“Impetuous? Reckless?” She gave a shaky laugh. “I agree.”
His eyes narrowed as he studied her. Jason rubbed his thumb against her bottom lip. “When did you come up with this plan?”
“Just now,” she confessed. It was the biggest risk she’d made in her life and she had no safety net, no strategy. It scared her and yet she wasn’t pulling back. “When you asked what I wanted to do about tonight.”
“No strategy? No flowchart?” he teased. “You might regret it.”
She reached out and wrapped her fingers around his wrist and pulled his hand away. “Jason, I know what I want and I’m asking for it. The only thing I would regret is not taking this chance.”
“You keep surprising me, Claire.”
She realized that wasn’t a complaint. It was the highest compliment from Jason. “You’re rubbing off on me. Now tell me what you want.”
“Do I want a five-day fling with you?” He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him. “Hell, yeah.”
Claire grabbed his jacket and pulled him against her. She didn’t care how eager she appeared. She had a chance to make love to Jason Strong and she wasn’t going to let it slip through her hands.
He gave her a hard, crushing kiss. “Did you really think I would say no?” he said against her mouth.
It had been a possibility. And his rejection would have hurt. It had taken all of her courage to suggest exploring their attraction.
Claire dragged him into her apartment and slammed the door shut behind her. He was already ripping off his jacket as she tossed her purse onto the floor.
Excitement sizzled through her blood as she watched him. A ruddy color streaked across his high cheekbones and his nostrils flared as he inhaled sharply. His light blue eyes glittered with lust.
She wasn’t going to believe this meant anything more than sex to him. Claire had to keep it light or she would cling on to every word and caress. “Now, where were we before we were interrupted?” she asked as she yanked his shirt free.
Jason splayed his hands over hers and held her still. “Not yet.”
Claire’s heart skipped a beat. Why was he stopping? Had he already changed his mind? Had she do something wrong?
He reached out and grasped the zipper on the front of her bandage dress. “I’ve been dreaming about doing this all evening,” he confessed. He slowly pulled the zipper, the metallic sound screeching in the silence.
Claire held her breath and watched Jason as he unzipped her dress. He was mesmerized as the dark red fabric parted and revealed her pink bra and a strip of her pale skin. Throbbing arousal coiled low and tight in her belly as he revealed her tiny panties.
Jason didn’t say anything as he spread his hands against her stomach. Her muscles bunched under his possessive touch. He skimmed his fingers along her curves and explored her body. Claire tilted her head back as pleasure rippled through her.
Claire’s knees went weak and her legs wobbled. She bit her lip as his fingertips brushed along her spine before dipping beneath the lace edge of her panties. The dress was suddenly unbearably hot and heavy. She shoved the dress off her shoulders and let it fall into a puddle at her feet.
She should feel shy standing before the man of her dreams in nothing but her bra, panties and high heels. But when he looked at her with wide eyes, she felt beautiful. She was filled with a sense of power as she watched the way his throat worked as he swallowed hard. Claire stepped forward and pressed her hand against his cock. It was long, thick and hard. Her core tightened with anticipation.
“Jason,” she said as she stroked him. “What I want you to do next...”
His gave a short huff of laughter. “I should have known you would have a plan,” he said softly as he undid the front closure of her bra.
Claire closed her eyes and shivered as he peeled the lingerie from her breasts and grazed his fingers across her nipples. “I think you will like this plan.”
Jason bent his head and curled the tip of his tongue along her breast. The desire grew sharp and insistent inside her. She grabbed the back of his head and twisted his hair between her fingers.
“Just let this unfold naturally,” he said before he bit her nipple playfully.
A shudder swept through her. Claire wanted more of that. She didn’t want Jason to hide his primitive side. She didn’t want him to be careful with her. She wanted to feel the passion and lust pounding through his veins. “My plan is for you to rip off my clothes and bend me over the sofa,” she confessed as a hectic blush swept across her chest. “Then you take me from behind.”