My eyes turn ravenous as I watch her looking over my garden.
She brushes her fingers over the leaves like they’re something precious. The spring sunshine is shining on her, throwing warm golden rays across her skin. I stare at her in awe, wondering if I’ve ever seen something so beautiful before.
I can’t stop watching the way she moves—slow, sexy, and so fucking tantalizing. It’s like she’s trying to torture me. It’s like she knows exactly what she’s doing, but she doesn’t. It’sinnocent and unconscious, and that makes it so much more tempting.
“What are these?” she asks, looking at a section of sprouts.
“Hot peppers. They don’t look like much yet, but they’ve got a bite.”
“Spicy,” she says in a sexy voice while giving me a dirty look.
It undoes me. It cracks my core open. I want to possess that sexy mouth of hers. I want to make her mine.
I’ve never felt so possessive of anything in my life. In this moment, it’s undeniable. I have to have her.
“Do you like it hot?” I ask in a low, deep voice as I prowl toward her.
Her eyes flicker with an acknowledgment that something has changed. That something is about to go down. And then she grins, loving it.
“How hot?” she whispers as I come up to her, close enough that I can smell the apricot shampoo in her hair.
I slide my hand onto her hip, feeling her shivering under me as I put my lips an inch away from her ear.
“Red hot,” I whisper. “So hot, you can’t breathe. So hot, you’ll be crying out.”
She sucks in a breath as her hand slides onto my arm, gliding over my bicep.
I move my head so I can look down into her sexy hazel eyes. They’re full of lust as she looks up at me, her breath coming out quicker and raspy. “Can you handle it?”
“I don’t know,” she whispers, our bodies coming together. “I might need a taste.”
That’s it. That’s the last thread.
I can feel the heat of her body burning for me as I grip her hips and kiss her.
It’s not a slow and cautious first kiss. It’shungryand hard andrawand full of passion.
She grips my shirt in her fists and pulls me against herwrithing body, shoving her tongue in my mouth as I hold her tight and kiss her just as hard.
All of the need and desire that’s been simmering all day boils over into this hot frenzy of a kiss.
We pull away—just for a moment—to look at each other. God, she’s so beautiful. I can’t even take it. My heart feels like it’s going to explode. My body feels like it’s going to combust.
Our eyes drop back down to each other’s mouths, and we lunge on each other again, kissing and pulling and moaning. My cock is so hard it’s aching. When she feels it against her hip, she pushes against it harder and I feel like I’m going to die if I don’t get inside this girl.
I slide my hand into her silky hair, tilting her jaw up so I can kiss her even deeper. These lips are so soft. So perfect. I need to be able to kiss them whenever I want. I need to taste them every day for the rest of my life.
Her eager hands slide into my beard, cupping my jaw and holding my mouth against hers. She moans as she kisses me without a single ounce of shyness or hesitation. When she whimpers softly, the sound goes straight to my core, and I almost lose my mind.
This woman ismine. I know it in my bones. I know it in the way my body molds around hers like it’s found home.
I need to know what else her sexy little tongue can do. I need to know how the rest of her tastes.
There’s a fire roaring through my veins when we finally break apart, still clinging, still holding each other tight, but giving our ravenous mouths a break.
Her hazel eyes are glassy and full of arousal as she looks up at me. I can only imagine what’s in my eyes right now, what I’m looking like. I want todevourthis girl whole. I want topossessher. I want toownher.
I’m already addicted. I’m alreadyobsessed.
