“Okay,” she whispered back, as both of her arms came around his shoulders.

The skin beneath her ear was so soft that he couldn’t resist a little swipe of his tongue. He grinned when she shuddered and goose bumps appeared where he’d just tasted her. She was so easy to arouse, so responsive, that Brody had to do it again. He was rewarded with a gasp, then a moan from her. He replaced his tongue with his mouth, dropping kisses down the column of her throat. She tasted so good, like everything soft and feminine. It was a sensation he couldn’t get enough of, and he wanted to spend hours tasting her. When they’d made love before, he hadn’t taken the proper care with her. He’d been so hot to get himself inside her that any kind of seduction had lost its importance. No way would he take this moment for granted. He’d savor her in a way he should have the first time.

Brody was about to explore the other side of her neck when Elisa suddenly turned her head and fastened her mouth to his. The action took him off guard but was welcome. She had the sweetest mouth and an even sweeter tongue. He didn’t even have to coax her lips open. They opened of their own accord and he eagerly swept his tongue inside, swirling it sensually around hers. Her enthusiasm and stamina matched his, which made his dick swell even more than it already was. The muscle strained against his fly and practically had him seeing stars.

He’d missed her so much during the past few days that he couldn’t get enough of her, couldn’t get close enough. He wanted to consume her, wanted to imprint himself on her so that every time she moved, every time she breathed, she felt him.

Elisa moaned, driving his need to take her even more hard core. Her fingers tugged on the strands of his hair, until the pain of it mixed with the pleasure of kissing her.

He broke away from her mouth only long enough to give her a warning. “I’m going to make love to you now. I’m going to take you to your bed and bury myself so deeply inside you that you’ll be able to feel me every time you move.” His words earned him a whimper from her. “If you want to stop me, now’s the time to say something. Because once we start, I won’t be able to stop.”

She glanced up at him, all love and sensuality darkening her brown eyes. “I don’t want you to stop. I want you, Brody.”

That was all the invitation he needed. Scooping her up in his arms, he carried her down the narrow hallway and figured the one with the giant sleigh bed and the flowery comforter was hers. He didn’t bother closing the door and lay her down on the bed with great care. He toed off his shoes, pulled off his socks, and stretched out beside her.

“I’m sorry about my behavior the other day. You didn’t deserve that kind of treatment.”

She looked up into his eyes, the love she had for him unbelievably apparent. “You don’t need to apologize for that.”

“But I do—”

“Shut up, Brody,” she demanded, then pulled his head down until his mouth was fastened to hers.

Pure fire shot through him at the feel of her mouth against his. She consumed him and devoured him, getting inside his skin and his head. Right then, there was nothing else. No arguments with Kelly, no stress from work. Only Elisa. Only her intoxicating scent and the way she made him come alive like no other woman had.

Their tongues slid along each other in an erotic and tantalizing dance that had his dick pushing even harder against his pants. Her spectacular breasts smashed against his chest. They were plump and soft and he wanted to get his hands on them ASAP.

Elisa groaned her frustration when he lifted his mouth off hers.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere,” he assured her, while finding the hem of her shirt with his hand. His fingers found the creamy flesh beneath the fabric covering her stomach. Elisa was the type of woman who was born to walk around naked. A slim waist, curvy hips, and mouthwatering breasts weren’t meant to be covered with clothing. If he could, he’d have her naked all the time.

His fingers trailed up her stomach, dragging the shirt with them until the garment was bunched under her arms.

Holy shit!

Her bra was fire-engine red, cradling those sweet plump breasts, the swells of them barely contained. Unable to hold himself back, Brody dipped down and skimmed his tongue just above the edge of her bra. His action was rewarded by a startled gasp, followed by one of her throaty moans. Her back arched off the bed, effectively pressing her breast closer to his mouth. Then he yanked the shirt over her head, tossed it somewhere in the room, and unhooked her bra. He wasted no time returning to his task of torturing her with his mouth. Only now her nipples were free for him to do as he pleased. They were beaded tight from his appraisal, like little strawberries, only a much deeper red, the color of wine.

