She wove her fingers through the hair at the back of his head to hold him right where he was.“You left me hanging earlier today, Billy.”
The nuzzling stopped, and she felt the tension in his body.
“I know.I’m sorry.”
That was it?She wasn’t one who accepted apologies easily, especially without a reason.Her fingers tightened on his hair, tugging at the roots, but then he was kissing her again.Hotter, deeper, with more of that anger he’d shown before.
Only as his hands swept over her body, she realized that anger wasn’t directed at her.
His touch was hungry as it glided under her tank top.His thumb dipped into her bellybutton, and her stomach squeezed at the erotic feeling.He traced her ribs and then the band of her bra.The tank stretched, but apparently not enough.He pulled it over her head, catching her hair and the necklace she wore.The long strands blinded her as they tumbled back down, and the chain dug into her neck before the weight of the charm settled between her breasts.This time, metal against skin.
Billy’s big hands were already handling her curves, and that was all she could see as she looked downward.His machine-scarred, rough fingers looked sexy and male against her hot pink bra.The slick Lycra was the only thing that stood between him and her feminine secrets.
Roxie swept back her hair.She rested her arm atop her head and against the door, deliberately arching into his erotic hold.Oh, it felt good to be touched.Her skin tingled when his rough fingertips brushed against the edges of the sexy lingerie, and her nipples beaded hard.
“Hot pink,” he said with a rasp.“No wonder the librarian was jealous.”
“White is boring.”
“Not on you, it isn’t.”He squeezed possessively.“Do the panties match?”
She smiled at him dangerously, squirming in his touch.“What panties?”
His eyes narrowed to slits as he traced the pendant between her breasts, and Roxie’s breaths went short.She could barely stand the heat coming off his hands.She couldn’t imagine what it would feel like when he stripped her bare.
“So beautiful,” he murmured.
She arched into his touch.He still wanted her.She’d told herself over and over that she’d moved on.But to be wanted… even for a little while…
She inhaled deeply when he freed the front clasp of her bra.His thumb stroked hotly over her nipple, making it ache, before he settled his mouth over her.The tugging resonated deep between her legs.
“Billy,” she moaned.
Weaving her fingers through his hair, she clenched him to her.Her head rolled against the door as her hips rocked up to meet him.
She was riding atop the hard knot in his jeans, but she wanted him inside her.She wanted him stroking her deep and hard.
Hands frantic, she pulled his T-shirt upward.Her nails scraped over hot, firm flesh.He gave up her nipple to briefly whip the Harley tee over his head.She dropped it so she could touch skin.She fanned her fingers over the muscles of his back, loving it when they stirred and clenched.He latched onto her other breast, and she let out a cry.
She was so tired of being alone, the tough independent one.She’d learned to protect herself, to guard her heart, but she’d seen what her sisters had.Just for a little while, she could pretend.She could take comfort—pleasure—in another.
Her thighs tightened around his hips, and he let out a deep grunt.
“Billy,” she whispered into his ear.“I need you.”
He pulled back, but she didn’t let him go far.His forehead rested against her breastbone, and her nipples ached as his hot breaths stroked over them.
“I can’t keep doing this, Roxie.”
“Don’t you stop again,” she warned.She stroked her hand down his chest towards his jeans.“Don’t you do it.”
Billy knew he should stay away.She knew his triggers better than he did.He’d spent the afternoon taking apart an engine, but he’d analyzed himself even more deeply.He couldn’t keep punishing himself like this.
But he couldn’t walk away from the mind-blowing ecstasy only she could bring.
He lifted his chin to meet her gaze.“When I leave this time, I won’t be back.”
There was the slightest flaring of her big brown eyes and a pull of her lips.Alarm.Surprise.He couldn’t allow it to affect him.
