When I darted my tongue across his lips, we both knew we couldn’t take any additional teasing.
And as I’d hoped, he captured my mouth.
CHAPTER 25
Axe
Maybe kissing her would always be the same.
As if I was tasting her for the first time.
Enjoying have her in my arms for the first time.
Whatever the case, the sweet taste of cinnamon and something tangy like Dr. Pepper not only assaulted my senses but also made me crave tasting every inch of her.
With her legs wrapped around my hips, my thoughts were decidedly filthy. I was ready to devour her with a damn spoon.
She was fighting for control, tugging on my hair, moaning into the kiss and shifting the weight of her body in such a way my cock was at full attention. It was straining against my jeans, for fuck’s sake.
As usual, the feisty vixen knew exactly what she was doing to me. Of course she did. Teasing me relentlessly.
But if she thought for a second that I’d allow her to get by with this without some form of punishment, she was wrong. I debated where to take her until the pretty horse provided a not-so-subtle whinny.
That gave me one damn good idea.
With her in my arms, I headed to the stairs leading to the loft. They were old and somewhat rickety, open at the back and unable to see, after the second step, I stumbled forward.
The kiss was broken, her laugh lilting and my hunger off the charts.
“What are you doing?” Breathless and her eyes open wide, my Palomino Girl was prepared to drive me crazy.
“Anything I want.”
She gave me a heated look, but fortunately, I could tell she had no intention of playing hard to get. Especially since by time I made it to the landing, she’d all but ripped my shirt off.
With one hand on the railing, I struggled to get it over my head, tossing it away.
Her laugh brought such a wave of hunger I was shocked my jeans were intact.
“Nice shot,” she mused and rubbed one hand down my chest. Every time her fingers touched me, I was pushed to a point of needing her like some crack addict.
She was my nemesis and I couldn’t seem to get enough. I’d put more time trying to convince some guys I knew from the rodeo circuit to come out and help than I’d originally thought I would. I’d even sold the damn charity without knowing any details.
And why? Because of her.
Because all I wanted to do was to please her.
As soon as I lowered her onto her feet, she quickly glanced over the open railing toward the area below. “Someone might pop in and see us.” She backed away, enough out of reach I could grab her.
“They could hear us too. I’m betting they will.”
“That much of a wild man?”
As soon as she yanked off her shirt, I shook my head. “I am, a beast you shouldn’t tease.” I wasn’t about to waste any time. We’d waited long enough. With a hard yank, I jerked off one boot, forced to hop forward.
Her laugh caught my attention all over again. The little brat.
I wrangled with my other boot, finally jerking my foot free. By that point, my patience was gone. With two long strides, I had her in my arms.
