Wild With You (The Connor Family 2)

He was silent for a beat, then moved even closer.

"Do you know how hard it was to stay away from you tonight, Lori?"

I sucked in a breath.

"You were the only woman I wanted to dance with, and I couldn't have you. The whole night, I've been fantasizing about making everyone leave so we could be alone."

I couldn't form an answer. All thoughts fled me. All my muscles were strung tight. He brought one hand to my belly, and I knew he could feel the tension coiled in my body.

"You're so tense, Lori. I want to ravish you." His hand moved higher. "I want to taste you, make you mine."

He brought his mouth to my ear, moved his hand from my belly up to cup my face, and kissed me. I moaned when our tongues collided. His sheer masculinity made my entire body thrum, lighting me up on the inside. It felt out-of-this-world good, just like before. Was it possible that I'd forgotten what it felt like to be kissed? No, I just hadn't been kissed by someone who was so good at it. And deep down, I knew no other kiss would ever match Graham's.

I searched in vain for my arsenal of excuses. I couldn't think. All I could do was feel. When he brought me flush against him, and his erection pressed against my belly, I lost all decency. I wound my fingers through his hair, tugging and demanding. His passion lit me up. He cinched my dress up until his fingers were on the bare skin of my thigh. He slid it to my ass and hoisted me up until l felt the tip of his erection against my center. I almost came, and my panties were still on.

"I want you so much, Lori. I don't know what not wanting you feels like anymore."

"I want you too," I admitted, voice low, almost a whisper.

He kissed me again, and I lifted one bent leg onto his thigh, opening up, grinding against him. I needed more friction. Oh my, this was too much. Feeling his fingers digging into my ass cheek, his hard chest pressing against my breasts, teasing my sensitive nipples, the length of his cock rubbing against my clit—

I exploded the next second, coming so hard that the leg I was standing on shook. The one I'd lifted spasmed. Graham held me tight to him while I regained my breath. I couldn't believe I'd just climaxed. It usually took me about fifteen minutes to relax and work myself up to a high point. Embarrassment gnawed at me, but Graham put me at ease with one sentence.

"Lori, you coming like that was so damn sexy."

He took my hand, and we moved onto the pathway leading up to the house. As we stepped inside, I heard a buzzing sound. Graham took his phone out of his pocket, tossed it in the bowl with keys at the right of the entrance.

"Don't you want to take that? Could be important."

"Lori, that phone could be on fire and it wouldn't stop me."

Okay then.

Up the stairs we went, then into the master bedroom. He kissed me against the door, his hand tugging on the zipper of my dress. A shiver ran through me. My muscles tensed.

"What's wrong?" he murmured.

"Nothing," I said quickly.

"Lori, I can feel you thinking, stressing. You go all rigid when you're nervous. Talk to me."

"I haven't done this in a while." I glanced out the window, at the ocean, not quite able to meet his eyes. The moon hung low, its glow amplified by the reflection in the water. Graham cupped my cheek, turning my head until our eyes locked.

Chapter Fourteen

Lori

"I'll make it so good. I promise. Do you trust me to do that?"

I nodded, and he kissed me again. He started with my mouth, moved over to my shoulder. "I've fantasized about undressing you all night." He undid the zipper of my dress, slipped a hand on my bare skin, blowing my inhibitions to smithereens. "Since I saw this dress, all I could think about was taking it off you."

I needed him naked. I wanted to admire that gorgeous, bronze skin. I wanted to touch and taste. With eager fingers, I got to work on the buttons of his shirt, until I freed his torso. The reality was more delic

ious than all the fantasies I'd had. I ran my hand across his steely muscles and placed open-mouthed kisses on the expanse of his chest. He interrupted my exploration before I could have my fill, though I was starting to suspect I couldn't ever have enough of him.

He rid me of my dress next. Taking one step back, he took me in from head to toe. I felt exposed in my lacy bra and panties, but the hunger in his gaze put me at ease. And when he captured my mouth and pulled my ponytail free, fisting my curls, heat coiled low in my belly. I rolled my hips almost involuntarily and slammed right into his, trapping his erection between us. Even through his pants, I could feel how much he wanted me. Through the haze of lust, I felt him kneel before me, taking off my pumps. He kissed my legs, moving to my inner thighs. As he moved farther up, I felt heat gather between my thighs, adrenaline coursing through me, like a buzz that wouldn't quiet. I'd never felt so aware of my body, so alive.

Hooking his thumbs in the elastic band of my panties, he tugged them down, exposing me further. Without warning, he swiped his tongue over my center, and I saw stars.