Lover Uncloaked (Stealth Guardians #1) - By Unknown Page 0,73
swipe his tongue over it and lick it off her.
“That both your parents suffer from Alzheimer’s.”
Her eyes widened as if she’d been caught. As if she hadn’t wanted him to know, when she could have used that information to elicit his sympathy.
“I . . . I didn’t want . . . ”
He shook his head. “I’m sorry. I understand now what all this means to you, what the loss of your research means.” He lifted his hand from her shoulder and stroked his knuckles over her cheek. “I’m so sorry.”
She sucked in a breath, releasing a quiet sigh, but if she had wanted to respond, he didn’t give her a chance. Instead, he slanted his lips over her mouth and kissed her. Gently first, softly, without any pressure, giving her occasion to withdraw should she choose to. But she didn’t pull back from him. Under his lips, her mouth opened, offering surrender. He didn’t hesitate to claim what she presented to him so openly.
His tongue swept inside the sweet caverns of her mouth, exploring and conquering. Without haste, he stroked against her receptive counterpart, tasting her essence, pressing more firmly against her, at the same time as he dragged her against his body. A body that had been hot and wanting from the instant he’d entered the house and smelled her scent.
When her arms came around him, one sliding to his lower back, the other hand running through his hair, he intensified his kiss, turning it more demanding, more urgent by the second. Cupping the back of her head, he held her to him so she couldn’t escape, not that he thought that it was necessary, but he loved to cradle her like this, to hold her captive in his embrace.
Leila was soft and yielding in his arms, molding herself to him as if she were made for him. As if it didn’t matter that only hours earlier they had quarreled. That thought sobered him.
He ripped his lips from her. “You asked me how I would have voted if I were on the council. I know the answer now: to protect you. And I would have tried to convince all the others to vote the same way. I didn’t mean all those things I said to you. I would never hurt you.” Then his mouth was back, ravishing her once more like a savage, unable to hold back any longer.
Her fresh scent wrapped around him, the clean smell of soap and body lotion. It made him aware that he hadn’t showered since he’d started shadowing her.
“I should shower,” he whispered against her, pulling her upper lip between his and nibbling on it.
“No, don’t stop, please,” she insisted and slid her hand down to his ass, suddenly pressing him closer. She moaned into his mouth. “Oh, God, you’re hard. I want you. Now. No waiting.”
“No waiting,” he repeated, unable to stop a grin from forming on his lips. But he felt filthy, and he didn’t want to subject her to this. Their first time would be perfect, he’d make sure of it.
Without another word, he lifted her up and carried her toward the bathroom, pushing the door open with his foot. When she realized where he was taking her, she separated her lips from his.
“But I don’t want to wait.”
The way she pouted made him even harder. The zipper of his pants pressed painfully into his aroused flesh.
“You won’t have to, baby. Shower with me, and I promise you, you won’t consider it a wait.”
As he set her back on her feet and shut the door behind them, she already reached for his shirt, pulling it over his head.
He smiled at her. “Now you.”
A faint blush rose to her cheeks as he pulled the T-shirt from her jeans. When he lifted it and exposed the creamy flesh underneath, he was reminded instantly that she wasn’t wearing a bra. When they’d escaped the fire in her apartment there hadn’t been time for her to put one on.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured in encouragement as he freed her from the T-shirt and feasted his eyes on her gorgeous breasts. His hands instantly moved in to feel her flesh, encountering a perfect combination of softness and firmness. Round, the size of grapefruits, they fit perfectly in his hands, her pert nipples brushing against the inside of his palms as he cupped them.
“When I saw you that night in your bed, I wanted to touch you so badly,” he confessed.