Free Wicked Garden by Lorelei James Page A

with you too. Let me lock up.”
    “While you’re locking up, I think we should look for Thomas. I thought I saw him in the gym.”
    “That little sneak. He knows he’s not supposed to be here this late. I’ll check his usual hiding spots and meet you at my house.”
    “Do you need help?”
    “No. Actually it’d be better if you left. He might stay hidden if he sees you.”
    “Be careful.”

Chapter Ten
    Eden didn’t find Thomas, but she’d managed to get filthy while looking. She jumped in the shower and didn’t bother getting dressed afterward. No sense pretending they wouldn’t be naked together within minutes anyway.
    Carnal images of red-hot pleasure ran through her head, heating her blood so the cool water practically sizzled on her naked skin. She imagined the prickle of Billy’s beard rubbing between her thighs. His rough fingertips trailing over every dip and swell of her body. His clever mouth doing all sorts of clever things.
    Stop. If her thoughts traveled that route, she’d melt into a puddle right there on the bath mat. She tightened the belt on her robe and ventured downstairs. Billy was gazing out the living room window.
    “Nice neighborhood.”
    “Thanks.”
    “This is a great house. How long have you lived here?”
    Eden pressed her face into the middle of his back, wrapping her arms low on his hips. She inhaled. Mmm. The scent drifting from him ought to be classified as dangerous because it certainly made her reckless. “Did you really come over so we could talk about real estate?”
    “No.”
    “The romp this afternoon wasn’t enough?”
    “If I say no will you think I’m a sex fiend?”
    She laughed. “No. I’ll chalk it up to ten years of wondering how it’d be between us becoming reality. We’d be stupid not to explore every down and dirty sexy fantasy we denied ourselves now that we have the chance.”
    His back snapped straight. “That’s what it boils down to? This is just about sex?”
    “For tonight it is.” She grabbed his shoulders from behind, pulling him down so her teeth could nip his earlobe. “I want you.”
    Billy faced her. “Eden—”
    “Let me have you.” She smoothed her hands up the crisp navy cotton of his shirt. “It’s a damn shame I haven’t taken my time undressing you.”
    “We have all the time in the world. Let’s take it upstairs.”
    “No. Here.” She closed the blinds. By the time Eden’s fingers reached the last pearly button near his groin, she saw Billy was having difficulty breathing. She slowly parted the halves of the shirt, gliding her soft hands over the breadth of his chest. So solid. So rough and silky at the same time.
    Her lips followed the path her fingers started. She slipped the shirt off his shoulders, down his muscular biceps and forearms until it fluttered to the floor. “You don’t spend all your time behind a desk.” She seeped her senses in his scent, laundry soap, a hint of aftershave and the dark manly musk of his skin. Her tongue flicked the flat coppery disk of his nipple.
    Billy groaned.
    So she did it again. And again. Sucking both sides. Worrying the nubs with her teeth.
    His groan was louder. Primal.
    She skimmed her fingertips from his Adam’s apple to his navel, loving how his belly muscles undulated beneath her touch.
    “Eden. Baby.”
    “Ssh. No talking.” Eden kissed his stomach. She dipped her tongue into his belly button and drew big, wet circles progressively lower. She licked the faint line of blond hair pointing to her target.
    “This looks promising.” She unbuttoned his pants to reveal the ultimate precision engineering tool.
    Oh yeah. Eden knew just how to fine-tune this bad boy. She didn’t tease. She sucked his cock into the wet heat of her mouth until the plump tip poked the back of her throat.
    “Jesus.” He latched onto her head and threaded his hands through her hair.
    “Mmm,” was all she managed, lost in the slick sensation of velvety male hardness sliding across her