Dangerous Crush (Dangerous Noise 2)

I nod. "Eventually."

Chapter 21

Piper

We linger in the kitchen, picking at the last bits of food on our plates, for ages. It's easy talking to Kit. I don't feel like I have to hide anything. I don't feel like I have to prove anything.

I can just be.

He's different than when we're around everyone else. He doesn't have that tension in his shoulders or that frustrated look in his eyes.

Maybe it's just post-sex relaxation—the thought makes me warm and hot at the same time—but he's not guarded the way he usually is.

His walls are down.

He breaks into a fit of laughter as I drop a noodle. It lands on my chest, splattering red sauce over my breasts.

It's not exactly chocolate syrup, but it is an opportunity.

His dark eyes lock with mine. "You want my mouth on your tits, all you have to do is ask." He slides off his seat and leans close enough to drag his lips over my neck. "You're usually direct."

"Uh-huh."

"You tell me what you need from me." He sucks on my skin. "I like that about you."

"Thank you."

"Don't stop doing that. Even if you think it will piss me off."

"Okay." I want a million things right now and half of them are contradictory. I want this to be real, to last, but I want it to be easy. I want to scream that Kit and I had sex from the mountaintops, but I don't want my brothers to find out.

I want this to be easy.

But I know it's a mess.

"When I figure it out, I'll let you know." I run my fingers through his hair.

"I like that you admit you don't know."

"What should I do?"

"Most people pretend."

"I wouldn't fool you if I did."

He groans against my skin. Then he's sucking on my earlobe.

"It was an honest moment of clumsiness." I moan as he drags his fingertips up my thigh. "But I like where this is going."

He leans down to lap the sauce off my chest. One drop at a time, he licks every drop.

Kit looks up at me as he takes my nipple into his mouth. He sucks softly. Then harder. Then he's scrapping his teeth against my delicate flesh.

He slides his arms around my hips to pull me off my chair. To take me into his arms.

His hard cock presses against my stomach.

I want it again.