And the purpose is apparently kissing me stupid.
His arms reach for me ravenously, engulfing me in his warmth. Our bodies align, slamming together like magnets. And then his lips are on mine, claiming and commanding me.
My toes curl as his tongue greedily plunders my mouth. His cologne invades my senses, intoxicating me almost as much as the dizzying kiss. Tingles traverse my body, making their way to my lower region.
He breaks the kiss suddenly, then drags his mouth over the curve of my neck. “Can’t believe you just said all that. I swear you’re inside my damn head, reading my thoughts.”
I guide his face to mine with an upward graze of his chin. “You feel that way too?”
“Most of it, yeah. You weren’t the only one who was broken,” he admits, clasping my cheeks and burning his gaze into mine. “Not anymore. I’m choosing love and happiness. Same as you. I don’t want to be a shell of a man who’s trudging through life. I want more. And I want it with you. No more darkness. For either of us.”
Every fiber of my being shimmers with love and warmth. I’ve never felt more seen and understood.
And loved.
We stare at each other with sappy smiles, nothing left unspoken. Two people, separate and distinct. But one heart, strong and true.
As he captures my lips, I surrender to him. Our kiss gradually blossoms from tender and loving to fiery desire.
“I want you so badly,” I confess when I break away for a breath.
“Same, cookie.” He goes to work on the sensitive spot at the base of my throat, making my core flood with lust. “We need to leave soon. How fast do you think I can make you come?”
I tilt my head back to give him better access, whimpering as he sucks my sensitive flesh between his lips.“I think you just did,” I joke.
If the way he’s worshipping my neck didn’t do it, the rich laugh that rumbles from his chest just might.
While licking and nipping a path up to my chin, he tugs at my waistband. “Take these pants off, cookie.”
“We’ll be late.”
“Worth it to make you scream my name.” He urges me backward gently, his brows dancing. “Besides, Sawyer said they’re never on time since becoming parents. Apparently, their twins have a dramatic side.”
He reverses me all the way to the wall, cushioning my head with his splayed hand. Flush against me, he drives his hips forward to reveal how hard he is.Wowsers.
I peek into the kitchen to check the time on the oven and attempt mental math despite the swirling hormones. “We have about twenty minutes until weshouldleave. Thirty-ish if we’re going for fashionably late.”
“I can make that work.”
Inspiration hits me, and I sink to my knees. My hands fly to his belt buckle. “So can I.”
His hands land on both sides of my head. “What are you doing?”
I stop fumbling with his fly long enough to wiggle my fingernails at him. “We can each check a fantasy off our lust lists before we leave.”
“Fuuuck,” he rasps. “The red polish.”
As soon as I free his engorged cock, my breath hitches with a hint of fear. For as many times as I’ve seen this magnificent body part, I’ve never been this close. It’s two inches away, directly in my eyeline.
It’s massive. Thick, hard, and girthy.
Mindlessly, I wobble my jaw to loosen it up. We’re gonna need to test laws of physics here. Or unscrew my jaw and take it off the hinges.
Embracing my new mantra,bring it on.
I take his rigid length in my palm, pulsing gingerly around it as I give it a single pump. He groans, so I repeat the motion with a little moreoomph.
He hisses through his teeth, sounding like he’s straddling the line between pleasure and pain. If he’s anything like me, then he’s right where he wants to be—on the edge.
