Hmm? Wild Thing? Its a fun place, one of the best in Sacramento. Id planned a little celebration, although it didnt turn out quite the way Id hoped. But I think youre the perfect celebratory present to myself.
Audra wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned further into his welcoming body. She brushed her lips over his, more a teasing temptation than a real kiss. Heated excitement swirled through her, making sensation spiral from her lips to the damp center between her legs. God, if he got her this turned on with barely a kiss, how would she feel when he put his hands on her? When he put his mouth on her body?
Desire was edged with impatience. She wanted to know. She had to know. She was sure Jesse would be a delicious lover. The kind that rated at least an eight on her O scale. Shed yet to find a perfect ten, but a solid eight could definitely be coached.
Backing off a little, she leaned her head back to see what hed do. How hed react.
Thats not much of a present, he commented.
Then he took her mouth. Took it in a way shed only dreamt of before. His hands, gentle yet firm, cupped her head and held her where he wanted. Just for his pleasure. He nibbled at the corners of her mouth softly. Then, as she was smiling at the sweetness of it, he plunged his tongue between her lips in a swift, powerful move.
She was so used to being the aggressor that for the first couple of seconds she remained passive out of surprise. Then, pleasure shooting through her like an arrow, she met his tongue with hers in a dance of sexual delight.
Audra clenched her thighs to intensify the sensation. More. She definitely wanted more from this man.
Wait, he breathed, breaking away from her mouth. We should get to know each other better. You know, talk or something.
I vote for or something.
Did you say you got stuck on an almost sort-of date with that dork because your friend threatened you? he asked, his words coming in a gasp as she pressed the beaded tips of her breasts against his chest. Doesnt sound like much of a club to me.
Theyre just worried about me.
Maybe they had reason to worry, too. Audra hadnt realized she wasnt much interested in meaningless sex and constant partying until tonights fiasco. After all, at twenty-five, she was damned hot, exciting and interesting, even if she didnt get as wild as she used to. Maybe a part of herdeep insideworried there wasnt any more to her than her bad girl persona. But as a rule, she tended to ignore that snarky worrying part. Even when snarky turned to screaming, as it had tonight.
You know how it is when you get in tight with friends, people whove known you, like, most of your life? They want you to stay in their tidy box, keep with their perception of you. Sometimes you have to pacify them with proof youre still a part of the gang, you know?
To distract them both, she pulled away a bit to run her hands up the delicious, hard expanse of his chest. Why are we wasting time talking about this? Lets move on to more exciting subjects. Like, say, how you look naked?
3
JESSE SWORE his heart stopped. All blood rushed from his head to hiswell, other head. Damn, hed never been as turned on or as unable to do anything about it as he was right this minute. Audra, with her promise of hot, sticky-sweet pleasure, was technically off-limits.
But her hands were doing incredible things to his body. Long, delicate fingers traced a path from his shoulders, over his nipples and down to his belt. Jesse wanted to say screw police procedure and guide those fingers lower. He breathed in the rich scent of her perfume and tried to remember she was still a suspect.
And after her comments, especially her confession of gang affiliation, Jesse knew she was Daveys crime ring connection. And it was his job to find out exactly how she fit into the organization and use it to break the case. He might prefer to do that job behind a computer, but there were definite benefits to this unfamiliar fieldwork. The temptation of Audras body pressed against his was proving to be an almost irresistible benefit.
So tonight was the first time youd met that guy? he asked. He seemed a little overwhelmed when he saw you.
Not that Jesse was surprised there. Davey was a dork, sure. But Audra was the kind of woman that would overwhelm any guy, present company included.
He was a bit freaked, I guess, Audra said distractedly. Her attention was focused on the soft, damp kisses she was scattering over his jaw and throat. Jesses eyes fluttered shut as his body, already turned on by their kiss and the feel of her pressed against him, went into overdrive when she reached the open collar of his shirt and trailed her tongue across his collarbone.
Why dont we take this inside, she suggested in that husky lisp.
Back in the club? Maybe that would be safer? Shed still be temptation in spiked heels, but at least hed have a crowd to remind him why taking those heels off to nibble on her toes was a bad idea.
In the car.
