Brody couldn’t bring himself to protest when Elisa pushed his pants down and let them drop at his feet. He quickly shoved them aside.

“Elisa,” he said when she hooked her fingers into the elastic band of his boxers.

She dragged them down his legs. “I want to,” she replied.

“But I’m naked and you still have clothes on.”

The boxers landed on the floor. “I’m sure you’ll take care of that. In a minute,” she added. She sucked in a breath when her attention refocused on his lower abdomen.

His penis stuck straight out, pointing directly at her. He’d grown so hard from her kisses that it was actually painful, and his balls ached. She stared at him in wonder for a moment, as though she didn’t have the slightest clue what to do next. Or maybe she was savoring the sight of him, judging by the hunger flashing in her eyes. She licked her lips, then wrapped her hand around his girth, giving him a gentle squeeze. If he hadn’t been so determined to get inside her, he would have come right then and there, just from her touch. It was electric and just about the best damn thing he’d felt in a long time. Her hands applied just the right amount of pressure, gliding from the base all the way to the tip. He had to grab her shoulder to keep from dropping to his knees. And just when he thought she couldn’t torture him anymore, her mouth cocooned around him.

“Oh, hell,” he rasped out when her teeth lightly scraped the tip of his penis.

Women had done this to him before. But none of them had performed with such passion and enthusiasm as Elisa. Her main focus was to rock his world and show him what a giver she really was.

Her mouth continued to work its magic, gliding up and down his length with a silky slowness that had his eyes rolling back into his head. He threaded his hands through her soft hair, allowing the strands to sift through his fingers, like pieces of satin. She really did have the softest hair, and it always smelled so good. The scent reminded him of the wildflowers that used to grow in his mother’s flower bed.

Her pace grew more insistent and his hand tightened on the back of her skull. He’d never had this much pleasure in a woman’s mouth before, never known a woman to take such time making him feel good.

She groaned, and he almost shot off into her mouth.

“Elisa, stop.” He gently nudged her away from him and gritted his teeth together at the loss of contact. “I’d rather come inside you.”

She licked those sweet, plump lips and waited for him to make the next move. He shoved his boxers aside and lay her back onto the couch, pushing her into the soft cushions. His body was wired so tight from the pleasure she’d given him, it took every ounce of restraint he had not to rip her clothes off and shove himself inside her with the force of a jackhammer. She deserved some finesse and seduction. She deserved the same care and attention she had showed him. Even if it killed him, he’d take his time with her.

Elisa cupped his face with both her hands and brought his mouth down to hers. Her tongue tangled around his in an erotic and mind-blowing dance. Who knew Ms. Cardoso had this much fire and hunger inside her? The wanton woman beneath him was nothing like the woman he’d met a few weeks ago.

Her tongue slid languidly along his, and Brody had grown tired of feeling the clothing between them. Without breaking contact with her mouth, he leaned on one elbow and used his other hand to shove her pants over her hips. How he managed to get them all the way off with one hand, Brody had no clue. Elisa helped by wiggling the garment off her feet, where they eventually fell to the floor. Her legs, endlessly long and smooth as baby’s bare ass, immediately wound around his hips. The move brought her pelvis closer to his. Unfortunately she was still covered by a pair of cotton underwear.

He continued kissing her while trying to slip the panties down her legs. The kisses were too explosive and sexy for either one of them to break contact, but Brody wasn’t having much luck getting the things off with one hand. And he needed her bare flesh against his now.

Elisa groaned in disappointment when Brody lifted his mouth off hers.

“There’s only so much I can do with one hand,” he explained.

“Here, let me,” she said, and hooked her hands into the elastic and yanked the underwear down. They disappeared to the floor, then she lifted her shirt over her head and tossed that aside as well.

“Hey, you just took all the fun out of undressing you.” Despite that, his gaze ran down her body. Except for the baby pink, polka-dotted bra covering the ripest and most spectacular breasts he’d ever laid eyes on, she was finally and gloriously naked. The cups of her bra barely covered two dark pink nipples, nipples he’d been aching to clamp his mouth over and drive her to insanity.

