He carried the papers to the dresser and dropped them there before shrugging out of his leather cut.The heavy material landed across the desk chair with a soft thud.
My eyes tracked every movement.
Push toed off his boots next and kicked them toward the wall before hooking his fingers into the collar of his shirt and dragging it over his head.
Sweet Jesus.
I forgot every single thing I’d been thinking about.
His body was all hard muscle and tattooed skin.Ink wrapped over his chest and shoulders before disappearing down his arms.The soft yellow light from the bedside lamp caught over every sharp line of him.
I stared openly.
Push tossed the shirt into the corner and studied me sitting frozen on the bed.“You gonna get ready for bed?”
I flicked my hand toward him lazily.“I’m enjoying the show.”
A low laugh rumbled out of him as he shook his head.Then his hands went to the button of his jeans.I sat up straighter immediately and his mouth twitched.
“Oh no,” I said.“Don’t stop now.”
Push paused dramatically.
“Keep going,” I ordered.
He turned toward me fully and stalked to the edge of the bed.“I think this needs to be fairer.”
I tilted my head innocently.“What exactly are you suggesting?”
His gaze dropped to my shirt.“Shirt, baby.”
I didn’t hesitate.Not even a little.
I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head before tossing it toward the floor beside his.His eyes darkened instantly as they landed on my bra-covered chest.
“Better?”I asked softly.“Though I think looking at you is much better.”
Push’s jaw flexed.God, I loved doing that to him.
I moved onto my knees and crawled toward the edge of the bed.He stepped closer immediately like he couldn’t help himself.
Good, because I couldn’t either.
The second he reached me; his hands gripped my waist and lifted me effortlessly into his arms.I wrapped my legs around his waist automatically while his mouth crashed into mine hard enough to steal my breath.
The kiss turned deep instantly.
Hungry.
Like he’d been holding himself back too damn long.
A small sound escaped me as my fingers slid into his hair.His hands moved over my back before one of them unclasped my bra with ridiculous ease.
I pulled back just enough to blink at him.“That was suspiciously smooth.”
His mouth brushed mine again.“Got skills.”
“Clearly.”
