Dangerous Crush (Dangerous Noise 2)
"You want to talk about it?" I ask.
"I don't want to think right now."
I drag my fingers over his neck and down his chest. "What do you want?"
He pulls me closer. "This."
It feels good, my body pressed against his, but I want more. I look up into his eyes. "Let me get you out of your head."
He raises a brow.
I undo his first button. Then the second. "I want to make you feed good."
His expression softens as desire takes over. His pupils dilate. His fingers curl into my skin. "We shouldn't do this here."
"I know." I rise up to my tip toes to kiss him anyway.
He kisses back, hard and hungry. Whatever it is that's going through his head, he needs me right now.
He needs me.
The realization sets my body on fire. I kiss him harder. I undo his buttons faster. I push his shirt off his shoulders and drag my fingers over his bare skin.
He leans into my touch, groaning against my lips, shifting his hips against mine.
He's hard.
And I need that.
I shift back enough to unbutton and unzip his jeans. There. My palm presses against his cock. My fingers curl around him.
With my other hand, I push his pants off his hips.
Touching him isn't enough.
I need more.
I break from our kiss and stare up into his eyes. "I want to..." I cultivate all the confidence I have. "I want to suck you off. We haven't done that."
His pupils dilate. "You sure?"
"Very sure." I press my lips to his chest. His skin tastes good. Like soap and like Kit. "I haven't done it. Will you show me?"
"Fuck yes." He drags his fingers through my hair then rests his palm against the back of my head. "Take off your dress."
I unzip the thing and slide it off my hips.
Kit's eyes go wide. "And your bra."
I unhook it and peel it off my chest.
Kit keeps one hand on the back of my head. He drags the other over my chest, playing with one nipple then the other then the first.
He leans down to suck on my earlobe.
Need pools in my core. I almost consider changing my request to him fucking me, hard, against the wall.
But I want to do this.