Hidden Fire: Fire, Book 2: Red Hot Weekend by Jess Dee Read Free Book Online

imaging it was her clit. Wishing it was her clit.
    Jenna moved again, as though…rubbing her thighs together.
    So, not as unaffected as she wanted him to believe. He purred silently. “Know what I want even more?”
    Jenna didn’t answer. She simply stared at him with a frown, her chest heaving.
    “I want you to come in my mouth. I wanna taste you as you orgasm around my tongue.”
    Her eyes dilated, her pupils becoming huge black orbs.
    Ah, definitely rubbing her thighs together. Which drove him crazy. Made him rip at his bonds, try and jerk his hands free. Didn’t help.
    Still. Be calm. Seduce her.
    Worry about touching her later.
    He let the tip of his tongue play on his lips, watched her watch him. Heard the tiny groan that escaped before she’d realized it was out.
    Oh, yeah, she was aroused. No question about it. Her arousal fed his, made him even hotter. Which was bloody impossible seeing as he was about to spontaneously combust.
    “I’ll lick it up,” he promised. “Your cream. Savor every sweet drop.”
    She shivered.
    Precome leaked from his cock. He cursed the ropes, dug his fingers into the binds, searched blindly for the knot. And spoke. Didn’t stop speaking. Couldn’t. Not when she listened to every word. Whether she had a choice or not, she was hearing him. And whatever he said was having an effect. Jenna was losing control. One dirty word at a time.
    “Just when you think there’s nothing left for me to lick, I’ll lift your ass in the air, wrap my hands around your butt cheeks, and open you up completely to my mouth.”
    Got it!
    He found the knot as Jenna’s gasp echoed through the room.
    “I’ll taste you where no one’s tasted you before.” Jealousy rammed into him sideways. What if someone had tasted her there before? The very thought made him want to commit murder. “I’ll lick you until you cry out my name. Pleasure you until you can’t remember your own name. Make you come so hard, you’ll wonder why you ever refused me in the first place. Wonder how you ever will again.”
    “Garreth…” Her voice was a breathless whisper.
    It did his head in. Made him crazy. Jesus, he had to get these ropes off. Now. Had to hold her, touch her.
    His fingers found the end of the knot, and tugged.
    “You want it too, Jenn. I can see. You want it as much as I do. You always have.”
    “I… I…”
    “You love me. Like I love you.”
    She shook her head, helplessly.
    “Say it, Jenna. Tell me you love me.”
    Stop tugging. You’re just making the knot tighter.
    He took a deep breath. Forced his hands to work more gently. Pushed rather than pulled. “It’s easy to tell someone you love them. Listen, I’ll go first. I love you, Jenna Brooks. I have since the moment I met you. I love everything about you. I love how you stick to your beliefs and your scruples. I love how you put your friends and family first. I love how you love them. I love how you try and make sure everyone’s eating healthily. I love the way you tilt your head to the left when you’re thinking, or frown when you disagree with something I say. I love how you can’t walk past a dog without patting it and how you know the names of every bird in Australia. I love how hard you try and control your environment, how you’ve made it work for you. I love how determined you are to put your trauma aside, how you triumphed in spite of it. And I love how hard you’re trying to deny you love me.” He stopped, grimaced and shook his head. “Uh, actually no, I don’t love that part. I hate it. But it’s making me horny as the devil, knowing you love me, knowing you’re making me work to prove I love you. You’re making me chase you, and believe me Jenn, I love a good chase. Especially when the prize is you.”
    He took a breath. Gazed at her. Lost the very breath he’d just taken.
    She looked half parts utterly smitten and half parts utterly terrified.
    But she remained silent. Stoic.
    “I know you love me, and I know