Hard as Stone (Passion in Paradise: The Men of the McKinnnon Sisters) (19 page)

“Fuckin’ soaked,”
he growled his approval, brushing the wet satin of her panties with his
knuckle.  “God, baby, you’re killin’ me.  Tell me I can have you.  Tell me that
I can have all this slippery sweet cream,” he urged deeply in her ear as his
knuckle dragged up and down against her folds.

It was a point of
no return, and Harmony knew it.  She was simply beyond caring.  His mouth and
hands were doing wickedly hot things to her body… things that felt naughty and
wild.  Things she’d never felt before.  Her pussy screamed for her to let go
and let Jacob take control of the situation.  Lifting her hips to press against
her hand, she moaned when Jake’s teeth scraped her neck.

“What’s it gonna
be, Sweetness?” Jake asked, nipping the shell of her ear.  “You gonna let me
put out that fire burning inside you?  You ready to take a chance on me?”

Swallowing down the
lump of panic rising in her throat before she allowed it to damage the moment,
Harmony nodded.  She wanted this…whatever
this
was between them.  It
felt good, but even more surprising, it felt natural. 

“Say the words,” he
demanded in that deep velvety voice that sent shivers of excitement racing down
her spine.

“The words?” she
echoed breathlessly, her eyes glued to his firm lips…the sane lips that had
already delivered her more pleasure in an hour than she’d ever had in her life
so far.

“Yeah, baby, I need
to hear the words.  Tell me that you want this.  I need to hear you say it so
that there’s not any misunderstanding between us later.”

Oh, God.  It was
three words that he wanted from her.  Three simple words. A simple affirmation
that this was her desire…her will at work.  Saying them meant that
this…whatever this was between them… was her decision, given freely without
coercion.  Of course, she knew these words would change her life.  Of that, she
had no doubt.  Possession burned behind Jacob’s dark, fierce eyes and if she
consented…if she agreed, life as she knew it was bound to change forever.  She
couldn’t pretend otherwise.  An idiot could look at Jacob Stone and see he
radiated danger. Staring in his darkened eyes as he hovered above her as he
took his weight on his elbows so that he didn’t crush her, she sensed that
she’d always be safe with him.  It was everybody else that needed to be wary. 
He made
her
feel protected.

“No risk, no
reward, Harmony,” Jacob whispered, moving his lips over her cheek.  “Take a
chance, baby.”

“One chance, Jake. 
That’s all I’ve got in me.  You blow it and….”

His eyes flashed as
she spoke.  “I’m not going to ever deliberately hurt you, Harmony.”

“Uh huh.  Well, if
you can live with my doubts, I’ll
try
this with you.  And yes, I want
this,” she confirmed quietly.  Harmony caught her breath as his lips twisted
into a smile, changing his face.

“That’s all I
needed to hear darlin’.”  Rearing back on his knees, Jacob climbed to his feet
and bent down to scoop her into his arms.  Turning toward the closed door of
the only bedroom in the cabin, his feet ate the short distance quickly. 

Harmony tightened
her arms around Jacob’s neck as he shouldered his way into the darkened
bedroom.  Her eyes adjusted to the dim light as he carried her to the big bed
that monopolized most of the room.  Bouncing slightly as he dropped her on the
middle of the mattress, her breath caught as one of his long arms reached over
her prone body to twist on the lamp on the bedside table.  “Jake, we don’t need
a light, do we?” she asked, frowning when the glow of the bulb illuminated the
room.  Covering her exposed breasts self-consciously, she inwardly cursed. 
Sure, he’d already seen her body, but he hadn’t really explored it yet.  She
didn’t want the damn lights highlighting every flaw she possessed – at least,
not the first time they were intimate.

“I thought I
already told you not to hide from me, Harmony,” Jake growled, watching as her
palms covered her gorgeous breasts.  “Do I need to tie your hands behind your
back to get my point across?” he asked, leaning forward to pull her wrists away
from her body. 

Harmony’s breath
quickened as she imagined being bound and helpless beneath Jake’s massive
body.  Flashing him a look that was part fear, part curiosity, she lifted her
chin.  “Is that your kink?  You like bondage?”  She was surprised how wet the
thought of being at his mercy made her.

