And when she parted her lips and pressed up on her toes in invitation, I took it. Fuck, did I ever.
My mouth crashed over hers. Tongue slipped between her lips while backing her against the wall.
She arched into me, grinding. Searching. Chasing something. Like how hard I was.
There was nothing hesitant or cautious about this moment. It was as intense as my heart was beating. And as dangerous as I knew it would be, and then some.
Soft, decadent moans left her full lips as she let her hands wander over my body.
I relished every touch.
Every bite of her fingernails into my flesh.
She rotated against me, stealing her lips from mine to drop her mouth to my neck and kiss me there.
I died.
For real this time.
The way she kissed me, clinging to my body for dear life as I nuzzled my face against the side of her neck.
When her eyes returned to mine, a soulful look in hers before she urged me down to capture her mouth again, I knew I was done. It was game over.
I felt it in my bones, in the very fabric of my entire being, that I belonged to her. It didn’t have to make sense; it was true.
In this moment, at least. In this room and in the mountains of Colorado, I was hers. For now. She owned me. All of me.
I was ready to deliver my soul on a platinum platter for her. Let her etch her name into my heart, too.
This was different.
This was ...This is how it’s supposed to be, isn’t it?
Andthatterrified me.
I had to stop before I did something crazy, like make love to her. Fill her. Hell, if she asked me to, I’d offer her something I never thought I’d give anyone because of Beth: a child.
You have a son. With Trevor.That reminder slammed into me. Had me feeling like I was cheating with another man’s wife even if that made no damn sense.
I backed away. Let go of her. Searched for my sanity and my sense of control.
She was breathing hard. A hand over her heart and another between her legs, as if I’d left her in pain there. In both places.
“Audrey.” Her name was a snarl from my lips. A demand to stop me. To tell me to walk away. To tell me to not fall to my knees and take her pants down along with me. I’d taste her, get her off; then I’d pick out one of the pairs of lace panties I’d packed for her and guide her legs into them, only to slide them out of the way to lick her senseless again.
“What was that?” She covered her mouth now, resetting my attention there.
It was me falling. Off the cliff. Into something more. Into the deep.
I held my hands up in surrender. In request to not let me do all the things the caged beast inside me craved to do.
“I have to go,” I said in a hoarse voice, feeling the pull of my flesh and desires draw me closer to her, my arms falling to my sides. Barrier removed now. Time to extract myself from this room. “Lock the door. Don’t open it.”
“Not even for you?”
On my way out, I glanced back at her. “Especially for me,” I hissed before leaving, shutting the door behind me.
Not trusting myself to stick around any longer and wait to ensure she locked up, I took off down the hall.
