Irresistible (4 page)

Cameron’s eyes widened with amusement, but she tried to hide it behind an innocent expression, which was so not her. Then she narrowed her attention on Sean. “What’s got your panties in a twist, dear brother?”

“Nothing. Just leave Sydney alone.”

“Like you? Don’t think I didn’t see you chasing away those men. Our sister is a grown woman. She needs a little action from time to time. Maybe you wouldn’t be in such a bad mood if you had brought home a little tail.”

From out of nowhere, the sting of jealousy whipped through Sydney. The thought of him in another woman’s arms made her shudder. Not only was she uncomfortable with the topic, this conversation had to end before someone said something they couldn’t take back.

“I know she’s a grown woman,” he snapped. “And my personal life is none of your damn business.” Brother and sister exchanged glares, until he tore his gaze off hers to focus on the road.

“Excuse me. Did you two forget I’m sitting right here?”

Cameron again glanced over her shoulder. “No, honey, but it’s time Sean saw you for the woman you are and not his little sister.”

Ohhh… I don’t think Sean sees me as his little sister—at least not after tonight.

“Dammit, Cameron.” Sean caught Sydney’s attention in the rearview mirror. “I haven’t been ignoring the fact that she’s a beautiful and desirable woman.”

Cameron’s brows furrowed. “I meant strong and intelligent, but beautiful and desirable works too.”

Harry drew Cameron into his arms, kissing her quiet. As the man continued to sip from her lips, she apparently lost interest in Sydney’s or Sean’s love life.

Thank God.

Some of the stress knotting Sydney’s shoulders released. She eased back against the seat, thankful silence reigned for the remainder of the trip.

Snow fell heavily by the time they pulled into the garage. No one spoke, but she could see excitement etched in everyone’s smiles. Tomorrow they would have fresh powder for snowboarding.

Ted curled an arm around Louisa’s waist as they all congregated in the kitchen. “I think we’ll call it a night.” He placed a sweet kiss on his wife’s nose. She looked adoringly at him.

“Us too.” Cameron flashed Harry a mischievous grin that revealed there would be no sleep for either of them anytime soon.

As the two couples drifted out of the kitchen, anxiety slithered across Sydney’s skin. Before she could retreat, Sean grasped her hand and drew her to him.

As their eyes met, she gulped. Frantically, she reached for words to tell him why this was wrong on so many levels, but failed. A multitude of reasons raced through her mind. They were as different as day and night. Although not related by blood, they were family. And there were the other reasons she had thought of in the car.

His large palms smoothed up and down her arms, before pulling her closer. “I want you, Sydney.” Soft and incredibly arousing, his sexy voice danced along her nerve endings.

When his dark gaze fell to her mouth, her tongue slid between her lips. The pad of his thumb brushed gently across her bottom lip. He dipped his head and his warm breath wafted over her skin.

Mind swimming in confusion and desire, she couldn’t think. Her body had become a furnace, burning her from the inside out. The peaks of her nipples hardened and throbbed. Need moistened her thighs. She fought for a sense of balance.

She wanted what he offered. She wanted him.

But—

Before rational thought could take hold of her, he took her mouth in a brutal kiss. One that spoke of hunger, of need, of unbridled control released.

God, she was weak—couldn’t resist what he had to offer.

Knees turning to rubber, Sydney grasped his forearms to keep from falling. Her eyes shut as she melted into his kiss. Arms tightening around her, he slanted his head and pressed deeper, before he eased back and nipped at her bottom lip. Her mouth parted to allow him access and he swept inside to caress, leaving no spot untouched. When she reciprocated, pushing her tongue against his, a low moan rumbled in his throat. He tasted of beer, of masculine heat, and a night she longed for. His arousal bulged hard against her abdomen.

She did this to him. This sexy man wanted her.

When his fingers tugged at her sweater, and then his hand slipped beneath the material, she gasped at the exquisite sensation of his palm splayed across her bare back.

