Perfectly Exposed (Command Unit Book 1) Read Free Page B

happened. She knew the words coming at her were important. He had given her direction on how to respond but also, he was waiting for her to answer.
    Nodding agreement to his statement would change everything. The huge, demanding man behind her was dangerous. Five years she had lusted after a mysterious, gentle, insanely good-looking Jack A. Stone, from afar !
    The whole afar thing meant she’d never met this guy. The one whose intensity blistered the air around her when he was displeased. The man whose hands never left her body except when driving a vehicle. The one who fondled her private flesh casually, even as he kept her covered in the very public places they had been tonight. Yes, even in the elevator, his hand had covered her breast while he played with her.
    All of this flashed in the foggy miasma that was her brain, sparkles of thought that disappeared in willo’-the-wisp fashion. So this was what it felt like to jump off a cliff. Yep, that was the only real thought she could hang on to.
    Hailey nodded.
    “Good girl,” rasped in her ear. Both large hands moved in to cup her breasts. Hooking forefingers in the top of her elastic neckline and flimsy bra, he pulled just enough to expose her nipples, but his hands didn’t remain there. They smoothed down the front of her vest to her waist as Jack continued speaking.
    “That leads us directly to the fact that I am not pleased with how my girl got my attention tonight, but we are going to set that aside.”
    His hands glided down the front of her short skirt to land on bare thighs. His tall frame bending into her back, his lips still at her ear, each word sent an electric pulse directly to the peaks of her exposed breasts and then shot it down between her legs. His hands slid to the insides of her thighs and gently pulled them wider. The unbelievable burn radiating from her core intensified with each adjustment he required of her body.
    Her forehead resting on the door, Hailey swallowed and nodded. He hadn’t asked a question but she felt compelled to indicate agreement. His hands slowly skimmed up her spread thighs and she squeeze her eyes shut.
    “Open your eyes, baby. Watch,” he directed firmly. One of his hands remained splayed on her hip where the he held the bunched material of her skirt. The other traced the low edge of her thong before dipping two fingers under to glide over her clit and rest on damp, swollen flesh.
    “Drenched,” he whispered as they both looked down her body between tightly beaded nipples to his thick wrist disappearing between her legs. “My girl is wet, isn’t she?”
    Hailey nodded.
    “She’s being good,” he continued as his fingers began to play, drawing little circles that didn’t quite give her the touch she wanted. Just like leaving her breasts exposed without touching her nipples sensitized them, his whisper-light caress over damp folds made her crave what he withheld. Want built swiftly into need as he lightly stroked sensitive lips where nerves had hungered for his touch for so long.
    Hailey moaned softly. Watching the thick tendons of his wrist shift, her breasts shuddering as she breathed, and hearing the erotic praise he was petting her brain with involved every sense in the seductive moment. She could even smell her own arousal. He played her body and mind with equal intensity, creating a burn like nothing she’d ever imagined. It was so explicitly intimate, exposed and yet covered.
    Her hands tried to grip the door to remain there. She had to keep them there but, oh, how she wanted to reach down and press his hand into her body.
    His lips touched her neck where it met her shoulder. “Take what you need, little one. Move on my fingers.”
    Permission to move raced though her in compelling waves. Permission followed by direction was even better. Knowing she needed it, understanding his control in giving her what she needed, worked her on a whole new level. He knew her. Jack knew her dark secrets. It felt so good.