Hannah's Hero - Ruby Dixon Page 0,63

reason I find that incredibly sexy. It’s like he’s vowed to never give me a bad kiss and that’s both endearing and arousing. He studies my mouth and then looks at me once more. “Does your tongue start or does mine?”

“I…” Goodness, I am getting so hot and bothered at all this talk of tongues. I’m pretty sure my nipples are so hard they’re pointing out from underneath the thick leather of my breast-band. I suddenly want to be in his lap. “Maybe we should sit closer,” I suggest, practically panting. “Get comfortable.”

Without a word, he tugs me into his lap. My legs slide over one big thigh and then I’m seated sideways, cradled in his crossed legs, and his big arms are around me. I feel very small and dainty and fragile in his arms, which is a rather new sensation for me. It’s nice, though. And against my hip? I feel a really, really enormous bulge in his loincloth.

That’s…rather exciting. I suddenly wish he’d gone totally “islander” on me and stripped down to nothing. Maybe I should hint at it in the future.

“Are you comfortable?” he asks, brushing my hair back from my face with another hand. He lets the backs of his fingers trail down my face, as if he can’t stop touching me, and I close my eyes, leaning into the caress. “Head does not hurt?”

“I’m good.”

“Is it your tongue first or mine?”

“You choose,” I say, and I can feel my face grow hot. My cootie’s turned up to eleven, and it’s like Earth and movie deals and bestselling books are far, far away, especially when he touches me like this.

“I think I choose me first,” he murmurs, tracing the outline of my mouth with his fingers once more. “Are you ready for my tongue?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever been asked that.”

“Good,” he says, voice soft but strangely possessive. “You are mine now, H’nah. You give your tongue to no one but me.”

That is the craziest thing a man has ever said to me, and I open my mouth to tell him just that, but before I can, he bends low and his lips are on mine.

And…we’re kissing.

I’ve put him off for so long, avoided even thinking about him, that when his tongue brushes mine, it’s like all the need in my body explodes. I’m a supernova of lust as he claims my mouth with a bold sweep of his tongue, and ridges—god, ridges—drag against my smooth one. It’s the most exquisite thing I’ve ever felt, and I let out a whimper of pure hunger.

He groans and the kiss—which was never tentative—gets even more intense. He thrusts into my mouth as if he’s been conquering French kisses all his life. He licks and nibbles on my tongue as I respond to him, and when I tease my tongue back into his mouth and he sucks on the tip of it, I feel as if I’m going to die if he doesn’t touch me soon. I’ve never kissed anyone like this, like the world has ceased to exist outside of each teasing sweep of his tongue into my waiting mouth. It’s like he’s claiming all of me and using just his mouth.

And I swear I feel it everywhere.

I’m barely aware of rocking my hips against him as he kisses the hell out of me, tasting and licking me with hot, experienced strokes of his tongue. My breasts are pressed up against that impressive wall of chest, and I’m pretty sure I’m rubbing against him to give my aching nipples some friction, but I don’t care. My arms are around his thick neck and his hands are moving all over my nearly naked body and it is so good that I want to kick myself.

Fuck book deals and movies. I haven’t lived until this moment.

This thing I’ve been fighting so hard? This intense attraction between us? This khui resonance that joins us for all time? Oh hell yeah. I am on board. Bring it on, because my girl parts are ready to have a party.

“J’shel,” I murmur, panting for breath as his mouth breaks from mine. I’m utterly dazed with lust, but he hasn’t stopped kissing me. He’s still pressing his mouth to my skin in quick, fevered tastes, his tongue flicking against each spot that he kisses. My jaw, my chin, then down my throat. “That…was…some kiss.”

“H’nah,” he growls, and I swear my pussy clenches just at the way he says my name, all possessive and sexy.