by Cassi Carver
When his lips finally touched hers, she almost keeled over. His mouth was gentle, a featherlight brush against her trembling lips. His fingers traced the line of her jaw as he moved his mouth over hers again, firmer this time.
“C’mon, sugar, let me in.” The tip of his tongue skimmed the seam of her lips, coaxing, teasing.
When Mia parted her lips, that wicked tongue slid inside without delay. Her core clenched the second their tongues met, a painful squeeze of lust that pulsed in her clit.
Oh my God.
She was turned on. She was insanely turned on.
“Oh, Mia, you taste like heaven,” he rasped, pulling back slightly.
Her eyes were wide as she looked at him, her heart pounding even harder when she glimpsed the raw desire burning in his whiskey eyes. His handsome features were taut with passion, and she could see his pulse hammering in the hollow of his throat. He wanted her. There was no denying it.
And there was no denying that she wanted him just as bad.
With a husky growl, he dipped his head and captured her mouth, driving the kiss deeper this time, taking it to a whole new level. His tongue teased her senseless, and when he nipped at her lower lip with his teeth, a soft moan slipped out and echoed in the night air.
“You okay?” he murmured.
She couldn’t answer. The force of arousal had tightened her throat, making it impossible to speak.
He chuckled quietly, and then his mouth found hers again. One warm hand tangled in her hair, angling her head so that she was at the mercy of his mind-blowing kisses, while his other hand glided down her body, snuck beneath her dress, and settled directly over her damp bikini panties.
Mia whimpered and tried to break away. “Someone might see us,” she hissed out.
“No one can see us, sugar. We’re completely hidden from view.”
Another moan left her throat when he rubbed her sex with the heel of his hand.
“Ah, look at how wet you are,” he muttered as his lips teased her neck once more. “Your panties are soaked.”
Embarrassment scorched her cheeks. He was right. She was drenched.
“You’re blushin’.”
His teasing voice only made her blush harder.
“Don’t be embarrassed, Mia. You’re turned on. That’s perfectly acceptable.” His tongue circled her earlobe. “In fact, baby doll, that was exactly the response I wanted from you.”
Sugar. Darlin’. Baby doll. The man certainly had a silver tongue.
Oh God, his tongue. It was in her mouth again.
And his hand… Rubbing, stroking, driving her crazy.
Mia’s legs started shaking. She’d never felt this way before. Every square inch of her body throbbed relentlessly, and either she was imagining it, or those were the first ripples of orgasm tingling in her core.
“You like that, don’t cha?”
Jackson’s thumb grazed her clit over her panties, his warm breath fanning over her lips.
When she moaned, he laughed seductively. “Ah, you do like it.”
His thumb brushed her swollen bud again and she jerked.
“So is it safe to say that I’ve succeeded in—”
The orgasm came without warning, surging through her in a fiery rush.
Biting her lip to stop herself from crying out, Mia buried her face in Jackson’s chest and rocked into his hand as waves of pleasure consumed her body. She fisted the front of his T-shirt, holding on tight, stunned by what was happening.
He seemed equally stunned when he finally withdrew his hand, which was no doubt covered in the moisture that had seeped through her panties. He gently tugged her by the hair and forced her to look at him.
“Sweet Jesus, did you just come?”
Mia managed a nod.
His brown eyes gleamed with pure male satisfaction just for a moment, and then his expression turned sheepish. “Shit, Mia. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen. I didn’t think I was applying enough pressure on your lady bits—I was purposely trying not to.”
She choked out a laugh. “My lady bits?”
He cast that little-boy grin that made her pulse race. “Yes, your lady bits. A gentleman can’t say the word pussy on the first date, sugar.”
Another strangled laugh popped out. “You just said it!”
“That didn’t count.” He swept his gaze over her face. “Are you mad at me?”
“Are you seriously asking me if I’m mad that you gave me an orgasm?”
“It was only supposed to be a kiss,” he said gruffly. “I crossed the line. I’m sorry.”
Mia gaped at him. Who was this man? He’d just made her come apart in the parking lot of the restaurant. He’d barely touched her and she’d exploded like a Fourth of July firecracker, and now he was apologizing for it?
“It’s okay. I forgive you.”
Obviously he hadn’t picked up on the sarcasm because he beamed at her as if she’d just told him he’d won the lottery. “You do?”
“Jesus. Yes. Oh my God, Jackson, you really are nuts.”
“Good nuts or bad nuts?”
“There’s no such thing as good nuts!”
Smirking, he lowered his hand and cupped his groin. “Sure there is, darlin’.”
Sheer exasperation had her fighting another wave of laughter. God, this man was one of a kind. And damned if her pussy didn’t clench again the second he touched himself like that.
“So…” His hand left his crotch, his long fingers hooking in his belt loops. “When can I see you again?”
If You Want Me
Cassi Carver
Revenge wasn’t supposed to be this sweet…
The Ashford Legacy, Book 2
Sara Castillo has sworn never to get sucked into the world of the rich and famous, not after billionaire Benjamin Swayne broke her heart and left her carrying the burden of their shared secret.
Now Sara has a successful career working with her dear friend, Kyle Ashford, and her life runs like a well-oiled machine—until Kyle chooses Ben as his best man. No way will Sara let the renowned bad boy turn Kyle’s bachelor party into a front-page fiasco. She’s going to plan the party herself…even if she has to blackmail Ben into agreeing.
Ben isn’t thrilled about working with a woman who’d like to shank him and dump his body in a roadside ditch. But he’s willing to let Sara meddle, if only to teach her a lesson. And if the sight and scent of his old flame still makes his head swim…well, tough.
After Kyle’s party is wrapped up, Ben may finally be able to put Sara in the past. That is, if their time together doesn’t convince them they have a future.
Warning: This book contains a woman who likes being in control, a billionaire who likes to make her lose it, and enough sex toys to satisfy an army.
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If You Want Me
Copyright © 2014 by Cassi Carver
ISBN: 978-1-61922-044-7
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Table of Contents
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
/> Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
About the Author
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