He places a hand on the countertop on either side of me and leans so close his breath warms my lips.
I want his kiss.
“Who am I, Audrey?”he whispers.
I swallow before my heart escapes and flatten my hands over his chest.His very hard, warm chest.
“Brennan, stop.”
“Tell me who I am to you and I’ll go back to the couch alone.Keep ignoring me, and I’ll take you with me,” he murmurs.
I lick my dry lips and nearly melt into a puddle when he groans.The stubble on his face contrasts with his smooth skin.My fingers itch to explore the different textures, but I dig my nails into his chest and lean away.
“You’re Brennan Diamond, my unforgiving boss, overbearing ex-stepbrother, the only man I’ve kissed, and the biggest asshole I’ve ever met.Happy now?”
Despite my best efforts to sound flippant, my low, throaty voice gives away my desire.
His smirk smolders my insides.
“Very, very happy.”He drops his gaze to my lips.“So happy only one thing could make me happier.”He leans closer.“Promise me I’ll be the last man you ever kiss, and I’ll be the happiest man on earth.”
I bite back a whimper as the urge to press my lips to his spears through me.
“We aren’t at that stage yet,” I challenge.
He growls and shifts impossibly closer.
“But we are, baby doll.I will only ever want you, and like you’ve said, I’m an unforgiving, overbearing asshole.I’ll never let another man touch you, so make your promise before I turn into a monster,” he murmurs.
Despite the sexual tension roaring between us, he holds himself back.
His restraint gives me the courage to rise onto my toes and press my mouth to his.I explore his lips with mine until her groans and parts his teeth.
When he doesn’t take over, I deepen the kiss and stroke my tongue over his.
No one else has ever shown such patience.His control is both maddening and impressive.
With the same slow, coaxing rhythm he taught me during our first kiss, I lure his tongue into my mouth and gently close my teeth around it.His stubble scratches my cheeks and chin while his smooth lips provide a stark counter sensation.
I pull my head back, lightly scraping his tongue with my teeth until it slides free.
“I don’t want to do this with anyone else,” I whisper against his lips.
He drops his forehead to mine and heaves.When I realize his entire body shakes, worry douses the fire in my blood.
He just spent the night passed out on a couch in his office because someone drugged his food.Maybe I pushed him too far.
“You’re too fucking perfect, baby doll.Don’t move.I need a minute,” he snarls.
“I’m sorry, I went too far.I can help you back to the couch.”
“Don’t apologize for almost finishing what I shouldn’t have started.Just be still before I disgrace myself.”
What in the fresh macho man hell is he spouting?If he’s dizzy and at risk of falling, he definitely needs help back to the couch.
“Disgrace yourself?”I ask.
“I’m half a heartbeat away from cumming in my pants.Stop brushing your breasts against me before I lose it,” he growls.