His nostrils flared. “I want you naked, beneath me, my cock buried in your body. But not here.”

He stole her breath. Had anyone ever said that to her? Certainly not with such sensuality that she literally felt like she was floating on a cloud. He swept her hand in his and led her out of the kitchen.

Damn. Sean was nervous.

He’d never wanted a woman like he did Sydney. Something about her made his blood run hot and wild. All rational thought lay just out of his reach. Already his dick was hard, pulsing against the constraints of his jeans. In fact, they both had too many clothes on.

Long strides carried him into the dimly lit, tiled sunroom. The area was constructed of large, polished oak studs and clear glass frosted by the cold weather against the warmth inside, a perfect place for him to make love to her. Positioning Sydney before the Jacuzzi, he couldn’t have asked for a more romantic atmosphere. Water bubbled seductively as low music played through the intercom system. All around them exotic plants and flowers lent to the ambience, while snow continued to fall and the night engulfed them.

For a while, they stared longingly into each other’s eyes. Neither of them spoke, as if they both sensed speech would break the enchantment, and reality would ruin the moment.

Was this right? Him? Her?

The damnable thought flashed in the back of his mind. Sean couldn’t comprehend how something that felt so right could be wrong. And Lord knew, she felt wonderful in his arms.

Spearing his fingers through her rich, dark hair to cup her nape, he urged her forward and dropped his head to press his mouth to hers. Lips, supple and tantalizing, met his. Sliding his tongue along her crease, he probed for entrance. When she surrendered, parted her lips, he slipped inside.

Curling her fingers into his sweater, she clung to him as if he were her anchor. Her cry echoed through him. The whimper was so arousing he slanted his head to once again deepen the caress.

What started as a gentle exploration turned heated as their tongues dueled, their hands seeking. Simultaneously, they reached for each other’s sweaters. Arms tangling in sleeves halted their kiss, but each succeeded in removing their top. Next time they embraced, skin touched skin, with the exception of her bra, which scraped against his tender nipples, driving him insane with need. With a twist of his fingers, the clasp behind her back came free. The lace fell between them as their mouths meshed together.

Pliable and giving beneath his palms, her body was a veritable feast. Without hesitation, he devoured her, until the need to breathe tore them apart.

With a toss of her head, she sent her long raven hair over her shoulders, baring herself further. A small, tucked waist and curves made to be stroked enticed him. But it was her breasts, which fit perfectly in his palms, that called to him. As her thick eyelashes fell and rose again, an expression of pure sensuality greeted him.

“Pants,” he choked, because no other words formed.

He didn’t just want her—his body demanded hers.

Sean’s balls drew tight against the base of his dick. He let the pain wash over him, through him. Just the thought of thrusting in and out of her warm, wet pussy woke the beast within him. His erection hardened more, tightening until it felt rock hard. He’d be lucky if the condom in his wallet would even stretch over his flesh tonight.

Toeing her boots off, she tossed them aside. As she wiggled free of the stretchy black pants, taking a red thong in their wake, his eyes nearly jumped from their sockets.

Oh my God.

The woman waxed, revealing the sweet, full lips of her labia and the hood of her clit. His heart thumped against his breastbone. His pulse raced. Self-control went up in flames.

“You’re killing me.” His hands shook, fumbling with his belt and the button of his jeans. He hissed as he lowered his zipper. He had to have her now. Almost forgetting his boots, he tugged them off. Man. He couldn’t think straight. The only thing on his mind was parting her thighs and losing himself in her warmth.

In a short time, he was as naked as she. Without pausing, he located the condom and donned it. Then he wove his fingers through hers. Carefully, he stepped into the Jacuzzi and assisted her down into the foamy waters. Taking a seat, he urged her forward so that she had no choice but to straddle his lap. Nestled against her heat, he moaned, gritting his teeth.

