her like that, not even her ex-fiancé. The only reason he’d ever been interested in her was because of her dad. Yes, he’d wined and dined her, but he’d never had the ability to talk so frankly.
He put a hand to the base of her spine and brought her firmly against him.
She gasped. Her palms came to his chest to feel the rock hard muscles there. Her body gave a pang of need and her panties felt wet already. What was this man doing to her?
Walker used his other hand to coax her chin up. With her breasts crushed against him and his hand cradling her jaw, she was a prisoner in the nicest possible way. His gaze searched hers.
“You feel so fucking good against me.”
He didn’t give her a chance to respond, though she wasn’t sure she’d be able to. The feeling of all that muscle holding her tight and safe, making her feel more than the strange numb that she had been, was so intense that her mind threatened to shut down.
When he brought his lips down to hers, it nearly did. All she could do was feel. He didn’t give her time to adjust. He kissed her hard, aggressively. Her knees nearly gave way. Jake kissed like she suspected he lived life. With no excuses.
She dug her fingers into his muscled arms and kissed him back. Their tongues clashed and he groaned low in his throat. She met that sound of appreciation with a whimper.
He brought her closer to him—if that was even possible—with two hands to her ass.
A cry tore from her at the feel of his erection hard against her. She didn’t know how much longer she could wait.
“I know,” he told her against her neck, as he peppered kisses down it. “I know.”
Tingles raced along her body. Every part of her was electrified, so aware of his touch. His fingers squeezed her ass, her nipples were hard against his chest. He nibbled on her lobe then found her mouth again. She felt wild and out of control, thrusting her hands into his short hair and holding him tight to her.
“Don’t make me wait,” she begged. “I need you.”
He broke the kiss and eyed her before seeming to come to some kind of decision.
Walker found the bottom of her tee and hauled it over her head. Waverly took her cue and helped him with his own. She could hardly contain herself when she saw those muscles and tatts revealed to her. She knew he was strong but….
“Oh God.”
“What’s wrong?”
She shook her head and smiled. “Nothing at all.”
She just couldn’t believe she was going to get a night with this man. Maybe more. His abs were firm and begged her to trace the lines. His arms bulged and his cock was already peeking out over his jeans. The dark ink of a Samoan tattoo covered one entire arm and part of his chest. When she had more patience, she wanted to spend a whole evening tracing it with her fingers.
“Good, because I need to get you out of those clothes. You have no idea how much I need to see those gorgeous breasts.”
She considered her ample chest and hoped he’d like them. Waverly had always been on the curvy side but Adam had never said much about her figure either way. From the way Walker was looking at her, she felt like the most beautiful woman on earth.
He helped her undo her bra and draw it off. The gleam in his eyes told her all she needed to know.
“Fuck,” he whispered.
She smiled shyly.
He took a breast in one hand.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He brought her back close to him and she closed her eyes briefly to savor the sensation.
“I knew you were gorgeous, Waverly, but I had no idea you were this damned beautiful.”
She opened her eyes to find him looking intently at her. Her stomach tightened in anticipation.
“Fuck, I have to have you. I can’t be slow or patient. Is that okay?”
Waverly nodded. More than okay, though she couldn’t seem to find the words to say so.
They fumbled with each other’s jeans and Walker tugged down his briefs. The sight of his cock, so hard and large, drew a gasp from her. He was everything a girl could