Hard as Stone (Passion in Paradise: The Men of the McKinnnon Sisters) (29 page)

Harmony watched as
his tanned hand reached past her for one of the bottles on the ledge in front
of her.  Twisting her neck when she felt his lips settle in the hollow between
her throat and collar bone, she moaned when his fingers slipped into her wet
hair and began massaging her scalp.  “Mmmm,” she hummed appreciatively as he
worked the shampoo through her hair, “I think you missed your callin’, Jake,”
she reported with a sigh.  “If that security gig you’ve got going on ever
fails, you’ve definitely got a future at a hair salon.”

Chuckling against
her moist flesh, Jake slipped his hand back to her arms and gently turned her
to face him.  “I’ll keep that in mind, baby.  Now, tilt your head back and let’s
rinse this soap off you,” he ordered, using his fingers to put gentle pressure
on her neck and force her head back under the warm water.

“Wow,” Harmony
breathed as Jake’s hands moved to slide over her breasts, cupping the twin
mounds in his palms and torturing her already stiff nipples with his thumbs. 
“I think I like the way you take care of me, honey,” she moaned as one of those
hands trailed down her wet stomach to slide into the slick folds between her
thighs.  “I could definitely grow accustomed to the Jacob Stone spa treatment
experience,” she admitted shakily as his thumb found the slick button that controlled
her pleasure and circled it slowly.

“Good thing since I
love this gorgeous body of yours and intend to worship it every chance I get,
in
and
out of the shower, babe,” Jacob murmured as his eyes watched her
beautiful face grow relaxed and dreamy as his thumb brushed her clit again in a
light caress.  Letting his eyes wander down her body, he took in the vision of
her firm breasts rising and falling as her breathing quickened, her skin
growing rosy and flushed under the heat of the thick steam of the shower and
his slow, deliberate ministrations.  Finally lowering his gaze to where his
fingers, glistening with the juices of her arousal, worked over the swollen
folds of her neatly trimmed pussy, he felt his dick flex against his stomach. 
Cupping her hip with his hand, he eased her pliant body a step back.  “Ass on
the bench, darlin’.  I don’t feel like controllin’ my appetite anymore.”

Offering the man in
front of her a dazzling smile, Harmony subsided onto the wooden bench seat
built into the side of the shower.  Catching her breath as Jake knelt on the
fiberglass floor between her legs, she bit her lip as he dropped his dark head
and pressed a wet kiss to the inside of her left thigh before lifting her leg
at the knee and draping it over his shoulder.  Sighing as he turned his head
and brushed the opposite thigh with his lips, she moaned when he lifted that
leg over his shoulder as well.  His calloused palms slowly stroked their way
back to her center, separating her saturated folds with his thumbs as he pursed
his lips and blew a cool stream of air against her most intimate flesh and
making her legs quiver with anticipation.  She knew the pleasure to be found
when she was a the mercy of his tongue; he’d shown it to her many times over
the past four weeks, but never had she felt like this.  So present… so ready. 
He held her on the precipice of an experience she knew would be life-altering,
and she couldn’t wait for him to push her over the edge.  “Jake, please,” she
whimpered when his eyes began to glitter as he stared down at her core.   

“Prettiest, pinkest
flower I’ve ever seen, Harmony,” he praised, his deep voice gravelly with
longing as he slid his thumb over the petal soft folds.  “Love lookin’ at your
beauty.  Every time better than the last because each time I know that I’ve
found my one and only and I’m keepin’ her.”  Licking his lips, he shook his
head.  “No, it doesn’t get better than knowing that.” He slowly pulled the
puffy hood back from her clit to stroke the sensitive button with one
fingertip.

Straining toward
him, Harmony’s hips lifted from the bench.  Desperate to prolong his touch, she
gripped the long hair gathered at the nape of his neck, threading her fingers
through the strands and hanging on tightly.

“You want my
tongue, baby?  You wanna feel my mouth lovin’ on this sweet little mound?” he
asked, leaning forward to plant a lingering kiss against the trembling muscles
in her abdomen.

Harmony moaned in
response, incapable of forming a single coherent word.  His hot breath against
her desire slickened heat was driving her slowly, but completely insane. 

