“The dream analysts say it means you can’t outrun your problems.”
“No, but you can share them. Want to know why you shared them with me tonight?”
The corners of his mouth tipped up into a tight grin. “Because you wouldn’t shut up until I talked?”
“No.” But she couldn’t restrain a smile of her own. She could be persistent. “You told me because you need something I can give you.”
The hint of a smile still lingered around his mouth. “What can you give me, sweet Virginia?”
Comfort, she thought. I can give you comfort. But strong, silent Shaun Buchanan wasn’t the kind of man to accept sympathy if he saw it coming, so she leaned into him and placed a kiss on his lips. Then she slid her palms over his chest, down the dips and ridges of his torso, and into the waistband of his jeans.
“This.”
Chapter Ten
“Let me.”
Those two little words reached his ears at the same time her fingers reached the first button on the fly of his jeans. Then she kissed him—long, deep, and persuasive as hell. He brought his hand up to hold her head and invaded her sweet mouth. She sealed her lips around the base of his tongue and slowly sucked her way to the tip, wringing a shudder from him.
He broke away and buried his face in the curve of her neck. “Christ, Virginia.”
“Sit back. Relax. Let me make you feel good.”
He groaned, then closed his eyes, covered her hand with his, and moved it down the front of his jeans, loving the way she handled him. “You’ve made me feel good many times. A few of those occurred before we ever met.”
Her hand stilled for a beat, before those slim fingers undid another button. “Did you think of me…touch yourself”—her voice brushed the skin along his throat like velvet—“and pretend it was me touching you?” She grasped him through the denim and squeezed his whole package harder than was strictly polite, but he loved the unapologetically straightforward demand. He couldn’t feel anything except what she was doing to him.
Eyes closed, chin to chest, he breathed in her scent. “Fuck yes.”
She popped the rest of the buttons in a series of quick, urgent tugs, and, at last, curled her fingers around his shaft. A starburst of lights twinkled behind his closed eyelids.
“How did you touch yourself? Gently?” Her diabolical fingertip took a slow, feather-light tour of the vein running along the underside of his cock.
He was literally incapable of answering, but it hardly mattered, because she didn’t wait for a response.
“Or did you like it rough?” She tightened her grip on his shaft and worked him harder.
“Fast,” he choked out in what was almost a laugh. “Since I didn’t have company, I wasn’t worried about lasting.”
The confession pulled a slow, sexy grin out of her. She pressed her lips to his throat, the underside of his jaw, while she continued to stroke him. True, he wasn’t in the same hard-up condition he’d been in a few weeks ago, but if she kept this up, the result wasn’t going to be a hell of a lot different.
“Virginia—”
“No,” she interrupted. “I’m doing all the work this time. You’re going to sit back and endure it.”
Not likely. He’d never been a sit-back kind of guy, but he stilled anyway. She tugged him free of his jeans and briefs. He looked down and enjoyed an unobstructed view of her slim, pale hand curled around the thickest part of him. His head jutted from the top of her fist.
“I’m going to take such good care of you, you’re not going to be sure where your fantasies end and reality begins.” So saying, she lowered herself to her knees in front of him and let her breath waft across the tip of his cock.
He groaned and gripped the base of his erection, just under her hand.
“You’re going to drive me insane…oh, Jesus.”
She cupped his balls at the same time she stroked him, stopping just shy of the flare of his head. “So, you’re touching yourself, and thinking of me, and…”
His head dropped back of its own accord, and his breath quickened. “I’d dream of you kneeling between my legs, opening your mouth, and letting me fuck you like that until I was the only thing you’d taste for the rest of your life.”
While they both watched, liquid beaded at the head of his cock and trembled there. He shivered when she used the pad of her thumb to swipe it, pressing down hard enough to explore the small opening. Then she brought her thumb to her mouth and licked it clean.