“Darlin’, I don’t
have a kink, but I will say that if something turns you on and it makes me
hard, I’m not gonna put anything off the table,” he continued in that deep,
rich voice that sent a thrill chasing down her spine as one of his thumbs
brushed against the inside of her wrist.  “So, I’ll ask again, am I gonna have
to tie those pretty hands behind your back to keep them from hindering my view
of perfection?”

Harmony shook her
head slowly as she dropped her head back against the pillows on the bed.  “No,”
she conceded softly.  “I guess not.  This time,” she added with a faint smile.

Jake returned her
smile with a wicked grin of his own as he dropped her wrists from his grip.  “Good,
because I’ve been lookin’ forward to feeling those little hands moving all over
me for weeks.  But I gotta say that I’m glad to see the idea of experimentin’
with each other doesn’t turn you off,” he returned darkly, unfastening the
first couple of buttons of his dress shirt as he stood beside the bed staring
down at her sprawled body. 

No, she could
safely say that the idea of exploring her boundaries with Jake didn’t repulse
her.  It made her hot.  Shifting her legs to try to quell some of the empty
ache between her legs, she watched as he lifted a hand over his head and
grabbed the back of his shirt, pulling it over his flexing stomach in one
smooth motion and baring his torso to her.  “Oh, my,” she breathed as she gazed
at his hard, muscled chest and rippled arms.  The man was seriously ripped.  One
lean arm was sleeved in ink, and his hard chest was covered with several
colorful tattoos that begged to be touched and traced with her tongue.  His
flat chiseled stomach and six pack were marred by a few faint, almost
unnoticeable scars that would fill her with questions later, but for now, the
deep V that fed into his low riding jeans mesmerized her.  God, he was built
like a Greek god that could probably bed anyone he chose just by crooking one
finger in her direction, and he
still
wanted to be with her.  Her mind
worked double time to try to process that information, but her body was
interested in far more carnal pursuits.  It was everything she could do to keep
her hands still at her sides.  Her palms itched to touch him and learn what
made him groan and sigh, but she didn’t know the rules yet.  

“Like what you see,
sweetheart?” Jacob asked, one side of his mouth quirking upward when he noticed
her eyes grow hazy with desire.  Seeing her almost eager nod, his eyes softened
on her.  “Good, because those feelings are mutual.  I
love
what I see. 
Make no mistake about that, Harmony,” he advised, popping the fly of his jeans
open and shoving the denim off his hips.  Stripped to his grey cotton boxers,
he watched her eyes dilate and glanced down at himself.  Smirking at his sizeable
erection peeking out over the top of his underwear, he raised one eyebrow at
her.  “You seem surprised by what I’m packin’, honey.  I told you that I get
hard any time you’re near me, and you’ve already felt me against you.  This
can’t really surprise you, can it?”

Well, that was
true, Harmony thought silently as he got rid of the last barrier between them,
shoving the boxers off his lean hips and down his thick, muscular legs.  He
had
told her that.  Hell, she’d even felt the effect she had on him when she’d been
straddling his lap on the couch.  But seeing his cock in all of its masculine,
fully aroused glory wasn’t something for which any woman could be entirely prepared. 
 What this man had been keeping shielded beneath his jeans would make an artist
weep from the sheer beauty of it.  Long and thick, his dick jutted toward her,
begging Harmony to wrap her hands around its girth and stroke it.  “Wow,” she
whispered, struggling for breath as she eyed his naked body.  She hadn’t so much
as looked at a dirty magazine in the last four years, and seeing this
completely virile male specimen was enough to send her hormones careening into
crazy overtime.  “That’s never gonna fit,” she breathed, eyeing his cock with a
mixture of excitement and trepidation.

Dropping one knee
to the mattress, Jake crawled up the bed until he loomed over her with his
hands braced on either side of her head and knees planted firmly on either side
of her hips, caging her with his sheer mass.  “Baby, we don’t have to worry
about that tonight, but when the time comes, I promise you, it’s
all
gonna
fit so good that you’re never gonna want my cock to be anywhere else but inside
you,” he informed her with eyes that glimmered in amusement.

