“So you risked your life for my dog?”
She nodded, still not looking away from his chest.
He let out a slow breath. His decision was made whether he wanted it to be or not. “So I should thank you…” He took that final step forward until he was right in front of her.
Her lashes fluttered and she looked up. “Thank me?”
He wrapped his arm around her back and dragged her to his chest. It was the excuse he’d needed. Because right now he wasn’t acting with logic.
He took her mouth in a kiss filled with all the pent-up lust he’d been holding inside for her. His hands spread down her back, and he grabbed her ass in those butt-hugging jeans that had teased him earlier.
Her arms eagerly climbed to his shoulders, and she kissed him in equal measure.
He broke the kiss to run his lips down her silky neck. “We shouldn’t do this.”
“Why not?” she said breathily.
“It’s a terrible idea,” he mumbled. “But I’m a weak man and I want you.”
She pulled back and eyed him. “You didn’t before. You kissed me and pretended that nothing had happened. Are you sure you want this?”
Hehadignored her, but not for the reasons she thought.
“You question my desire for you?” He brought her hips to his, showing her the evidence of his lust straining against his sweatpants.
She gave him a sexy smile.
He sighed. “Believe me, I want you.” That was a stupid answer, but he didn’t want to tell her everything he was thinking. That he wanted her around as much as he wanted her body. He was supposed to be setting boundaries. And he’d clearly failed. “Tell me to stop.”
She shook her head slowly and grabbed the back of his neck, bringing his mouth to hers and dragging her tongue across his bottom lip.
Fire hit his lower spine in a punch of lust. Levi picked her up and carried her to the bed, laying her on the mattress and following down next to her. He kissed the bottom of her neck and her collarbone, and she rolled into him, pressing her thigh against his hip.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said.
“You won’t. You’re gentle.” Her chest rose and fell, her breathing elevated.
Wouldn’t he, though? Women weren’t good at flings. They usually wanted more. “Physically, no, but…I don’t want to hurt you in other ways, either.”
Her hands flattened against his chest and she spread them out and down his torso, the seductive feel of which had him taking a quick breath. She was killing him. “Are you going to stop kissing me?” she said. “Because that would really piss me off.”
He gazed at her seriously. “If you tell me to, I will.”
“But only if I tell you to?”
Was that a trick question? He was operating on low brainpower. Too much blood flowed south. “I—Yes, if you tell me to.”
Her gaze flickered to his chest. “Don’t stop.”
Levi braced his weight on his forearms and settled his hips between her thighs. He took her mouth, rubbing the part of him hard and straining against her softness. He groaned and felt her heartbeat pick up beneath his chest, her breaths coming faster. He slid his hand down her side to her hip and back around to her ass. Lifting her leg, he wrapped it over the back of his thigh, where she dug in with her heel.
He was ready. Right now. Wanted to strip her bare and make love to her.
Not love.Sex—just sex. Kissing was okay too. No woman had ever had her heart broken from a kiss, right?
And touching. Lots of touching. He definitely needed to touch her.
Levi slid his hand up and under her knit shirt to bare skin and a silky bra, and unhooked it in seconds.