His eyes flew open. He looked at her. Huge doe eyes stared back at him. Her lips were damp, a sleek, succulent red and it was all he could do not to sink into their ripe promise. He tore his gaze from her mouth to glance at her compact silver car.
Thats a little cramped, dont you think?
Lets find out.
With that, she nudged him aside and tugged the passenger door of her toy-like convertible open.
I think this probably isnt such a good idea.
Audra tilted her head to the side and arched one perfect brow. No? I think its a great idea. I think maybe youre just a littlereserved. She pressed against him again until he felt the edge of the door frame against his calves. I think maybe youre not used to being seduced.
Is that what youre doing? Seducing me?
Had he ever been seduced? Jesse flipped through his mental database of his past encounters. Hed had his share of flings, a few deeper relationships and one lady hed been serious enough about to bring home to meet the family. He wouldnt call any of the women repressed, by any means. But, he realized, hed always been the aggressor. The go-to-it guy.
He couldnt remember ever being in the passive role of seducee. Most women hed been with were happy to let him lead. Hell, hed discovered getting a woman to even voice what turned her on was a major accomplishment. And Audra wanted to seduce him? Oh, yeah, baby.
Ill bet I can seduce you with words alone, she suggested softly.
Just words?
Just words. You, of course, are free to touch. I, though, wont use anything but my voice.
Jesse grinned. That sounded safe enough. Her touch, he was sure he couldnt resist. But words? Hell, words wouldnt be a problem for him.
Youre on, he said.
Have a seat, then. She gestured to the open door.
Jesse sat, swinging his long legs into the small car. He was enveloped in her scent, seeped as it was into the smooth leather seats and gunmetal interior. Giving him an excellent view of her smooth cleavage under the neckline of her top, Audra leaned down. Her face almost in his crotch, she reached between his legs. Jesses jeans grew tight and he caught his breath as anticipation hammered through him. What happened to just voice?
She turned her head, the parking lot lights making the magenta tips of her hair glow. She gave him a grin and he heard a click. Then the seat slid back. She rose with a wink and, leaning across him so her breasts were at eye level, she flicked off the interior light.
She turned her head, the parking lot lights making the magenta tips of her hair glow. She gave him a grin and he heard a click. Then the seat slid back. She rose with a wink and, leaning across him so her breasts were at eye level, she flicked off the interior light.
Just making sure youre comfortable, she said. Then with a twist, a little shimmy in that tight black leather dress, she sat on his lap so that her back was to the drivers seat and her deliciously long legs were resting on the open doors armrest.
The nearest light was a half dozen or so cars away, and the parking lot deserted, so they had the illusion of privacy. But it wasnt private, and the door was wide open. Maybe if Jesse repeated that to himself a few dozen times, he could find the strength to care.
The temptation of those legs, encased in silky black stockings, was too much for him. Reveling in the feel of her toned limbs, he slid his hand down her thigh.
Mmm, you have good hands. Ill bet you can work wonders with those fingers of yours. She laid her hand over his and guided it back up her thigh, just to the edge of the butter-soft leather hem. A hem that was inches, bare inches, from the promise of heaven between those glorious thighs. Id like to feel those hands on my body. You could start by unzipping my dress. All Id have to do is stand up and it would slide to the ground, leaving me in silky little bits of nothing.
Computers, he blurted.
Beg your pardon?
I work with computers. Thats how I keep my fingers limber. And how hed dulled his social skills. Damn, could he sound any more stupid? Maybe he could sweet-talk her with some HTML code next? Are you much into computers?
Maybe that was her link with crime ring? Although with Davey on board, they probably didnt need any hacking help, as the dork was second only to Jesse himself in computer expertise. Nah, she had to be the handoff.
Computers? I know about enough to turn one on.
Ill bet you do, he murmured.
I suppose that explains it, she mused.
He gave her a questioning look.
Under that hunky exterior, youve got a brainy thing going on.
Brainy? Dammit, why brainy? Not that he sucked at attracting women, but there was always that layer of intellectual connection. His family was dead set on reducing him to a brain, albeit a handy brain when they needed heavy furniture moved. His coworkers and captain in Cyber Crimes valued his brains, counted on them to break the hardest cases. But the last thing he wanted to be noted for when he had the sexiest women hed ever met in his lap was what was in his head. At least, not the one on his shoulders.
