Exploitation or sheer personal indulgence?
The goddamn answer would need to wait. My balls demanded attention.
I wasn’t the kind of man anyone would want to be in a relationship with and taking her this way felt much more intimate than should be allowed.
Yet as soon as I’d touched her, as soon as our lips had collided, there was no turning back, the hunger too great.
As I pulled her into my arms, dragging her onto her toes, there was no resistance, only the same incredible need that I’d felt before. We were locked in something that would be dangerous for us both yet right now, time held no meaning.
Only what we were about to share made any sense. I swept my tongue inside, tasting the sweetness that had very little to do with the wine and everything with her.
She was too innocent, so vulnerable, and while the worry about taking advantage of her was there, already eating at me, nothing could stop me at this point.
Not common sense or even my understanding that I could compromise everything.
With her hands tightly fisted around my shirt, her body pressed against mine, the freedom was incredible, the desire off the charts.
She wiggled in my hold, her tongue dancing with mine. When she rolled one arm over my shoulder, tangling her fingers in my hair, I lifted her off the floor.
Her body trembling, I controlled the moment and the woman, tasting the dark recesses that belonged to me. Even her scent, the combination of jasmine and spices awakened my senses, creating a fog of safety around us. With the breeze tickling my skin, I felt more lightheaded than I could remember from any past encounter.
Any woman.
Soft mews escaped her mouth as she wiggled in my hold. She had no way of knowing the friction she’d created or the fire threatening to erupt between us.
Or maybe she did. With every brush of her fingertips across my heated skin, I was driven crazier than before. There was no gentleness to my kiss, just a raging need to taste and take every inch of her.
Seconds later, she tugged my shirt, her small hands finding space between us. She was fumbling with my buttons.
I broke the kiss long enough to yank the collar, jerking the material over my head.
The look on her face was wild, her eyes almost fully dilated from the same burning desire. I wasn’t finished with her mouth, gripping her chin and tasting her once again. I pulled her bottom lip between my teeth, growling when she laughed in a soft tone that could set the world on fire.
With her hands planted on my chest, I could barely breathe. She kneaded my muscles before slowly brushing the tips of her fingers down my chest. Every touch pushed at the darkness within me.
I slipped my hand to her throat and dragged my tongue from one side of her jaw to the other, enjoying how she shuddered in my arms. Even the light sway of her body was about to drive me crazy. I bent her head back, licking down the long line of her neck.
“Mmm…” There was nothing like her soft moans or the way her dark lashes skimmed across her flushed cheeks. And with the quiet smile on her face, I couldn’t help but enjoy the moment. She was without a doubt the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.
Especially now wearing jeans that fit her body perfectly, accentuating every curve as if they’d been made for her specifically. The tee shirt was a creation of beauty, allowing just enough to be desired I’d had difficulty being a gentleman and not staring at her nipples poking through the thin fabric.
And even completely devoid of makeup, her face scrubbed clean of the gaudy painted mask she’d been forced to wear, I’d been lost in her the moment she’d walked into the room.
I bit down on her neck, savoring the way she shuddered. Damn, the woman could make the most passionate sounds.
As soon as I released my hold, she gave me a look that could spell disaster for any man just before biting my chin. Her slight chuckle was as surprising as if daring me to engage in something carnal. She kissed my neck, rolling her soft lips past my collarbone to my chest.
Holy shit. I’d never had a woman suck on my nipple before. Sensations rocketed through me like wildfire.
I tossed my head back, fisting her hair as she rolled her lips to my other nipple, sucking on the tip.
“Fuck, woman. What the hell are you doing?”
Her answer was a slight chuckle, a soft sigh that tightened my balls even more.
I took gasping breaths, wiping my jaw as the vibrations deep within continued to build. If she wasn’t careful, I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back from devouring every inch of her.
Who the fuck was I kidding? That was my intention.
