Instead, I lift up on tiptoe and press my lips to his. Kissing him hard and deep, like I’m done being careful.
“Let’s get messy,” I murmur. His grin curves against my mouth, hands tightening on my hips.
“Gladly.”
CHAPTER 22
BENNETT
When Tori sayslet’s get messy, that’s all the invitation I need.
I lift her up in one quick, easy move, and she hitches up her skirt, wrapping her legs around me. Arms around my neck, she doesn’t break the kiss as I walk to the kitchen and set her perfect ass down on the marble island.
“Watch all the flowers,” she murmurs into my open mouth. “Someone went a little overboard.”
I shake my head. “Disagree. Just the right amount.”
Reaching behind me, I grab the collar of my shirt and yank it over my head, drop the tee to the floor. She runs her palm over my chest, her fingers tracing the outline of my muscles.
“You live up to your name, Steele.” She smiles up at me through lowered lashes and my pulse spikes.
“Gotta stay relevant out there, Sunshine.” I cup her face, the skin soft and smooth. Run my thumb over her cheek, kissing her mouth, her jaw, all the way down herneck. Tiny mewls of pleasure vibrate against my lips and the sound sends all the blood pumping straight to my cock.
“You’re gorgeous.” I keep moving down the lines of her body, kissing as I go. She doesn’t wait for me to ask about her blouse, her fingers already flying over the pearl buttons.
“In a rush, huh?” I tease as the sheer fabric slides off her shoulders and pools on the marble. “We’ve got time, I’m in no hurry.”
My eyes rake over her, perched on the kitchen island in her black lacy bra, skirt bunched up around her hips. She reaches behind her and undoes the clip holding her hair in a tight bun. She shakes the dark waves free, falling over her bare shoulders.
She’s fucking stunning.
“What?” Her eyelashes flutter against her pinkening cheeks.
“You’re every bit as beautiful as I imagined. More.” I smooth my palm down her arms, chill bumps rising on her skin.
“Why do I feel like that’s a very Bennett line?”
I shake my head. “It’s not. Trust.”
And I mean every word.
Her lips tip up in a smile and I push her back gently down onto the counter. Pulling her hips to the edge of the island, I kneel down between her legs. Then I kiss her calf, kneading the tension from her muscles with my fingers as I work my way up her thighs. Licking the warm skin, moans of pleasure already falling from her lips.
That sound goes straight to my dick.
“I haven’t even made it to the good part yet.” I hook my thumbs in the sides of her black lace panties. “Lift up.”
“You’re going to ruin my countertops.” But she raises her ass up half an inch, her eyes fixed on mine.
“You said messy.” I slide the skimpy fabric down her thighs, peel the lace from her body.
“Not this messy.”
I bring the panties to my nose and sniff, noting the wet spot with a surge of pride.
“Liar. Now pull your skirt all the way up, Sunshine.”
She follows my instructions and I spread her thighs wide with my hands. Then I drop my lips to her bare pussy and taste her for the first time.