“So says you,”
Harmony returned doubtfully, letting her eyes drift to the massive erection
resting against her belly.  That thing was a monster, however pretty it was;
there was no freaking way it was ever gonna fit comfortably.

“Yeah, so says me,”
Jacob agreed, his words a vow as he dropped his head to press a slow kiss to
the corner of her mouth.  “Baby, stop staring at my dick before it gets more
ideas than it already has.”

Harmony’s eyes flew
back to his when she realized that she’d been caught staring.  Again.  “Uhmmm…
sorry?” she apologized as he chuckled in her ear.  “It’s just kinda….eye catching.”

“I’m gonna take
that as a compliment and move on from there,” he informed her with a wink and a
quick kiss, loving the blush that now stained her cheeks.  “You’re still way
overdressed for what I have in mind, darlin’.  Let me help you with that,” he
offered in a silky hot voice as he pushed one side of her wraparound dress over
her shoulder.  “I want you naked against me,” he murmured between nibbles
against her neck as he maneuvered her arms out of her dress and pulled the
delicate material from beneath her.  Her bra was already long gone, discarded
somewhere in the living room and she was left in only a pair of sheer damp
panties.

Lifting his torso
to stare down at the body he’d revealed, Jacob groaned.  All long legs and
generous curves, she was fuckin’ magnificent.  Trailing a hand down her neck to
palm one warm, heavy breast, he slowly drew his thumb over her nipple, watching
as the peak tightened in response to his touch.  “So responsive,” he murmured
his approval, dropping his head to drag his lips against the sensitized skin. 
Listening to Harmony’s low cry of pleasure, he smiled against her flesh.  “It’s
like you were made for me,” he whispered as his hand drifted down the curve of
her waist.    

Harmony’s fingers
curled around the corded tendons in his shoulders, hanging on tightly as his
fingertips trailed lower across her quivering abdomen just above the elastic
band of her panties.  “Jake, hurry” she begged when his fingers merely plucked
at the elastic at the waist of her underwear, popping it against her hot skin. 

“I feel like I’m
unwrapping a gift that I waited my entire life to receive,” he whispered
against her breast, nipping a turgid rosy nipple with his teeth and pulling a
low whine from his woman’s throat.  “Did you really think I wasn’t gonna savor
every single minute of this, baby?  You’ve kept me hard as stone for weeks,
dreaming of having you underneath me in my bed.  This isn’t gonna be a hurried
little encounter that I’ll let you sweep under the rug after we’re done.  Nah,
I’m gonna take my sweet time and make damn sure you remember every second in my
arms.  I’m gonna love you so well that you won’t be able to think of anything
but the next time you can crawl in my bed and feel my hands all over this
gorgeous body again.  I’m gonna make you crave me as much as I do you, Harmony.”

Harmony panted
against Jake’s neck as his dark words built a feverish need inside her.  She
could feel his calloused fingertips sliding down the crease of her thigh,
hooking in the gusset of her panties and tugging firmly.  She audibly gasped
when she heard the thin material rip and tear.  “You tore my panties off,” she
choked, shocked by his ardor.

“Mmmmm, can’t eat
your candy if it’s still in the wrapper, darlin’,” he returned, unworried by
her stunned surprise at his action as he blew a heated breath against her
stomach.  Kissing a path across her belly, he nipped her hip before lifting the
slick material he’d torn off her to his nose and deeply inhaling her heady
feminine scent.  “These panties are soaked with your cream, baby.  A man could
get high off a smell this sweet.  I can’t wait to see how you taste.” 

Oh, sweet Jesus,
Harmony thought.  He was really going to go down on her.  Swallowing an excited
cry as his lips drifted over her abdomen, her nails dug tiny half-moon
indentations into his shoulders.  Not even marriage had prepared her for this. 
Jake had already spent more time lingering over her body than Tanner had
offered during the entire four years they’d been together. 

“I wanna see that
pretty pussy.  Spread for me, Harmony.  Now,” Jake growled hoarsely against the
soft, wet curls of her mound as he urged her thighs apart with his broad
shoulders. 

“Jake,” Harmony
began, her body growing tense as her anxiety overrode her excitement.  Moving
one hand to try to shield her folds from his eyes, she whispered frantically,
“I don’t think I can do…”