Her breathing went ragged at the command and Kirov knew she was torn between tearing into him for ordering her to do anything or…she was about to do much more than kiss him.
This constant ebb and flow between them, this constant grappling, the push and pull…it drove him crazy. But she was perfect. Perfect for him.
Perhaps she didn’t realize it yet, but he was perfect for her too.
Her body trembled and he squeezed the back of her neck, running the pad of his thumb up and down, softly scraping his claw against her skin.
Lani licked her lips again. Drew in a breath.
Then she kissed him.
Chapter Thirteen
Lainey had never suspected she waseasy.
Not by any means.
And yeah okay, she’d gotten a little frisky in a car a time or two on a third date, but it wasn’t like she had sex with them. No, sex for her, came with a solid commitment.
But with Kirov, she had a feeling he could have everything on thefirstdate. Anything he wanted and she would offer it to him with eager, open legs and more.
Lainey could never resist a dare. And she’d seen the look in Kirov’s eyes when he’d practically dared her to kiss him, as if a part of him thought she wouldn’t.
Ooohhh, this alien got under her skin in the worst and best possible way.
So, Lainey kissed him, just to prove she would. And she poured everything into that kiss…her frustration, her desire, her fear, her delight. His strong, warm hand had tightened on the back of her neck when their lips met and she’d felt her belly tighten in a similar way.
Lainey thought she would be teaching him a lesson.
Instead, she found herself never wanting that kiss to end. Because Kirov…goddamn, the alien male couldkiss.
Lainey made a sound in the back of her throat when he angled her head so he could delve deeper. It had been her that started it, but it was definitelyhimthat was leading it. When she realized that, she grabbed his shoulders, shifting position so that she could straddle his lap.
She rose to her knees so that they were the same height and threaded her hands through his silky, thick hair. Taking back control of the kiss, she stroked her tongue between his lips,deep.
Kirov growled, his tongue vibrating briefly, as she licked it.Ridges. He had ridges on his tongue, similar to the ones she knew lined the top and bottom of his cock.
The Luxirian let her have control of the kiss, but only for a brief while. Soon, he commandeered it again, stroking every part of her mouth before nibbling on her bottom lip, making her eyes roll into the back of her head as her spine tingled.
It went on like that. Lainey would fight him for that precious control again, he would allow it for a moment, and then seize it back, becoming more and more irresistible, more and more dominant with every turn she took from him.
Her pussy quivered, her fingers shook as arousal coursed through her body, pebbling her nipples under her suddenly very heavy tunic. He knew what he was doing. He was kissing all the fight out of her.
And he was so damnpatientabout it.
Lainey didn’t know why, but that bothered her. There she was, slowly losing her goddamn mind, and he was holding himself in complete control.
We’ll see about that, the little devil on her shoulder whispered.
If only to see how he would react, Lainey slid her hand to his cock, squeezing the length through the material of his pants.
Kirov inhaled a rough breath in surprise, making Lainey smile against his lips before she took back control of the kiss, feeling a bit smug.
Her fingers found the lacings that kept his cock from her and she tugged. Kirov caught her wrist, pulling away from her lips, to look at her.
“What?” she whispered, feeling drugged off his kiss, off his scent and taste and heat. “It isn’t anything I haven’t seen before, remember?”
He growled, seemingly at a loss for words, when she referred to the night she’d watched him jerk off.
