Free Dreams of Seduction by N. J. Walters Page B

his mouth against hers.
    Molten pleasure erupted, spreading from her lips to every cell of her body. Oh, she’d imagined this, fantasized about it, even dreamed it, but nothing compared to the reality of Jed’s kiss.
    His lips were soft yet firm as they moved over hers. Leisurely, he nibbled and tasted her top lip and then the bottom one. Her mouth parted on a sigh and he slid his tongue just barely inside before retreating.
    Maggie gave a cry of disappointment and lifted up on her toes, wanting to get closer. He tasted like fresh mint and man, hot and inviting. Not waiting for him this time, she slipped her tongue past his lips and into the waiting cavern. His tongue stroked hers, enticing it to play.
    His large hands cupped the back of her head, holding her in place for his kiss. He tilted it to the side, deepening the caress. Maggie grabbed his shoulders for support, digging her nails into the fine wool fabric of his sports coat. This was unlike anything she’d ever experienced in her life.
    Jed tore his mouth from hers, his breathing harsh. She leaned closer, her hips canting inward, and felt the telltale bulge at the front of his jeans. He was as aroused as she was.
    He rested his forehead against hers and his hands slid down to cup her neck. “Maggie.” He kissed her nose, her cheeks, her jawline. “My sweet, Maggie.”
    He leaned away from her, pushing their lower halves closer together. Her mound was snug against his erection. It took every ounce of willpower she had not to rub herself against him.
    He groaned and cupped her hips, holding her steady. “If you don’t want this, say so now.”
    She knew what he was telling her. If this continued, they’d end up making love and the hell with supper. Was this what she wanted?
    Yes!
    Her body and soul both knew that Jed was what she wanted. Whether this was the result of magick or pure chance, she no longer cared. Her concerns melted beneath his serious gaze. No matter what happened after tonight, she wanted this man, right here, right now.
    He started to pull away, but she grabbed him by the waist, holding him to her. “I want this.” Her voice was a low, sultry whisper.
    His eyes narrowed, but he stopped trying to move away from her. “Are you sure?”
    She smiled at him. “Absolutely.”

    Chapter Seven
    Jed stared down at the siren’s smile on Maggie’s face. His cock was as hard as a rock and had been since the moment Maggie had opened the front door. The silky blouse she was wearing skimmed over her breasts like a second skin and her jeans accentuated the curve of her hips. She might as well have answered the door naked. The effect on his body would have been the same.
    She tasted so damned sweet, like the wine she’d sipped, mixed with her natural flavor—honey and a touch of spice. He’d never wanted a woman more. Even though he’d had her in his dreams, nothing compared to the reality of the moment. With the soft weight of her breasts pillowed against his chest and the warmth of her mound pressed against his crotch, he was as close to heaven as he’d ever been.
    Dinner was forgotten as other hungers sprang to life. Lifting his hand, Jed cupped the side of her face.
    She turned her head and pressed a kiss in the center of his palm. The tiny caress made his balls clench.
    He gripped her by the hips, turned her and walked her backward until she hit the countertop. Her eyes widened slightly, but she didn’t protest the move. If anything she seemed curious as to what he was going to do next.
    Touching her cheeks with his fingers, he let them slide over her soft skin, and down the curve of her neck. “You are so damned soft.” He could spend hours exploring every inch of her skin. And he promised himself that he would. Just not now. With his cock throbbing like a toothache, he knew he didn’t have the luxury of time.
    He followed the line of her collar as it dipped low, inserting a finger into her cleavage. Her skin was even warmer here. Almost