Must Love Frosting (Must Love Diamonds 1)
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“Yes. Good plan,” she panted.
He gave another groan. The scruff on his chin scraped the swell of her breast when he nuzzled the neckline of her shirt out of the way. “Geezus, you smell good enough to eat.”
Yes.
When his teeth nipped at her skin, her core clenched hard. She reached back and underneath to unhook her bra, only to have him chase his hand after hers to stop it. Fingers gripping hers, he huffed out a breath as he laid his bristled cheek right over her heart. His thumped fast against her ribs in perfect sync.
“I meant what I said.” Frustration roughened his voice. Or maybe it was regret.
It was her turn to huff out a heavy sigh. “I know you did. And I should be mad at you for it, but I can’t be.”
He lifted his head. “Why would you be mad?”
“Because you’re going to leave me wanting more. Again.” When his eyebrows rose in question, she said, “After that first kiss, after our phone call. Now. It’s made for some very long nights.”
He stared at her for a long moment, his gaze molten hot. “You don’t do anything to…take the edge off?”
Heat flooded her face. “No.” Though she’d thought about it. “Did you?”
“Um…”
She arched her eyebrows even as her body flushed at the thought of him stroking himself while thinking of her. “Each time?”
“Just after the phone call. It was late, and in my mind you were baking. In your apron.” She grinned as he added, “I was tired, and a cold shower would’ve woken me the hell up.”
“You don’t have to justify.”
He shrugged with a cute little grin.
“Cold showers don’t work the same for women,” she complained, not quite sure what else to say as he still lay on top of her even though he was adamant this wasn’t going to happen tonight. “At least I don’t think so.”
“Probably not,” he agreed. He leaned down to kiss the tip of her nose, then captured her mouth in a long, slow, deep kiss that left her gasping for breath and writhing beneath him.
Damn his good-guy sense of honor.
He trailed his lips down the side of her neck, and she arched her head back to give him better access. As she struggled to fill her lungs while his lips and tongue erased the word neig
hbor from her vocabulary, his weight lifted from her body.
She moaned her protest, but then his hot breath against her ear sent a delicious shiver down her spine as he kneeled beside the couch.
“I know something that could work.”
It took a moment for the husky words to register in her dazed brain. “Work for what?”
He nipped her earlobe and spoke with it between his teeth. “To take the edge off.”
Her heart leapt as he traced the shell of her ear with his tongue while skimming his hand down over her belly to the elastic band of her leggings.
And just like that, she lost her breath all over again.
CHAPTER 19
A sher brushed his hand over the soft, silky skin of Honor’s belly below her navel. The wide waistband of her leggings barred his access. Her stomach quivered beneath his touch as he swirled the tip of his tongue around the rapid pulse at the base of her throat.
“Yes or no?” he rasped against her skin, his breath short with anticipation.
Please say yes. Please.