Alaskan Adventure (Destination: Desire) by Crystal Jordan Read Free Book Online Page B

as he slipped past and hopped under the spray.
    She made a face at him and he winked back. When he ducked under the water, she got an amazing view of the most fabulous ass she’d ever seen on a man. She dried off slowly, letting herself look her fill as he moved. Heavy pecs, broad shoulders, a tight six-pack of abs and muscular thighs. She might drool. And his body wasn’t even the best part of his physical perfection. No, it was his sinful smile that made her heart pound the hardest.
    Leaning back against the doorjamb, she let the towel drop to the floor unheeded and just watched his hands move. Heat spiraled within her, and she pressed a palm to her belly. His gaze burned into her, and she let her fingertips drift down her midriff until she could dip into the thatch of hair between her thighs. His eyes widened and a strangled noise erupted from him.
    She chuckled, the sound low and smoky. “You’re taking too long, Gabe. I guess I’ll have to get started without you.”
    The shower shut down a second later. He didn’t even bother drying off, just stepped out and hauled her into his arms. His mouth slanted fiercely over hers, his tongue shoving between her lips. The fire within her exploded into an inferno, an uncontrollable need that made her dig her nails into his shoulders. He backed her toward the bed, and they went down in a tangle of limbs. She moaned at feeling the exquisite weight of him on top of her, and the dampness of his skin glued them together. The rough silk of his flesh, the crisp curls on his chest stimulated her flesh. She skated her hands over the flexing muscles of his back, into the delineated valley of his spine.
    He dipped down and closed his mouth over her nipple. A gasp straggled out of her, and her back bowed. His stubble burned into the sensitive skin on the underside of her breast, and when he bit the tight tip, she cried out in utter want. She parted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, trying to get him where he could do the most good. “Now, Gabe. Inside me. Now.”
    The blunt head of his cock rubbed along her slick sex, and she lifted her pelvis in invitation.
    “Shit.” He froze over her.
    “What?” He was stopping? He had to be kidding her. She was going to kill him.
    A muscle ticked in his jaw, but he moved his hips away. “I don’t have any condoms with me. I mean, I have some in my room, but not on me. Do you?”
    “Shit.” She threw an arm over her eyes, her body throbbing in unrequited lust. “I’m dying here.”
    “We can’t have that,” he teased. When she lifted her head to glare at him, his grin was as roguish as a pirate’s. “I’ll just have to get creative.”
    He nudged her legs farther apart and slithered down to settle his torso in between them. He parted the lips of her sex, and blew a stream of air against her hot, damp core. Moaning, she squirmed while he chuckled darkly. Oh Jesus. He was going to—
    Her lungs seized when he shaped his lips around her clit and sucked hard. Pinpricks of sensation shivered up and down her skin. His fingertips stroked over her wet flesh, circling, toying with her until she writhed on the mattress. Her heart pounded, beads of sweat gathering on her forehead to trickle down her temples. He plunged his fingers into her, filling her, stretching her.
    “Gabe!” Her fists balled in the comforter and she could feel orgasm building, like a rising tsunami wave that threatened to consume her.
    But she didn’t want to just lay back and take what he was giving her, she wanted to participate, wanted to make him feel like he was going to die from pleasure too.
    She slipped her fingers into his damp hair and tugged. “I want to taste you, Gabe. I want—”
    He groaned and maneuvered around so she could do just that. They lay on their sides facing each other upside down. Her top leg curled over his ribs, leaving her open for his exploration. The tip of his erection brushed against her lips, and she parted them to take him