Lord of Rain (The Dragon Demigods #5) - Charlene Hartnady Page 0,89
you’ kiss?” I want to know what’s going on inside her head.
“What?” She raises her brows. “No NDA?”
I shake my head. “Fuck the NDA.”
She looks at me, quizzically. “Do you mean that?”
I nod.
“You won’t make me take money or make me sign something or—?”
I shake my head. “It was never like that.” I take a step towards her. “I never wanted to pay you.”
She looks down as I clasp her waist with one hand. I put two fingers under her chin and lift her head so that her gaze is locked with mine. I keep my eyes on hers as I lower my head. I cover her mouth with mine. Her lips are heaven.
She groans and presses herself against me as I deepen the kiss. Her hands clutch at my shoulders. I smile against her mouth. I’ve been dying to do this again. I squeeze my eyes shut and concentrate on devouring her fucking whole. I put everything into this kiss.
She’s panting. Her eyes are hazy with desire as I pull back. I swear she staggers, and I want to fist pump the air. I did that.
I take the tie on the robe and give it a pull. “Are you sure about this?” she asks me.
I’m pretty sure that’s normally the guy’s line. I nod. “Very sure.”
“I won’t say anything to anyone.”
“I know.” I cup her jaw in my hand and take back her mouth. This time I cup one of her breasts. I groan because she’s not wearing a bra. She feels even better than I imagined. Her flesh filling my hand, and then some. Her nipple becoming even harder against my palm.
I rub a thumb over her tight nub, and she makes a noise that has my balls pulling tight. She pulls away before I can do it again. “I have a problem, though,” she says.
“I’m sure I can fix it.” She throws me a half-smile that does things to me. “Tell me what it is,” I urge her when she doesn’t say anything.
“I don’t think I can keep emotions out of this, Bolt. I know you just want a physical relationship with me but—”
“We’ll take it as it comes.” I nuzzle into her neck.
“I…” She groans as I nip her on the sensitive spot under her ear. “I want to dive into this, but…I’m afraid of getting hurt.” She puts her hands on my chest and gives a push in much the same way she did last night with the creeper. I don’t like it one bit.
“I feel the same.” I’m shocked at my own admission. I mean it.
“You do?”
I nod. “This is new to me. Can we just forget the NDA? Forget all of it, and just take it one day at a time? See where this goes? I really want to see where this goes.”
She chews on her bottom lip. I want to bite that lip. Then she swallows thickly and nods. “Okay. Let’s do that.”
I grin. I feel my face almost split open, I’m that happy. I kiss her and pull the robe off her shoulders. It falls in a pool at her feet. I cup both her breasts through the shirt and squeeze lightly, loving the little noises she’s making.
She pulls at my shirt. I let her lift it, and then I tug it over my head. I pick her up, take a step or two and place her on the table, right there in my kitchen, because what better place to feast?
I kiss her neck, lingering on that spot I now know she likes. It has the desired effect. Miss Shaw moans loudly. She has her legs around my waist, my shirt she’s still wearing riding up high on her thighs. I nip at her nipples through the fabric. Then I kiss her again. Those lips.
She pulls in a ragged breath as I slide my hand up her thigh. She yelps when my thumb makes contact with her clit. It’s swollen and hard. I rub on it a couple of times, eating up the noises she makes.
Then I drop down to my knees, pull her ass right to the edge of the table. One by one, I put her legs over my shoulders and take in the sight of her pussy. It’s pink, wet, and pretty. I know what she needs, so I close my mouth over her nub.
“Oh, my goodness! Oh…my…oh…golly…” She grabs my head and starts rocking against my face.