HOT BREATH created a steamy dampness on her neck, challenging the summer heat for dominanceâ¦Her nipples awakened to tingling life under the attention of his roaming handsâ¦She tightened her thighs, trapping his hips, a moan building in her throatâ¦
Heidi Joblowski arched her back against the cool sheets and slid her hands down to cup Jesseâs bottom, holding him close.
Chapter Oh, yesâ¦
He instantly stiffened against her, his body quaking.
Chapter Oh, no.
Chapter Not again. Not yet.
Heidi bit her bottom lip, praying that this wasnât it. That Jesse wasnât finished.
He collapsed against her.
The moan turned into a groan.
âMmm,â he hummed, kissing her neck several times and then kissing her mouth. âThat was good.You were good.â
Apparently she was too good. Heâd reached climax before she was even halfway up the ladder, leaving her hanging from the rungs with no hope of his helping her over. Because she knew that no matter what she said, what she did, he was done.
And she wasnât even close.
âWhat?â he said when she kissed him back with moderate enthusiasm. âOh, no. Did I do it again?â
Heidi took a deep breath, trying to unwind her coiled muscles. âWhen I said âquickie,â I didnât mean it in a literal sense. I meant âno foreplay necessary.â But an orgasm would have been nice.â
He chuckled into her hair. âIâm sorry, Heidi.â
She stretched her neck, figuring she could see to herself in the shower. After all, it was three oâclock on a busy Saturday afternoon in June and she certainly hadnât expected more. Had hoped for more, especially since theyâd spoken several times lately about Jesseâs habit of not waiting for her before diving over the orgasmic edge.
Of course, all it usually took for Jesse was a gentle blow in his ear and a squeeze of her thighs and he was a goner.
Therein lay the problem.
âItâs the place, I think,â he said, smoothing her hair back from her face. âItâs strange having sex in Professor Tannerâs place.â
âItâs not his place, itâs mine. At least for the summer while Iâm renting it from him.â
Well, she was actually house-sitting, as well. Watering Tannerâs plants, taking care of his garden, forwarding his mail to him while he was in Belgium for the next couple of months. A perfect set-up, really. She got the type of privacy with Jesse that she wanted and that they couldnât have at the apartment he shared with two friends, and all she had to do was take care of the house as if it were her own. Perfect.
Only it wasnât working as well as sheâd hoped.
Jesse turned on his dazzling megawatt grin. âDo you want to try again?â
Heidi quickly reached for another condom on the nightstand.
A knock at the front door thwarted her intentions.
Jesse kissed her. âIâll make it up to you, Hi. I promise.â
She languidly snaked her arms around his neck and tunneled her fingers into his thick, dark hair. âAt this rate, youâll oweme well into the next century,â she whispered.
His chuckle made her smile. âSo be it.â He kissed her deeply again before pushing off to jump into his jeans sans underwear. âI can come up with worse debts.â
So could she.
Heidi propped herself up on her elbows, watching Jesse Gilbredâs fine male form as he got dressed. His tousled hair dipped low over his brow. His slender, whipcord-taut muscles moved and rippled with his actions. His green eyes twinkled at her mischievously.
It was a sight of which sheâd never tire. Sheâd met Jesse when theyâd been little more than kids in high school and had remained smitten with him ever since. Heâd been the captain of the football team, sheâd been the quiet, studious girl from the wrong side of the tracks. Even when heâd left Fantasy, Michigan, to attend college in the east, theyâd maintained a long-distance relationship, with Jesse returning at least one weekend a month to see her. It had been a long two years, but when heâd graduated and come home for good to work in a managerial capacity at his fatherâs construction company, sheâd been there for him, just as she had for the past eight years.