Yes, please.
Obsidian leaned down, his warm hand curling around her neck. She could feel him watching her from behind those dark lenses. Penelope shifted up on her toes, trying to meet him halfway. When his lips met hers, all thought fled. She sighed, leaning into him. His other hand moved to her lower back, pulling her closer, holding her there while his tongue dipped into her mouth, sliding against hers. Every nerve ending in her body came to life, dancing a jig, warming her from the inside out.
His lips were soft, his skilled tongue taking control. His dominance was subtle yet unmistakable. The man could kiss, and the sensuality of it made her want more. To feel his hands on her skin, his big body covering hers. Hell, she’d settle for feeling his bare skin against her palms.
Somehow, she managed to rein in her thoughts, to focus on the kiss. The same couldn’t be said for her hands. She reached for Obsidian, her fingertips grazing his smooth cheeks, then on to the soft bristle of his hair. Her thumbs glided over his ears as she wound her arms around his neck, trying to get closer. It was a wanton move, but in that moment, she didn’t have the brain power to be concerned.
The dark rumble in his chest made her sex clench, her thighs squeezing together to stave off the desire.
The next thing she knew, Obsidian lifted her off her feet. Her butt met the granite countertop, their lips never separating. The new position brought her closer to his mouth, the position far more comfortable. Penelope moaned softly as his lips caressed hers, his tongue taunting and teasing. She tried to pull him closer, but he was a mountain and she was a breeze. He kept himself in place, not quite giving in to whatever was transpiring between them.
The same could not be said for her. Penelope was falling. Rapidly. Everything about him spoke to her.
When his lips separated from hers, they were both breathing hard. Embarrassment at her behavior chilled her, made her realize how needy she’d been. She barely knew this man, and here she was, practically climbing him in an effort to get more.
“I don’t want to leave,” Obsidian whispered, his thumb brushing over her cheek.
She tried to look away, to hide her shame, but he kept his hand on her neck, his long fingers keeping her from turning her head.
“You’re so sweet,” he said softly, pulling her closer as his arms moved around her.
Penelope buried her face in his chest, inhaled his delicious scent. A rich, musky fragrance mixed with what she assumed was fabric softener. The combination made her light-headed. His big arm curled around her neck, his palm cradling her head. It was a move that felt far more intimate than anything she’d experienced before. As though he was keeping her within the protection of his arms. She sighed against him.
Obsidian finally released her and she hopped down from the counter, straightening her T-shirt, messing with her hair, anything to keep her from reaching for him again.
“What’s your cell phone number?” Obsidian prompted, his phone in his hand.
Penelope rattled it off.
A second later, her phone rang but cut off almost instantly.
“Now you have mine.”
She nodded, followed him to the door.
“Good night, Penelope.”
“Good night.”
The kiss he pressed to her lips was soft, chaste, but it did nothing to diminish the heat flooding her veins.
Obsidian studied her face once more before he opened the door and slipped out. She closed and locked it behind him, then leaned back, her fingers touching her lips.
She could still feel his mouth on hers long after he was gone.
Chapter Six
Wednesday, July 24, 2019
OBSIDIANSTAREDATTHEGUARDIANANGEL,CONFUSEDby the conversation they’d just had. “You weren’t there? At the grocery store when she was nearly run over?”
“Unfortunately, no.”
At least the male had the sense to appear remorseful. Had he been flippant, Obsidian couldn’t have promised Stig would leave the house in one piece.
“Do you have a backup?”
Stig shook his head. “I wish. We’re so overloaded right now it’s ridiculous. It’s a wonder I haven’t lost more than two souls in the past decade. I can tell you, it wasn’t from anything I’ve done. The humans are as good as on their own at the rate we’re going.”
