“Almost? Then you’re not close enough,” I growl and reach for her. Gripping her wrist I haul her closer, and she laughs.
God, I love her laughter. So light and bright and free of fear and pretense.
“Why did you come here?” I want to kiss her so damn bad. Tonight will be a struggle. “Why were you in that seedy bar the other night, looking for a man to go home with?”
She pulls slightly away, her laughter fading. “How do you know I was looking for a man?”
“I’m a mechanic, not an idiot.”
“Never said you were.” She sips from her wine. “It’s a long story.”
“I’ll clear my schedule for you.” I wink at her, and her laughter returns, breathless. She sips again from her wine, and what the fuck.
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nbsp; I gulp mine down, place my glass with exaggerated care on the coffee table and walk up to her. Taking the glass from her hand, I walk her backward until her back hits the wall.
This is where I made her come the other night, against this wall, and from the flush rising in her cheeks I bet she’s remembering that, too.
“We should eat,” she whispers.
I nuzzle her neck, and fuck she smells better every time. I kiss her smooth skin. “Yeah.”
Her fingers trail up my arms. Her cleavage draws my gaze, the dark valley between her breasts. “Kaden…”
“Fuck dinner. I want you.” And yeah, there goes my resolution not to touch her, thrown right out the fucking window.
Her eyes widen, and fuck, I shouldn’t have said that, shouldn’t have cornered her and—
She kisses me, her hands curling in my shirt, pulling me closer. I fall into the kiss, starving for her taste, for her body against mine. Our teeth clash, our tongues tangle, and I groan into the kiss, pressing my hard-on into her.
I wanna sink into her. Even just that. I won’t ask for anything more, just to feel her tighten around my dick, feel her arms around my back, her nails leaving marks.
“Bed?” she whispers, and squeals when I swing her up in my arms and grin down at her.
“Bed it is.Just show me the way.”
“Kaden…”
“I want you. Fuck, you’re like a Christmas present.” I peel off her dress slowly, revealing black lace underwear and I kiss a trail between her breasts down to her belly and lower, hooking my thumbs in her panties and dragging them down her shapely legs. I spread her legs, opening her up. “You’re beautiful.”
Her hand tugs on my hair that’s coming loose from the hairband, falling in my face. “I thought… I want you, too.”
I grin wolfishly at her. “Good. This is just the appetizer.” I blow a breath between her legs and she gasps, her grip on my hair tightening.
“Oh God…”
I kiss her inner thigh, rub a thumb over her exposed pussy, and lean in to taste her, trailing my tongue over her small clit to her opening. She tastes sweet. I return to her clit, lashing at it with my tongue, pushing a finger inside her.
Her hand falls from my hair to clench in the covers, her legs trembling. “Kaden…”
Does she know how much I love doing this? How it turns me on? As I lap at her, as I finger her, feeling her clench around my finger, it’s all I can do not to come in my pants.
I add a second finger, stretching her, preparing her for me, gently closing my teeth over her clit, and she shatters under my mouth, my hand, crying out my name.
As she comes down, I crawl up her body, letting her feel how hard I am for her, kissing her to let her taste herself on my lips.
“God…” she whispers when I draw back to breathe. Her eyes are wide. “That was so good.”