When he cupped her breast, she let out a soft cry, throwing her head back while he thumbed her nipple through the thin, cotton fabric of her bra.
She had begged him to touch her and, knowing that she wanted to take things slow, Simon understood just how far he could take things. Focusing on her pleasure was all that mattered. After all the obstacles she’d faced, he was going to take her of her needs. Show her how special she was to him.
His hands drifted down to the waistband of her shorts. “Can I take these off?”
A low moan escaped her throat and she leaned forward to look him directly in the eye. “Yes. You can.”
His fingers hooked into the waistband and slid her shorts down, tossing them to the floor. She was wearing pink panties, and as he let his fingers run along the slickness between her thighs he could already feel her arousal through the flimsy fabric.
Heather didn’t wait for him to ask permission to take her panties off. Yanking them down she let the pink fabric land on the floor, exposing her bare flesh to him.
He groaned at the sight of her glistening flesh. The desire to touch her was overwhelming.
Boldly, she reached for his hand again and guided it down to the place between her legs. She was slick and hot, her body quivering when his finger brushed against her sex.
She moaned his name and leaned back as he started exploring her with deft fingers.
Seeing her pleasure like this was driving him crazy with desire. Shoving aside his own lust, he forced himself to concentrate on Heather.
He pressed a finger into her wetness, stroking her slowly to give her a chance to get accustomed to having him inside her.
She clenched around him, her body jerking back in response. “More,” she whimpered.
Easing another finger into her he increased the pace of his strokes, loving the feel of her so hot and tight around him. Her hazel eyes fluttered closed and she exhaled a low, breathless moan.
When her body started trembling, he knew he had her right on the edge. He worked his fingers in and out of her, until he had her panting and arching her back as her climax wracked through her.
With a gasping sigh of pleasure, she lay down on the sofa as she sucked in deep gulps of air.
Simon pulled his hand away from her and she gazed up at him, her face flushed from her orgasm.
“You are amazing,” she said, her voice a shaky, breathless whisper.
He was desperate for his own release but seeing her in the glow of the pleasure he had given her was more than enough to satisfy his desires.
That glow made his heart swell. He had never actually pleasured a woman he had been deeply in love with. His mind was in a haze he never wanted to come out of. As much as he had wanted his own pleasure, making Heather feel good was enough to satisfy whatever urge he had. He loved her so much that he was ready to put her first no matter what.
Suddenly, she leaned against him, her soft body heating him. With the electricians coming forward, it looked like they were close to clearing Heather’s name. Which meant the path was clear.
As his heart swelled at having her so near, he promised that at the next opportunity he would tell Heather the truth. He would finally tell her that he loved her.
Chapter 15
So much for taking things slow. A blush crept up her cheeks as she put her clothes back on and got freshened up in the bathroom. She’d give anything to stay over at Simon’s apartment, but she needed to head back home. Now that she was armed with way more information about the hacking, she needed to get in touch with her lawyer.
She stepped out of the bathroom and walked back into the living room. “I think I’m going to head home.”
He got up from the sofa and sauntered up to her. As he approached her, butterflies fluttered in her stomach. He had just given her one of the best orgasms of her life right there on the sofa and she still craved him so intensely it was like an addiction.
“Thanks for coming over today,” he said in a low voice. “I like having you over.”
His deep, gravelly voice sent a delightful shiver through her.
“I like it, too.”
“Let me walk you downstairs,” he said.
With a nod, she followed him out the front door and let him lead her downstairs.
She got home as the sun was starting to set and she called her lawyer the minute she walked into the kitchen. Once the call was over, she knew that she probably wouldn’t get more information about the hacking over the weekend. Her investigation, like whatever time she could spend with Simon, was going to have to wait until Monday morning.