Chapter 2

2

For a moment or two, the world seemed to stop. Elena’s mind went blank as JT slanted his mouth over hers and deepened the kiss. For a long second, she couldn’t respond. It was as if her brain had gone on hiatus. She was so stunned.

Then, in one blinding instant, her hormones took over. Heat rushed over her as a painful craving filled her soul. With a moan, she wrapped her arms around him and leaned in closer. JT slipped his hands down to her ass and urged her closer to him. He was fully erect, straining against his jeans. Elena pressed closer. A primal groan erupted from his throat as he pulled back from the kiss. Worried that he might be trying to move away from her, she tried to follow him. Instead, he kissed his way down her neck.

Shivers of need raced over her flesh as he nipped at the delicate skin. Each time she felt his teeth scrape against her throat, it increased the bone deep longing she had for him. Everything in the world melted away. Elena couldn’t even think of anything to do. She shuddered as he kissed his way up to her ear and pulled her lobe between his teeth.

Lord have mercy.

JT pulled back, drawing in whole gulps of air. Suddenly, without a word, he grabbed her hand and dragged her behind him. She stumbled over her feet and almost fell down. If he hadn’t had a hold of her hand, she would have definitely made a fool out of herself.

“Hey,” she said, but he ignored her. He was apparently on a mission of some sort. He tugged her through the doorway then spun her around. With ease, he tumbled them both onto her bed.

She laughed as he bent his head to kiss her mouth. This time, she was ready, but she was still surprised by the rush of desire that enveloped the two of them. Elena wasn’t a virgin, but she felt like it. His tongue swept into her mouth and she sighed into the kiss. Slipping her hands up and over his shoulders, she molded her hands to the back of his head. With ease, she tangled her tongue against his, enjoying the way his body jerked at the first touch. He pulled her tongue into his mouth and sucked on it.

Damn.

He tore his mouth away from hers and scooted down the bed. With little finesse, JT shoved her shirt up then tugged it over her head. It was tossed somewhere on the floor beside her bed.

He unsnapped the front clasp of her bra and bent his head. Before she could draw in a breath, he had his mouth on her nipple, teasing it with his tongue and teeth. She slipped her fingers through his hair, and molded her hands to the back of his head again.

The need he had built was almost painful now. Every fiber of her being needed his touch. Every slide of his hand and his tongue pushed her desire to a higher level.

She arched against him, moaning as he grazed his teeth over the tip of her nipple before he kissed his way down her body. He unsnapped her jeans and then tugged them off her, throwing them behind him. She laughed and he stilled. The serious look on his face had her heart lodging somewhere in her throat. It took considerable effort to swallow and gain her voice.

“What?” she asked, even though she was afraid of the answer.

“I just…” He sighed.

Her worry escalated. If he backed out now, she just might die. No, first she would kill him, then she would die.

His mouth slowly curved and his eyes heated. “I love the way you sound when you laugh.”

She blinked as something shifted in her chest. Why did she feel like crying all of a sudden? Men didn’t try to romance her, and she avoided it most of the time. Romance meant attachment, and she had never really wanted that. Before now.

Dammit, why did he have to say such sweet things to her? It was going to be hard to deal with the memories without also remembering the things he said to her.

“Yeah?”

He nodded, then his smile turned into a grin. Her heart lodged in her throat, and she found it hard to catch her breath. Damn, he went from adorable to downright sexy in a split second.

“I like it as much as I liked hearing you moan my name.”

He kept his gaze locked with hers, as he slipped her panties down her legs. Settling back on top of her, he started to drive her insane. His hands and his mouth moved over her flesh, tempting her, overwhelming her. He slicked his tongue over one of her nipples, as he pinched and teased the other one.

She moved against him and moaned again. She couldn’t help it. The rough fabric of his jeans added another level of frustration to the need he was building inside of her. Her sex was damp, and he had barely touched her. She knew this was just the beginning of what would probably be the best sex of her life.

He chuckled as he kissed his way down her stomach. He grazed his teeth over her belly button and she looked down at him. He looked at her, his gaze locked on hers as he moved further down. Once he settled between her legs, he placed a kiss on each of her inner thighs before she felt his breath against her sex. He gave her little time to prepare before he set his mouth against her.

She gasped as he slid his tongue inside of her, then up over her clit. With each lick, he pushed her closer and closer to the edge of pleasure, but did not allow her to fall. She closed her eyes and moaned his name. Or something. She wasn’t sure what she was saying at the moment; because he was pushing every sensual button she seemed to have on her body. He slid a finger inside, as he teased the little bundle of nerves with his teeth. Over and over he tormented her with his mouth, his fingers, and his teeth. When she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, her orgasm washed over her, through her. Everything in the world faded away and gratification consumed her.

She was still in a haze as he slid off the bed and out of his clothes. Damn. JT wasn’t big and bulky. He was lean, sculpted, as if an artist had chiseled him out of stone.

Years ago, she remembered being struck dumb when she saw him in his swimming trunks. But the years had been kind to the very special agent Thomas. A spattering of hair covered his chest, thinning to a line that traveled all the way down his stomach, bisecting an amazing set of abs. His erection curved up against his abdomen.

By the time she could think straight again, he was already grabbing a condom and returning to the bed. Elena reached out, trying to wrap her hand around his cock, but he swatted it away.

“Hey,” she said, irritated that he was denying her.

JT shook his head and offered her a rueful smile. “No. I want to actually make it inside of you before I embarrass myself.”

Elena wanted to argue, but then, how could a woman be irritated with a man who said things like that? Add on the way her body was still on a high from the orgasm he just gave her, Elena couldn’t complain. He rolled the condom on and kneeled between her legs. He took her hips in his hands and, keeping his gaze locked with hers, he thrust into her. She was still sensitive from her orgasm, but she felt too damned good to care. Having him inside her felt right...and complete.

He rested his forehead against hers and started to move. He kept his gaze locked with her as he thrust in and out of her. Elena considered herself an experienced lover, but never in her life had a man overwhelmed her. It wasn’t just because she loved him…it was the way he made love to her. The heat in his eyes flushed through her blood. He was shaking with his need for release but he didn’t rush. Slowly, easily, he started to build her up to another orgasm. Every nerve ending in her body seemed to be lit on fire, ready to explode.

Elena wrapped her legs around his waist as he continued moving, his thrusts speeding up.

He bent down and kissed her, slipping his tongue between her lips. Whispering, he said, “Come with me, Elena. Be with me.”

She couldn’t resist the request. She arched against him as her orgasm rushed through her.

He moaned her name over and over, following her into oblivion. Long moments later, he collapsed on top of her. Elena wrapped her arms around him, hugging him close.

In that one moment, she knew she would never be the same again, but she couldn’t regret it. Not now. Not ever. Tasting heaven, even for one night, was worth a lifetime of heartache.