Crazy for Love

Chloe cocked her head, waiting… Finally, her skin grew warm in answer. Her nerves thrilled gently. She felt suffused with a quiet happiness. “No,” she finally answered. “No, it wasn’t weird. I missed you, too.”

She didn’t realize how tense Max’s smile had become until it relaxed. “Really?”

“I did,” she answered. As if to prove it, her body swayed toward him of its own volition. Max met her in the middle, his mouth taking hers in a kiss that started soft and escalated to deep and hot within a few seconds.

And from then on, none of it mattered. Not her worries over her life or Max’s reaction to it. Because he was here, and she wasn’t alone.

She held tightly to his body, wishing she could simply melt into him and stay warm and safe inside him. But the second-best option was to have him warm and safe inside her, so Chloe tugged him toward the bedroom. He hesitated for a moment, to edge her to the side and reach around to lock the apartment door.

His paranoia made her smile as she nibbled at his bottom lip. She gave up his mouth to tug his shirt up and off, then reached for the button of his jeans. When her hand brushed his stomach, the muscles jumped, reminding her that she didn’t know much about him. Was he ticklish? Where did he like to be kissed and stroked?

She pulled him to her bed and pushed him down on his back, determined to find out.

Max raised an eyebrow. “Am I being taken advantage of?”

“Strange city. No car. A vicious dog between you and freedom. You’re mine now and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Eyes narrowing, he swept his gaze down her body as she started unbuttoning her sleeveless shirt. “What are you planning to do with me?”

Chloe let the shirt slide off her arms and stood straight to maintain the illusion of rock-hard abs as she unzipped her jeans. “I’m going to find out how much you missed me.”

If she was going to be cast as the wild girl, she’d damn well play the part, so Chloe put her hands on either side of Max’s knees and crawled up the bed to have a comfortable seat on his lap. When she settled herself against his erection, she took his wrists in her hands and pressed them into the bed.

“Ooh. Seems like you missed me a little bit.” She wriggled her hips against his. “A little?”

“Mmm.” Leaning slowly over, she opened her mouth on his chin and pressed her teeth into his flesh. He inhaled sharply, hips tilting up to hers. Power zinged through her, flashing into her like water over parched earth. She’d hardly touched him and already, her body was going tight with lust.

She nibbled her way along his jawline, pressing his hands down hard. “You don’t feel like a man left in desperate straits.”

“Liar,” he muttered, thrusting hard against her.

“Mmm. Maybe you missed me a…medium amount.”

“Shit,” he muttered as she sucked at a tender spot on his neck. “You’re cruel.”

When she pressed her naked stomach against his, they both sighed. The sensation was so sweet that Chloe simply laid her body against his for a long moment, feeling their hearts beating against each other.

“Chloe,” Max said, twisting his arms to loosen her grip.

“No, not yet.” If he wrapped himself around her and held her close…she’d be lost. She felt too much for him already. So Chloe lifted herself an inch off him and kissed her way down his chest. Curious, she ran her tongue around his nipple and watched goose bumps spring up around it. “Does that tickle?”

“Yes!”

r /> “And this?” She sucked gently and scraped her teeth against him.

“Ah! Yes. No.”

“Hmm.” Taking her time with the exploration, she brushed her lips over the crisp brown hair of his chest, then tested for ticklish spots with her tongue and teeth, all the while pressing herself rhythmically against his erection. “I’m still not convinced that you truly missed me.”

“Slide your mouth a little lower, and you’ll know for sure.”

“Really?” Chloe rose up and rested her ass against his thighs as she released his wrists. “All right then. Show me.”

Surprise flared in his eyes, but it was quickly swallowed up by heat. Max reached for his zipper and Chloe tried to hide the way her breath quickened. But when he pulled his cock free, a sigh slipped from her lips. His hand circled the shaft and he gave himself one slow stroke while she watched. Her sex squeezed in sympathetic response. This felt dirtier than anything she’d ever done. And when Max reached for her hand and wrapped it around that hot flesh, her whole body shuddered. He was unbelievable heavy in her palm, and when Chloe tightened her fingers, there wasn’t even a hint of yielding flesh.

She snuck a glance past her lashes and found Max’s gaze locked on her grip, his lips slightly parted, eyes lit with hard need.

“This much, hmm?”