Just One Kiss (Very Irresistible Bachelors 2)

“Sort of... but they’ll know who it was.”

“How?” He kissed my cheek, tracing his mouth all the way to my ear, as if he needed at least this much contact.

“Well, you’re the hottest man around here, and you’re mine. They’ll put two and two together.”

He pressed his fingers against my lower back, smiling against my cheek.

“Hottest guy in town, huh?”

“That’s the only piece of information that registered?” I taunted.

Instead of answering, he brought his mouth to mine again. He’d stoked a fire in me before, but this... this was a downright inferno. I placed my palms on his arms for support only at first, but then I drew them down his torso, lingering on his chest before making my way down that six-pack I loved so much. When I reached just below his belly button, he groaned, capturing my wrist, stopping my descent.

“Heather... don’t.”

“Oh, I see. So you can kiss me until my panties are on fire, but I can’t fondle you? This is a two-way street, you know.”

His eyes flashed. Oh, wow. I’d meant that as a warning, but I had a hunch Ryker saw it as a green light to push his previous shameless agenda.

“Heather....” His voice was almost a growl, and experience taught me that when he reached this point, I had two, maybe three minutes until he unleashed his full power of seduction on me.

“Why don’t we go inside the house?” I suggested.

“Excellent idea.”

I laughed, lightly pinching his ribs. He caught my hand, holding it for a brief second before surprising the hell out of me and twirling me around, hugging me from behind, kissing the side of my neck. I laughed, just melting against him, touching his arms, every part of him I could reach. At this rate, we’ll never make it to the house. But I was completely okay with that.

***

Ryker

“How long are we staying?” I asked as we approached the house.

“Well, Avery will be here until Monday evening, but you and I should probably go back on Sunday.”

“Yeah... I’ll use Monday to catch up on everything.”

The second we were inside, I curled an arm around her waist, pressing her against me, wanting as much contact as possible.

“Looks like we have the house all to ourselves,” I said.

Heather narrowed her eyes. “Is that code for something?”

I grinned, pressing her even tighter to me. “What do you think it’s code for?”

“Something dirty. You’re very creative in that department.”

“You think?” I moved my fingers in a slow, circular motion on her lower back. I wanted to hold her for a beat. The last twenty-four hours had taken a toll on me too. When I’d listened to Heather’s voicemail, for a few excruciating seconds I’d thought I’d lost them both. I kissed her until she hummed, curling her fingers onto my arms, but I needed her closer—I needed to know that I owned every part of her. Her lips were a little swollen when I pulled back. I traced the contour with my thumb, smiling.

Heather poked my chest with a finger. “You look a little too full of yourself.”

“So?”

“So that means you’re going to try and seduce me.”

“Not just try. I will.”

She rolled her eyes. I pinched her ass, enjoying immensely the way she pressed herself into me.