But, hunky? He knew it was immature, but his biceps clenched to support his hunk title. He could live with hunky.
Yeah, you have a look in your eyes that tells me you think things through. Which is good. That means youll think long and hard she paused for effect, then to punctuate her point, she wiggled her butt just a little about doing any job the best you can.
Well, yeah. I do take pride in doing my best.
Ill bet you do. Someone with that thoughtfulness, that attention to detail, youre sure to hit at least a seven, maybe even an eight, on the orgasm scale.
Orgasm scale? It was as if shed posted a challenge sign. His testosterone demanded he grab that gauntlet and prove his manhood. Whats the scale? One to eight?
Audra placed her fingers, just the tips, on the back of his hand and slid it under the edge of her skirt. Then she leaned close so he could feel her warm, sweet breath on his face. Ten, baby. The top of the scale is a ten.
Whats the criteria for placement on this scale of yours? He stifled a groan when he realized those luscious black hose covering her long legs stopped at the top of her thighs. He traced the rough, lacy band and told himself mewling pitifully would probably not rate high on her scale.
Visual stimulation is the first step, she explained, her husky lisp stimulating him more than most women could with a naked body and a can of whipped cream. A look across the room, the sexual energy that sparks between two people when their eyes meet.
He slid his index finger under the band of her stockings, imagining how itd feel to roll the silky fabric down her thighs, leaving her flesh bare for his lips.
Do you know how it is when you meet someones eyes, and your body responds sexually? For a man, you might get a little hard, might feel your muscles tighten. Me, I get damp. Damp is always a good sign in climbing the orgasm scale.
Ill admit, I did get hard when our eyes met, he said.
She smiled her approval, obviously delighted he was willing to play along.
Why dont you find out if I got damp?
Were a little past the meeting-of-the-eyes stage, he reminded her.
Then why dont you see if Im wet?
Jesse couldnt resist. He slid his fingers higher on her thigh, brushing the tips over the lacy fabric of her panties. He groaned aloud. Wet. Deliciously wet.
See, youre well on your way to an eight.
Im sure I can hit higher than an eight on that particular scale, he assured her fervently.
Babe, nobodys gotten higher than an eight. That fabled ten on the orgasm scale is a myth.
Then why not lower the scale?
Please, she insisted with a haughty look only a woman confident in her sexual worth could pull off. Why would I lower my standards?
Good point. Jesse grinned. It was a challenge he couldnt resist.
He leaned over and took her mouth with his.
And lost himself in the dark delight she offered. Pure sex, with that underlying sweet humor. She was his ultimate fantasy. When she sucked his tongue into her mouth, Jesse realized his fantasies were about to upgrade.
Audras fingers brushed his skin like little electric shocks as she slipped the buttons of his shirt free. He nudged the elastic band of her panties aside to delight in her wet folds. When she scraped her fingernail over his nipple, an intense wave of desire washed over him and all thought fled.
With his fingers between her legs, his tongue working her mouth, Jesse gave himself over to a single goal. Bringing her that orgasm.
Mmm, she moaned as he nibbled his way over the curves flowing out the top of her leather bodice. I am so glad you came into the club tonight.
Club. Davey. The case. Dammit. Jesse lifted his head and blinked, shocked for some reason to realize they were still in the parking lot. A freaking parking lot, for Gods sake. With a suspect of his case.
I cant, Jesse said with a quick breath.
With not only his virtue, but his ethics on the line, he pulled back and shifted Audra so she was curled in his arms. And more importantly, so she was angled so he couldnt put his hand back up her skirt.
Cant? Babe, youre hard enough to shoot for level nine if you tried. Believe me, I have faith you can.
Oh, God. Damned right he could. He was so hard, just the feel of her ass pressed against him was almost more pressure than he could stand. But he was pushing boundaries already. No way was he crossing that particular line.
No condom, he claimed in desperation. I dont have protection.
Is that all? Audra gave him a sultry smile that blurred those ethical lines again. She reached behind her for the tiny purse shed tossed on the drivers seat and did a quick finger rifle through it. Obviously not finding what she wanted, she upended the contents. Coming up empty, she frowned and gave a little shrug as she pulled open her wallet.