“Yes or no,
Harmony?  Not making a solitary move ‘til I hear you say one or the other,”
Jacob returned, his low tone mildly threatening as he waited for her to confirm
her choice out loud.  Later, he wanted no doubts or misunderstandings about who
had wanted what here. 

“Yes!  Jacob, yes!”
Harmony finally managed to utter.  Her body felt like one open, exposed nerve
ending, poised on the cusp of something so incredible, she doubted she’d ever
be able to describe it with something as mundane as words.  “I want your
mouth.  Your tongue.  Your cock.   I want anything you give me. I want
you
. 
Period!”

Well, a woman
couldn’t get any clearer than that, could she?  Sparing a moment to send up a
relieved prayer that she’d complied and given him the confirmation he needed,
Jacob did not delay further.  He bent his head and speared her with his tongue,
pulling a shrill scream from her lips when his tongue moved to find her
engorged bud.  Swiping it with his tongue as her thick flavor flooded his taste
buds, he held her as she bucked on the wooden bench, her hips arching wantonly
as her thighs tightened around his head.

“Oh, fuck!” she
cursed hoarsely, her hands flying to the edge of her seat and curling around
the wood as his tongue sank inside her again.  Her eyelids fluttered as he
built the rising tide inside her, the weight of her oncoming release
threatening to crush her.  She’d never been touched like this, his mouth so hungry
that she thought she might drown in the sensations he coaxed from her newly
awakened body.  Again and again, his swirling tongue carried her toward the
edge only to leave her teetering, ready to fall, but never quite pushing her
over into the abyss she craved.  “Jake, please!  I need to come,” she panted,
lifting one hand to bury her hand in his hair, her nails digging into his
scalp.  “Let me have it!”

Lapping her pouty,
flushed clit one last time, Jacob withdrew slowly, wiping his damp lips against
the silky skin of Harmony’s inner thigh before turned heated eyes toward hers. 
“Not yet.”

Emitting a
frustrated growl as her body rioted at his denial, Harmony narrowed her eyes. 
“
What
?”

“You heard me.  You
come, you come with me driving deep inside you, darlin’.  Not a second before,”
Jacob informed her in a gravelly thick voice.  “In other words, hold it back,
baby,” he ordered unapologetically as he slowly climbed back to surprisingly steady
feet.

Glaring at him,
Harmony shook her head.  How could he just
leave
her like this? 
Reaching for his cock with one hand, she fisted it tightly, watching with a
sense of twisted satisfaction when his faced clenched in a pained grimace and
his pelvis automatically arched toward her face.  “You are playin’ a very
dangerous game with me, Jacob Stone.  I’m a sexually frustrated near virgin on
the edge of orgasm and you’re takin’ away my release without a hint of
remorse?” she surmised, tightening her fingers around his thick shaft.  She was
only mildly gratified when she pulled a fine tremble out of his massive body.

Prying her
determined fingers away from his dick with one hand, Jacob reached for her with
the other.  “Get your ass up, woman.  I’m not taking away anything.  I’m
temporarily delaying the inevitable until I can get between those sweet thighs
and wrap myself up in those long legs on a nice, comfortable mattress.  Then,
I’m gonna fuck you long and hard.  I suggest you use this time and mentally prepare
for that.”

Harmony opened her
mouth to argue as she felt herself get wetter at the images her mind produced
hearing that low warning.  “But…” 

“I’ll fuck you in
the shower, darlin’.  One day, I’ll turn you around, prop your hands against
that wall and fuck you like the end of the word is coming to our door. Make no
mistake about that.  But not the first time.  And not without a rubber.  Which
I do
not
have in here,” he explained, reaching a big hand out to twist
off the water and shove open the solid glass door.

“You should have
planned ahead,” she complained under her breath as she watched his lean body
twist and reach for one of the thick towels hanging on the rack just outside
the shower.

Jacob’s shoulders
shook as he laughed and resumed his position facing her, only this time doing
it with one of the thickest bath sheets she’d ever seen.  “C’mere,” he invited,
holding out the towel as she took a step toward him.  Wrapping her up in the
soft material, he chafed her wet skin quickly, wiping the drops of water away
with quick flicks of the terrycloth.  “You’re a mouthy little shit when you
wanna cum, aren’t you, Sweetness?”

