One Daring Night by Mari Carr Read Free Book Online

his type.
    He reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it off. She surprised him with her lacy black bra. For some reason, he’d expected something more practical and plain. It appeared Joni was hiding a wild side.
    “Pretty,” he said, dragging his fingers along the tops of her breasts, barely touching the lace trim.
    “I like expensive underwear. Forgot to mention that during our tell-all at the bar.”
    Eric pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, just underneath her ear. “I like surprises.”
    She tried to turn her head, to draw him back into a kiss, but he wasn’t letting her off that easy. He wanted his peep show and a good long time to enjoy it. He moved his lips from her neck to her shoulder, so Joni’s kiss landed on the side of his face.
    Wrapping his arms around her, he unfastened her bra with a quick flick that made her snort.
    “Damn playboys,” she murmured, her tone filled with humor. “I can’t get myself out of this bra that fast.”
    He winked, then tugged the lace away.
    She sucked in an audible breath that she held. Despite her obvious nervousness, she didn’t lift her hands, didn’t try to cover herself from his rapt stare. She was as perfect as he’d imagined. More so.
    “Damn,” he whispered.
    “They’re just boobs,” she said dismissively.
    Eric didn’t bother to correct her with words. He was going to show her with actions just how wrong she was. Lowering his head, he sucked one of her turgid, rose-colored nipples between his lips.
    Joni hissed, her hands flying to his hair. “God,” she breathed. “So good.”
    Amen to that, he thought. Then he amended it in his mind to too good . He continued to play with her breast, sucking one hard nipple as he caressed the other with his hand. After several minutes, he switched.
    Through it all, Joni urged him on, tugging on his hair and whispering…words of praise, of need. Eric ran his tongue along the valley between her breasts. “I’m going to take you here one night. Put my cock in between and fuck your tits.”
    She closed her eyes. “Oh wow. Keep going. I had no idea I was such a big fan of dirty talk.”
    Eric’s lips curled up even as he took her nipple back into his mouth. He’d never laughed this much with any woman. He loved the way she spoke the things she thought without trying to act coy or cool.
    Joni dragged her nails along his back, then her fingers drifted around his waist to find the button of his pants. He grasped her wrists and used that hold to push her back on the bed. Eric came over her, placing her hands by her head on the pillow.
    They began kissing again, their touches growing rougher, hungrier. He grunted when Joni nipped his lower lip. Then he got revenge, biting her earlobe. She tried to break the grip of his hands, but he held firmly.
    His control was wavering. If she got free, got her fingers around his cock, he was done for. However, while he was determined to keep his own pants on, the same didn’t hold true for her.
    “Keep your hands there. If you try to move them, I’ll tie you up.”
    “Promises, promises,” she muttered.
    “One night. Soon.”
    Her brows furrowed. “You keep talking about future nights, but this is it, hotshot. It’s now or never.”
    He ignored her. Mainly because there was no way he was going to let this be his only night in her bed. Joni was just coming off a long-term relationship where the guy had betrayed her trust. It stood to reason she wasn’t willing to jump right back into the fire.
    Literally right back. Hell, her ex still had a yard full of shit to pick up.
    Even so, he wasn’t going to let something that had so much potential end here. They’d just have to find a way to make it work for both of them.
    Eric slid his hands along her sides, loving the way she trembled beneath him. Mercifully, she kept her hands on the pillow as he worked the button on her pants free and tugged the zipper down. She shifted, lifting her hips to help him shed the linen and