I’m buzzing.
It’s been so long since I’ve held a woman in my arms.
Michaela responds with reckless abandonment. I knew all that fire she was spitting at me could be channeled to something so much sweeter.
“Christ,” I say, tearing my lips away from hers.
Fueled with the desire to explore and devour every inch of her, I walk us backward until she’s pinned against the house’s façade. I crowd into her, blocking off the view from the main house so her friend can’t see us. Kissing in public is one thing, what I have in mind is another. I lift one arm so it’s resting on the wall beside her head. Her skyscraper heels give her height, but she’s much shorter than the women I go for.
We’re so close, our noses touch, and our breaths mingle as the heat from her body radiates through mine. Even in theoutdoors, her scent fills my nostrils and damn if it doesn’t make my mouth water.
She looks up at me, almost helpless. Her translucent green eyes, now dark with desire, bounce between mine before dropping to my mouth.
My lips twitch, relishing the moment.
I lift a hand, brushing my fingers along her chin.
Her breath hitches and her eyelids lower for a beat before fixing her gaze onto me.
My fingers skim down the smooth skin of her neck.
She shivers.
I allow a finger to travel between her breasts before cupping one in my hand and squeezing hard.
“Oh God, Phoenix.”
My cock swells in my pants.
I drop my head to her neck and breathe her in. “Fuck, you’re sweet.”
“You’re torturing me.”
“I know.”
“If you keep it up, I’m going to melt.”
I flash her a wolfish grin before pressing my hungry mouth to hers like I’ve been aching to do since she stepped out of the Bentley and onto the dock yesterday afternoon. When she parts her lips and invites my tongue inside with a sexy as fuck moan, it takes everything for me not to lose my shit.
I’ve kissed women before, but nothing comparable to this.
I press my body against her belly, making sure she knows Payne’s nickname for me isn’t a myth. She catches me off guard when she grinds against my erection. My cock is as hard as steel and it’s a struggle not to lift her into my arms, step between her parted legs, and seek the relief I desperately need.
This is so fucking hot, I can’t remember my own name.
They say it’s a fine line between hate and desire. It’s the only way I can explain the mounting feverish hunger for this woman.
I lose my fucking mind in the kiss.
Our tongues tangle in a wicked, sensual dance, as she matches my fervor.
I pull away from her and stare at her. “Fuck, kitten,” I say. “You’re not holding back.”
“Neither are you.”
Needing more, I crush my lips against hers as I deepen my voracious kiss.
She moans into my mouth, an invitation for me to continue my assault.
