Dangerous Fling (Dangerous Noise 4) - Page 118

"Does that mean…?"

I nod.

Her tongue slides over her lips. She presses her palms into her thighs to shift forward. She looks up at me. Eager. Compliant.

I motion come here.

She does.

I dig my hand into her hair and pull her into a deep kiss. It's intimate as much as it's passionate.

Fuck, I want to kiss her as much as I want to come on her lips.

She needs me.

I need her

needing me.

But this is all I'm capable of giving her.

She sighs as I pull back. Her eyes stay fixed on me. She looks up at me, waiting for her next command.

I shift off the bed and take a step backwards, so there's enough room for her.

I pull my t-shirt over my head and toss it on the floor.

Her tongue slides over her lips.

I stare back at her. "Come here."

She shifts off the bed, onto her feet, and positions her body inches from mine.

I pull her into another deep kiss. My hands press between her shoulder blades. One slides to the back of her neck. The other cups her ass.

That gets her groaning into my mouth.

This time, when I pull back, her expression isn't one of satisfaction.

It's hungry.

Needy.

I nod. "On your knees."

She lowers herself onto her knees without hesitation.

I reach for the bottle of champagne. "Unzip my jeans and take out my cock."

Fuck, the feeling of her palm against my hard-on. Even with all this denim in the way—

She stares up at me as she unzips my jeans and pulls them, and my boxers, to my ankles.

Again, her tongue slides over her lips.

The patience in her expression is gone.

I lean back enough to dribble champagne over my chest, my stomach, my cock. Too many drops of it land on the hardwood floor. At the moment, I don't fucking care.

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