“No, you don’t,” he said, gently rubbing her back.

“I really do.”

“Then why are you naked on my lap?” he asked, continuing to rub her back and moving down to her bottom.

God, she had a great ass. It was so firm, yet soft, he mused as he ran his hand up towards her back, deciding that it would be for the best if he didn’t torture himself.

“Because you won’t let me leave!” she snapped, but he’d noticed the way she’d settled down, seeming to relax beneath his touch.

“And the naked part?” he murmured, watching his hand glide over her back and bottom.

“It’s hot in here,” she muttered.

“The air conditioner is on,” he pointed out, smiling when she let out a long-suffering sigh.

“It doesn’t feel like it.”

“Are you tired?” he asked casually, hoping that she would finally agree to go to bed so that he could slip back into the bathroom and take himself in hand before he exploded.

“No, I want to go swimming,” she said with a pout.

“We’re not going swimming.”

“I hate you.”

“Are we back to that?”

“We never left!”

*-*-*-*

7 A.M.

“Ummm, why are you lying on top of me?”

He didn’t bother opening his eyes or even lifting his head from where it had been resting for the last four hours as he asked, “Are you still out of it?”

“I don’t think so,” she said hesitantly as she sat up, causing her stomach muscles to tighten beneath his head.

“Thank God,” he murmured, turning his head and pressing a kiss against her stomach, forcing himself to ignore the one place that his mouth had been watering to go all night.

Jaw clenched tightly, he averted his eyes as he climbed off Jodi and headed for the bathroom. He was trembling, he realized as he hurried across the room and closed the door behind him. He wanted her so much.

He wanted to crawl back into that bed, pull her into his arms, kiss her, run his hands all over her, kiss every inch of her body, slide his fingers deep inside her, suck and lick her beautiful bubblegum colored nipples before he moved his mouth down between her legs and licked her out until she was begging for his cock, until they both thought they would die if he didn’t fuck her.

God, he didn’t know how much longer he could do this. How much longer he could keep himself from touching her, from pulling her beneath him and sliding deep inside her as he lost himself to her.

But, he wasn’t going to let his cock fuck up his game plan. Not if it meant losing her.

Chapter 21

Two months later………

“We have to stop,” Jodi groaned softly against his lips, but she didn’t loosen her death grip on his shoulders or stop grinding down on him. No, instead she widened her legs, desperate to get closer.

“We’re taking it slow,” Danny ground out, one hand beneath her shirt, caressing her bare breast while his other hand shoved its way down the back of her pants, snaked beneath her panties and cupped her ass.

“We are taking it slow,” she reminded him, grinding as hard as she could against the large bulge in his pants that had been driving her out of her mind for the past month.

They were taking things very slowly, indeed. For the first month they’d kept it to short kisses stolen during their dates and even longer kisses goodnight. At some point in the last four weeks she’d found herself climbing onto his lap, grinding down on him and….enjoying it.

It had surprised her just how much she’d enjoyed it. She liked everything about him, from the way that his hand felt wrapped around hers, the way his lips felt against her skin, the way his hands moved over her, the way he held her, the way he made her heart race and made her gasp. Over the past two months he’d surprised and amazed her. He treated her like she was the most precious thing in the world to him.

He took her out on romantic dates, which usually ended in disaster, but left her smiling each and every time. He’d taken her on a romantic dinner cruise, taught her how to play laser tag, took her to play paintball in the woods, taught her to play basketball, taken her to a concert, picnics, cooked her dinner, surprised her at her temporary office at City Hall most days with lunch, and just made her smile. It didn’t matter if he was burning dinner or accidentally setting his apartment on fire when he tried to surprise her with a candlelit dinner, he just had a way about him that made her smile.

Danny still irritated her from time to time, but now he apologized before she got a chance to come up with another way to get rid of the body. When he pissed her off, and he still did that frequently, he brought her flowers, chocolate and a pint of Ben and Jerry’s to make up for it along with a sincere apology and a promise to try to stop being an asshole.

“Jodi,” he groaned loudly, making her smile because he only called her by her first name when he was nearing the point of no return. The point where he came close to saying the hell with it and forgetting his plans to take this slowly.

“We should stop,” she said, panting as she pulled back only to moan as he followed the move with his mouth and began licking and suckling her neck. She laid back against the steering wheel, pulled her legs up until they were bent and she’d shifted until her bottom was rubbing against the hard bulge in Danny’s pants. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and groaned as he moved his hands to her hips.

“You feel so fucking good,” he groaned against her neck as he tightened his grip on her hip and moved her, shifting her back and forth across his lap.