“You weren’t
complaining about my mouth when I had it wrapped around your…oomph!” she gasped
when his arms suddenly contracted around her back and sent her flying into his
hard chest. 

“Maybe I need to
occupy that sassy little mouth you got on you until I get you flat on your back
underneath me,” he suggested against her parted lips while he quickly rubbed
her back with the towel.

“That might be a
good idea,” she muttered before dissolving against him as his tongue slipped
between her lips to dance with hers.  She could still taste herself on his
tongue, and briefly wondered at the fact that she wasn’t repulsed.  After all,
just minutes ago, he’d been effectively employing that same tongue between her
legs and now, here she stood, while he stroked it against hers, sharing her
earthy flavor in a kiss so deep she felt it in her toes.  But she was a long
way from disgusted.  No.  Instead, she wanted more, and she quickly wound her
arms around his neck in an effort to get it.

“Fuck me, woman,”
Jacob groaned into her mouth as her arms tightened around his neck.  It had to
be said that he’d been with a lot of women – more than his fair share, but no
woman had ever robbed him of his control like this one did.  Jesus, he was a half
heartbeat away from backing her up a step, bracing her against the wall and
driving his dick so deep she’d feel it in her throat. 

“That’s the idea,”
she whined against his mouth.  “Fuck
me
, Jake,” she urged, pushing her
breasts against his chest as she greedily took his tongue in her mouth and
sucked.

Fucking hell.  If
the siren he held against him had any idea what she was inviting, she’d run for
her life.  Or, he thought as her lips closed around his tongue and tugged it
erotically with her teeth, maybe not.  It was becoming clearer and clearer that
what Harmony might have lacked in experience, she more than made up for in
enthusiasm.  Tearing his mouth from hers, he rasped, “Wrap those legs around
me.  I’m takin’ you to bed, Harmony.”

She wasted no time
in following directions as his hands found her ass and lifted her against him
although she did lift her head to note, “You didn’t dry off.  You’ll ruin the
new bedding.”

“Don’t give a
fuck,” he snarled, burying his face in the crevice of her neck and inhaling her
sweet smell.  “I’ll buy you more.  Or, I can fuck you on the floor.  Those are
your choices.  Either way, I’m getting inside that sexy body in the next two
minutes, baby.”  He heard Harmony’s giggle and knew in that moment that there
was no finer sound he’d ever heard in his life.

While the thought
of Jake powering into her on the sumptuous carpet he’d put down in the bedroom
held an appeal all its own, Harmony couldn’t deny that she wanted to be in his
bed and she didn’t delay in sharing.  “You can buy new sheets.”

“That’s what I
thought,” he growled, nipping her ear lobe as his foot hit the bedroom. 
Carrying her over to the massive sleigh bed, he stopped at the edge and leaned
over to gently deposit his woman in the center of the mattress.  Straightening,
his hand automatically reached for the towel still around her and jerked it
away, leaving her naked and panting in the center of his bed.  Fucking finally.

He’d waited for
what seemed like fucking
ever
to see her like this and he found himself
frozen to the spot as he stared down at her with blazing eyes. 

“Jake?” Harmony
asked breathlessly when he still hadn’t moved a muscle three seconds later. 
“What’s wrong?  Why are you just standing there?”

“Hush.”

Harmony’s eyebrows
rose at that raw command issued in a voice so ragged it could have torn flesh.

Reaching out a
hand, he trailed his fingers over her naked midriff, back and forth over the
soft white skin.  “You’re in my bed.  Naked.  Vulnerable.  Open.  Waiting for
me.  I’m memorizing this moment,” he whispered.  “I’ve wanted it.  Worked for
it.  I’m taking it, Harmony.” 

Okay…wow.  Not
words she expected to hear from a guy that was as big and strong as the one
staring at her.  It was like she was the Christmas gift he’d been waiting for
his whole life.  And she wasn’t quite sure what to do with all that.  But she
liked it.  More than a little. 

A lot.

A whole lot.