The soft smile that touched her kiss-swollen lips melted his heart. Yes. This was how he wanted Sydney looking at him, as if he were the only man in the world. Her man and she wanted him.

“Kiss me.” Sean had to taste her again, had to hold her close.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him with a hunger to match his own. He felt her tremble and the rapid beat of her heart as her taut nipples rubbed against his chest. Her lower body slid back and forth along his firm erection, almost as if she couldn’t wait for the moment their bodies would come together. When she bit his bottom lip, and then laved the spot with her tongue, a husky growl rumbled in his throat.

“I need to be inside you.” He didn’t even try to hide his desperation and neither did she. She rose on her knees, arching her back, before she angled her body to accept him. Hands on her hips, Sean nudged his cock at her entrance. Trying to go slowly, he lowered her. His breath hitched as he started to enter her tight sheath.

When he was mere inches inside her, he pressed his forehead to hers. “Damn, baby. So good.”

The amazing feeling got even better when she propelled herself the rest of the way, burying him to the hilt. For a moment, he couldn’t breathe or move from the deep, penetrating sensation. Never had he experienced the need to climax so quickly. His toes hugged the bottom of the Jacuzzi. He fought the burn racing down his dick.

Puleeze. Don’t let me embarrass myself.

When she started to sway against him, he hissed. “Don’t.
Oh man
. Don’t move. Not yet.”

“I have to,” she whined, fighting against his steely grasp.

Blood roared through his body, his pulse a living thing that beat wildly. Everything about this woman shredded his defenses. As Sean grappled for control, he watched her chest rise and fall on each shaky breath. When a semblance of his control returned, he cupped her breasts, kneading the silky skin and rolling the rosy peaks between his fingers.

Her eyes closed, her head lolled back, but not before he saw her features soften.

“Mmmm…”

He pinched the taut peaks. “You like this, baby?”

She gasped, eyelids rising. “Yesss…”

“How about this?” He thrust his hips upward. Damn. She was tight.

“Oh!” Her gaze rose. Coming eye to eye with him, Sydney gifted him with one of those special smiles that turned him inside out. “I like that too,” she hummed.

Hands on her hips, he guided her back and forth, rocking beneath her. Nothing could be as good as this. He couldn’t find the words for the pure ecstasy pulsing in his balls and racing through his body.

Sean took her nipple into his mouth and suckled, while keeping the steady rhythm of their joined bodies. He swirled his tongue around her engorged tip, flicking it several times, before he scraped his teeth across the tender flesh.

Her fingernails bit into his shoulders. The pace of her hips quickened. He glanced up to see her eyelids fall again and her lips part on a groan. Breathing short, shallow pants, she rode him hard and fast. The action tore his mouth away from her swaying breasts.

Brows furrowed, she screamed, “Sean!” just as her inner muscles clamped around him.

Strong contractions tugged, pulling him deeper, stoking a fire inside him that threatened to explode. Holding his breath, he held on—barely. A flush of heat coursed across his skin. The throb in his groin built into a bittersweet ache that demanded fulfillment.

God. She was killing him.

As the embers of her climax began to cool, he grasped her by the waist. With a couple of quick movements they had exchanged places. But this time she knelt on the seat, facing away from him.

Sean moved up behind her. His fingertips traced a line down her spine until he came to the cleft of her ass, and what a beautiful ass it was. The decadent thought loosened the strings of his control. With an upward thrust, his firm erection parted her folds and penetrated her.

The ends of her hair were wet, stinging his chest as she whipped her head to the side to gaze over a shoulder. “Sean?”

“Damn. You’re beautiful.” He leaned forward and took her mouth in a devouring kiss. Cupping her breasts, he fingered the tips, catching her low moan with a caress.

When the need to breathe forced their lips apart, he eased back only to pierce her once again. Over and over, slow and forceful, he consumed her body. Staring at the juncture where their bodies met, when the white foam allowed. His climax roared to the surface, pleading for release. But before he could feed his craving, he had to see this woman come one more time.