Widow's Undoing (Ruthless Sinners MC 4)

“I’ve already thought about it. I’ve thought about it a lot actually.”

“And what exactly have you been thinking?”

“I’ve been thinking that you should kiss me.”

Her words caught me by surprise. From the moment I’d met her, she’d seemed reserved and a bit guarded, so I hadn’t expected her to be so brazen. But I liked it. Hell, I fucking loved it. I leaned forward with my mouth hovering over hers for what seemed like a lifetime, giving her a chance to stop me. When she didn’t resist or show the slightest hesitation, I lowered my mouth to hers and kissed her, long and hard. I hadn’t wanted to let myself admit it, but it was a kiss I’d been waiting for since the moment we’d met. I felt her body tremble as I delved further into her mouth, exploring every inch with my tongue. A light moan of need escaped her throat as we both inched closer.

Damn. I’d tried to fight it, but I wanted this woman. I wanted every fucking inch of her, and if this kiss was any indication, she felt the same. Things were starting to get heated, really fucking heated, so I stepped back, breaking our embrace. Disappointment filled her crystal blue eyes as she muttered, “Did I do something wrong?”

“No, Frankie. You didn’t do anything wrong. As far as I’m concerned, you did everything right.” My eyes left hers as I said, “But you’ve been drinking. I need to know this isn’t just the wine talking.”

“It’s not the wine, Widow. I know what I want.”

“Roman.” It was a name no one had called me in years, but standing there with her in my arms, I needed to hear it. I needed to hear it from her. “When it’s just us...call me Roman.”

“Roman. Umm. The name suits you.”

“I need you to be sure about this, Frankie.” There was no doubt I wanted to fuck her. Hell, I craved her and couldn’t wait to bury my cock deep inside her, but before I could do that, I had to let her know where I stood. “Can’t promise you anything more than tonight. This moment. Right here. Right now. After that, there are no guarantees.”

“Okay, but that doesn’t change anything.” I held her gaze as she lifted her hand to my face, gently running her fingertip across my bottom lip. “I want this, Roman, and that’s not the wine talking. It’s me. All me.”

I have no idea who moved first, but the next thing I knew, her lips were back on mine. A light moan vibrated through her chest when my tongue slid across her bottom lip with a lazy glide, and my hand gripped the back of her neck for better access as I delved deeper into her mouth. My tongue tangled with hers as she arched her hips towards me. Her fingers dove into my hair, and she pulled me towards her, crashing her mouth against mine in a hungry kiss. The kiss quickly became heated, making my cock throb with need. I’d never wanted anyone like I wanted her. Everything about her got to me.

Her scent.

The soft caress of her lips.

The warmth of her body pressed against mine.

The uncontrollable need that burned inside of me whenever she was close.

It was too much. I couldn’t fucking resist. Not a single moment longer. I took a charging step forward, pinning her back against the counter. I looked down at her and watched the rise and fall of her chest as she tried to control the rush of need coursing through her veins.

“Dammit, woman. You’re killing me,” I told her as my hand dropped to her jeans. With a quick twist, I undid the button, then slipped my hand down between her legs. A light hiss escaped her lungs when I eased the lining of her lace panties to the side and grazed her center with the tips of my fingers—my already hard cock pulsed against my zipper when I found she was already soaked. “You’re so fuckin’ wet.”

She gasped as I used my free hand to undo the first few buttons of her blouse—just enough to reveal her perfectly round breasts. I cupped her breast in my hand, loving the feel of her delicate skin against my own. Her nipple was hard and begging for my mouth. I slid her bra strap down, and with her eyes on mine, I lowered my mouth and began swirling my tongue around her sensitive flesh. Her head fell back as she moaned, “Oh God.”

I nipped and sucked, relishing the sounds of her little moans and whimpers as I teased her with my tongue and my teeth. Becoming impatient, she reached for the waistband of her jeans. Desire flashed through her eyes as she lowered them, along with her panties, to the floor. Seeing her standing before me in nothing but her white button down took my fucking breath away. “You have any idea how bad I want you right now?”