“Fuck, how long has it been?” Chucking the hand towel away, I turn in her arms.
Her mouth seizes mine in a kiss that feels like coming home. Like finding refuge in a storm.
It turns needy and desperate as she clings to me, clawing my back with her nails. Finally pulling away for air. “Too damned long—aah!” She squeals when I lift her up, spinning her aroundand hoisting her ass onto the sink basin’s lip. Her legs wrap round me, feet hooked behind my back.
“You’re going to be my ruin.” I roll my forehead against hers, rucking up her pleated skirt to squeeze the soft flesh of her thighs through silk stockings.
“Gods know I’m already ruined,” she breathes.
“I need you. Right now.” I can already taste her on the tip of my tongue.
“I have to tell you something, El. It’s important.” But she’s using her legs to pull me into her heat. Pheromones hit me in waves. All I can think about is kneeling between them.
My hands slide around and down, palming her ass through lace garter belt and panties. I squeeze, and adorable giggles bubble out of her.
“Later,” I groan, then combust when her fingers comb through my short hair. My eyes focus on her. “You. Bedroom. Now.”
“I can’t stay long.”
“Sweetheart,” I drop a peck on her mouth, whisper in her ear, “we don’t need long, and you know it. Now. Get your gorgeous ass on my bed before I put you there myself, Itissa.”
Her breath hitches. “Yes, sir.”
I help her hop down. Let her lead me toward the bedroom. My eyes trace the line of pearl buttons studding the length of her silk-clad spine. They’re impossibly tiny, and it takes all my restraint to keep from tearing her blouse off to see those pretty buttons bounce across the floor.
The nagging sensation travels up our soul-tie, digging at me still. But I’m so overcome with how much I’ve missed her and answering the demands of my raging libido, I shove it aside.
The bedroom door is barely shut before she backs me into it, hands fisted in my shirt, lips crushing mine.
Pheromones ooze from her pores, leaving me in a fog of urgent desire that thickens the back of my throat and pinches between my legs. Pure lust clouds the air around us.
Suddenly, I don’t care about a single gods-be-damned thing other than making her scream. Reminding her who she belongs to.
“You’ve been climbing the walls, I take it?” I pick her up, reveling in the squeal that tears from her throat. The way she flings her arms around my shoulders.
I can feel myself swelling,achingfor her already.
“If you only knew.El!” She lets out a shriek when I dump her on the bed.
“Oh, I have an idea.” I drop down over her, jostling the mattress. Her giggle squeezes my heart. “And here I thought you already had someone for that.”
“It isn’t the same. She isn’tyou.”
This woman will be my exquisite ruin.My heart glows. “Well. You’ll get what you need. But I need to taste you first.” Gathering her in my arms, my lips claim hers again. When the kiss breaks, I whisper, “You’ve been my only thought for so many days on end, I’ve lost count.”
Her hands frame my face, jewel-blue eyes flicking between mine. “You’re all Ieverthink about.”
The conviction with which she says it has me yanking the hem of her blouse from her skirt’s waistband. Whipping the garment over her head in a cloud of her dark hair. Giving her a firm enough shove to send her flopping backward, more laughter rising from her throat.
The nagging isn’t even noticeable now. Actually, it’s completely gone.
I strip her down to panties. Hands hooked under her knees, I yank her to the edge of the bed.
Her squeal becomes a moan when I spread her legs, pressing a kiss on her clit through the delicate tulle. I nudge it, tracing with my tongue until the sensitive nub is standing up against the lacework.
The garment comes off in two swift tugs that pry a gasp from her. She props herself on her elbows. Her mouth falls open while I kneel on the floor between her luscious thighs.
“Gods!” She collapses, arms going out from under her when I run my tongue up her slick seam.
