s in his blood. His old man was a fighter pilot in Vietnam.”
“Really?” Molly asked. “I never knew that.”
Jason knew he was stalling, but he didn’t want to say out loud that he might not make the cut for the program. That his space dreams might be over when they’d barely started. And he knew that wasn’t fair. He’d spent way more time among the stars than most other astronauts had, but he wanted more. He needed more.
Molly put her hand on his wrist, drew it up her body and kissed his knuckles. “Just say it. Whatever your bad news is. It’s not going to get better keeping it to yourself.”
She was right. He knew that, but once he said it... “Dennis is being pressured to name the commander for the first mission. He wants me, but I’m still grounded. He asked me to come to Houston and take a slew of tests to see if I’ve made improvements. If I have, he will push back, say he wants me and that I’m recovering.”
“If not, he’ll name someone else,” she said, filling in the rest. “That sucks. So when do you have to go?”
“Tomorrow. I’ve done everything I can.”
“I know. What’s the process?” she asked.
“Usually, they have us do a series of blood tests and then spend many hours in a specialized room where they can see how being in a zero gravity simulation affects the body.”
Molly turned in the tub so she could face him. She put her hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes.
“At least you’ll know,” she said.
“I don’t want to,” he said at last. “I wanted the full three months so that I could be further along in my recovery from the yearlong mission.”
“What can you do?” she asked.
“Nothing. Dennis said it best—they don’t want to bring me back in pieces.” Jason was trying to make it sound like a joke, but he couldn’t. He didn’t want to give up on being a part of the Cronus missions.
She shook her head. “It’s not funny.”
“I know. If I don’t laugh, I think I’m going to cry.”
“Do you want me to go to Houston with you?” she asked.
He hadn’t thought of bringing anyone along. All of his adult life he’d been on his own. By choice, he realized, because Mick might have been more involved in his life if he’d asked him. “I would like that. Can you be away from the ranch?”
“I don’t see why not. Jeb says I get in his way.”
Jason could imagine Jeb saying that, but they both knew how important her work on the ranch was. “I won’t be able to spend much time with you. I mean, I’ll be in the testing facility for the most part.”
“It’s okay. I want to see the space center