He savored them with his mouth, dragging his tongue around one, then the other, in slow circles. Elisa groaned and said his name in a desperate plea, as though she couldn’t handle any more and wanted him to show mercy on her. After all the waiting since the last time they’d been together, Brody wasn’t about to stop, nor was he going to go easy on her—unless she asked him to.

Her breath was rapid and uneven and her legs thrashed around his on the bed. He lifted his head and pinned her with a look. “Do you want me to stop?”

“Don’t you dare stop.”

With that demand, she tugged the hem of his shirt out of his pants and whipped it over his head with jerky movements. Her hands skimmed with urgency over his shoulders, then down his chest, stopping at the buckle of his pants. He gazed down at her and watched as her teeth stabbed into that full lower lip, while her fingers quickly undid the silver buckle. A sharp jolt of hunger burst through him when her hand came in contact with his belly, brushing against his skin as she worked the pants over his hips. After a bit of struggling on her part, Elisa finally got his pants down, and Brody assisted by kicking them away. They fell somewhere on the floor.

He wanted to be completely naked with her, so Brody made quick work of Elisa’s pants and underwear, easing them down those long legs of hers. He wanted to feel those babies wrapped around his hips.

“I can’t get enough of you.” He practically growled the words out while drinking in the sight of her. All smooth, olive skin and lean limbs, she oozed sexuality and femininity that made his mouth water and hormones go into hyperdrive.

They were finally both blissfully naked. After days of thinking about her, dreaming about being inside her again, he could once again feel her skin to skin. No barriers, nothing left to his imagination. They had all afternoon, and Brody intended to enjoy her.

He settled down between her legs, allowing the weight of him to press her into the mattress. Plus he wanted her to feel his erection. He needed her to know what she did to him, exactly how she affected him. She sucked in a breath when he pressed himself against her, just a gentle rub to get her juices flowing, which he guessed they already were.

“Oh, Brody,” she moaned. “I’ve really missed you.”

“You have no idea how much you consume my thoughts. I’ve been thinking about doing this for days.” And he dropped his mouth to her breast again, giving it more attention than before. He took her whole nipple in his mouth, gently suckling it until the nub was diamond hard. Elisa’s fingers threaded through his hair, tugging on the strands while holding his head to her breast.

After giving the mounds ample attention, Brody dropped kisses down her torso. When he came to her belly button, he dipped his tongue into the little crevice. The muscles beneath her stomach contracted and her hands flexed in his hair. Farther south he went, pressing kisses and skimming his hands anywhere he could get them.

Yes, this was it. Being able to get to the very core of Elisa, kissing her and tasting her was what he’d been waiting for. Last time, he hadn’t taken the opportunity to explore her this thoroughly. Now she was his. Lying like a goddess on her girly comforter, she was all his.

Brody nudged her thighs wider apart, so his shoulders could fit in between them. He glanced up to find her watching him: those big, deep brown eyes gazing back at him with unadulterated passion. With a grin, he placed a light kiss on her inner thigh. Her gasp pleased him, filled him with male satisfaction. He’d just moved higher, almost to the sweet spot, when his cell phone rang.

Elisa lifted her head off the pillow and glanced to the floor, where his phone was tucked in the pocket of his pants. Brody had no intention of answering the thing. Not when he was moments away from experiencing the most delectable woman on Earth. He placed another kiss on her thigh when she stopped him.

“Brody, wait. Shouldn’t you get that?” Her voice was deeper and huskier than usual.

He didn’t move from his position in between her thighs. “Are you insane?”

A shadow of uncertainty crossed into her eyes. “What if it’s Tyler?”

He forced his brain to function normally, and he glanced at the clock. Tyler would just be getting out of school, so he could be calling.

Shit.

Here he was bare-ass naked, seconds away from losing himself in Elisa’s tight body, and he had to take a damn phone call. But he would never ignore his son for anyone or anything. Elisa and her tight body would have to wait.

He reluctantly dragged himself off the bed, fumbled around for the cursed phone, and answered it.

“Hello,” he answered with a sharp tone.

“Brody, we really need to talk,” his ex-wife announced in a no-nonsense tone, as though she expected him to say “yes, ma’am,” like some fucking kid.