He just barely grazed the tip of his finger over the swell of her breast. “You know that picture of you over there, in the swimsuit?” When she nodded he said, “I want to put that on you, so I can strip it off with my teeth.” He peeled one bra strap over her shoulder and dropped a kiss on the bare flesh there. “And then I’d do this,” he whispered, and left a trail of kisses from her shoulder to her breast. Using his index finger, he pulled the cup of the bra aside so he could worship the plump mound. He fixed his mouth over her nipple and sucked on it until Elisa was practically hyperventilating. Her fingers threaded through his hair and held his head steady as he swirled his tongue in rapid circles. She squirmed beneath him, grinding her pelvis into his. His dick was so hard it felt like tempered steel, and her gyrating motions only made his hard-on more painful. But he had to make this last. He refused to take her like an animal only wanting to satisfy a need. Damn if she didn’t threaten to blow all his good intentions to hell.

He wound one hand behind her back and unsnapped her bra with two fingers. His mouth remained fixed to her nipple as he whipped the thing away from her and flung it across the room. Finally, after eons of waiting, there were no barriers between them—only their hot skin. Brody lifted his mouth from Elisa’s breast and stared down at her.

“God damn, your body is downright sinful.” She was long and lean with full breasts and a narrow waist. His dick throbbed right above the entrance to her body, and once again Elisa hooked her legs over his hips. She cradled him in those mouthwatering limbs of hers and lifted her pelvis to his. The two of them were matched up so perfectly that he managed to slip inside her with little effort. Her slick heat surrounded him and fogged his brain in a sexual haze. If someone asked him to recite the alphabet right now, they’d be shit out of luck.

Elisa’s eyes drifted shut when he flexed his hips and penetrated her fully. A bead of sweat trickled down his temple as he held himself still. He wanted to feel her satin softness cradling him for one blissful moment before spiraling them both out of control. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and glided down his back. She dug her nails into his ass cheeks, trying to urge him on.

He buried his face in her neck. “Just hold still a minute.” Sweet Lord, she felt so damn good underneath him. He almost passed out from the sheer ecstasy of her muscles clamping around him like a velvety vise.

“Brody, you’re killing me,” she whispered, and tried again to urge him on with her hands on his ass.

The woman was impatient. After holding himself still for as long as he could, he started the slow slide of retreat. Elisa moaned and clenched her inner muscles around him. A startling thought occurred to him after he felt every ripple of her inner wall. He pushed himself onto one elbow and glanced down to where they joined. How could he have been so forgetful?

“What’s wrong?” she asked when he’d stopped and gone completely rigid.

He blinked and lifted his gaze to hers. “I’m not wearing a condom.”

Relief washed over her beautiful features. “It’s okay, I take birth control.”

For one brief moment, Brody seriously thought about abandoning his rule and staying inside her. Nothing else would give him more pleasure than to be able to feel her, skin to skin.

He shook his head and pulled all the way out. “I’m sorry, but I can’t take a chance.”

“Brody,” she protested when he left her side.

“I have a spare condom in my wallet.” And thank goodness he did, otherwise he’d have to go against his own code of conduct. Strangely enough, Elisa had been the first woman in a long time to make him consider such a thing.

With shaky, sweaty hands, he yanked the protection out of his wallet and fumbled with the wrapper. “Dammit,” he cursed when his fingers kept slipping over the packaging with no success.

“Give it to me,” she whispered.

He gladly handed the thing over and settled himself on top of her. Elisa made fast work of the wrapper and gave the rolled-up piece of rubber back to him.

“On second thought, let me.” She snagged the condom from him. “I don’t think you’re in the right frame of mind right now.”

“Can you blame me?”

The corners of her mouth turned up in a devilish grin as she reached between the two of them and found his achingly hard dick.

“Jesus.” He groaned when her fingers brushed along his length. She managed to fit the latex around him, rolling it all the way down to the very base. It was a damn tight squeeze; it was as if he’d swelled even more in the past few minutes.

“You’re barely hanging on, aren’t you?” she teased, then gave him a hard squeeze.

“Quit that,” he warned.

“But I’m having fun. And you like it.”