Returning inside, he threaded his fingers through hers. Had to touch her, caress her soft skin with his thumb. They made their way through the packed lounge to the back. After the scanner cleared them, he opened the door for her.
On the other side, she rose up on her toes and peered into his eyes.
“Kiss me,” she demanded.
Rebel took orders from no one. Was he really ready to grovel?
For her, I am.
Her fiery gaze, paired with their sizzling connection, had him snaking his arm around her waist, drawing her flush against him, and kissing her. Her lips parted opened, he slipped his tongue inside. Her moans thundered through him, turning him hard in seconds.
How could she affect him this much by doing so little?
She ended the kiss, tugged him down the hall, past the playrooms, to the scanner that cleared them to enter the stairwell.
Her blazing hot gaze burned through him. “I’m only interested in you.”
“You got me,” he murmured. “For as long as you want me.”
The scanner turned green. The instant the door closed behind them, she was on him, like a wildfire raging across a parched prairie. With her arms around his neck and her legs wrapping his waist, she plunged her tongue into his mouth, her hard flicks thrusting against his, while her soft fingers tugged his hair.
Her throaty moans urged him onward. The passion so intense, he’d forgotten where he was until…
“Hey, boss, how’s it going?”
They were blocking his GM from exiting the stairwell. Breaking their incendiary kiss, he moved out of the way.
Kenneth grinned. “Can I reserve you a room?”
With Brit still attached to him, Rebel climbed the stairs. “We’re good.”
“At this rate, you’ll be goin’ at it like rabbits before your reach the second floor,” Kenneth said with a chuckle.
On the second floor, Rebel stood in front of the scanner. When she turned toward the lens, she pressed her cheek against his. The intimacy of their moment touched the deepest part of him.
The part he’d closed off.
He tightened his grip.
“I love how you hold me,” she murmured. “Like you could devour me alive.”
“Icoulddevour you.” His gritty voice rumbled through him before he dropped a gentle kiss on her moistened lips. Down the hall he charged toward their private room.
Once inside, he set her down. She wrapped her arms around his waist, stood on her toes, and pressed herself flush against him. He kissed the top of her head, stroked her back, cupped her curvy ass. Peering into his eyes, she pressed her mouth to his.
Desire swept through him like a tornado, but something else took hold. The unrelenting need to please her.
Because she mattered.
This time, tongues tangled and teased. Her scent was faint, but provocative. A whiff of shampoo, she tasted like wine, she felt like heaven in his arms.
The kiss slowed, then ended.
“I missed you,” he murmured.
Not part of the plan, but the words were out there before he could stop himself.
Her gaze softened, the corners of her mouth quirked. “I’m hard to resist, huh?”
