When her lips connect with mine, I tighten my hold around her, lifting her off her feet so our heads are aligned.
She sweeps her tongue into my mouth, her hunger so raw and plain and obvious.
She doesn’t have to say, “I want you.” I can feel the desire within her. I can taste it.
And fuck if that doesn’t make me hard as a steel pole.
The erection grows in my pants, complaining about the confines of these trousers. Thankfully, it’s angled the right way, allowing it to grow without me having to adjust anything. But it still wants out.
“Let me play!”I can practically hear it begging.
But Dani’s my focus right now. She has to lead this thing. I’m not crossing any lines she doesn’t want to.
What we’ve got going here is too precious—too fragile—to mess with.
My heart is beating louder and faster with every swipe of her tongue, and I can feel myself caving, the instinct telling me to just take her right here and now.
The song has shifted. I can’t remember the title, but I know it. I know these lyrics. The band is singing about sweet touchesand intoxicating kisses. They’re telling me to pleasure this woman. To make her come.
“Mmmm.” I moan, trailing my hand down her body and gripping her ass. Pulling away, I try to gauge her reaction. Does she want my hand here? Am I reading these signals right?
It’s not like I’m a playboy. Sure, I’ve slept with a few girls in my time, but I’m hardly Casanova. Those girls were begging me. Dani hasn’t said a damn thing.
“Is this okay?” I whisper. “To put my hand here?”
“Uh-huh.” Her voice is breathy as she lunges for my mouth again.
I drink from her, slashing my tongue against hers and running my hand down her leg, hooking my fingers under her knee so she can wrap herself around me.
She moves with me, her hips bucking when she obviously notices my erection.
Her whimper is exquisite, popping into my mouth before she wrenches her lips off mine and blows a shaky breath across my cheek.
“Do you want this?”
“Yes?” She says it like a question, and I have to pull back to check her face.
With the darkness, it’s basically impossible to read her. All we’ve got is words and touch, and I have to know.
“Dani, it’s okay to change your mind. We can stop right now if you want to.”
“I don’t.”
“Are you sure?” I resist the urge to kiss her when she tries to seek out my mouth again. “Dani. You’ve got to be sure.”
She pauses and my heart stutters in my chest, threatening cardiac arrest as I wait her out.
“It’s okay,” I whisper, when all she gives me is a few panting breaths against my cheek.
I’m about to put her down when her legs squeeze around me tighter, her sweet pussy rubbing against my desperate cock.
“My body wants you so bad I can barely contain myself,” she rasps.
“I understand that feeling,” I croak back, my voice all rough and rugged, my hips connecting with hers, grinding against her with enough pressure to make her whimper again. “But what doyouwant? Because if you’re not ready, I’m gonna need to put you down and step back.”
She tips her hips again, gyrating against my body in a move that nearly blinds me.
Fuck. She’s so hot.
