Obsessed (The Protectors #13) - Sloane Kennedy Page 0,12

forcing the man to engage in any kind of behavior that he didn't want, but the way he was holding on to my arm as tremors racked his body told me that his verbal command and his body weren't in complete agreement on what he wanted.

Sam didn't answer me. He didn't tell me to let him go, nor did he tell me not to. He merely stood there, still as a statue, except for his fingers. They continued to dig into my arm. When I went to pull it back just a little to see what he’d do, he actually hung on to it. That had him letting out a little whimper and then he was looking down at his own hand, as if surprised by its action.

I should've been relishing the victory, but something was niggling at my brain.

I had him right where I needed him to be. All I had to do was take his mouth once more and he'd be mine. I’d finally be able to get him out of my system.

And yet, I still couldn't make myself seek out his mouth again. What the hell was wrong with me? I wanted him and he wanted me. It didn't get any simpler than that. So why the fuck was I hesitating?

I let out a muffled curse that was directed at myself more than anything else. I released the hold I had on Sam's hair and then dropped my arm from his waist, forcing Sam to let go of me. I still had my mouth near his ear. I told myself to just whisper an apology to him and get the hell out of there, but Sam chose that moment to turn his head. Then, suddenly, his mouth was on mine. I was so surprised, I didn't kiss him back right away.

"Matias," he whispered. "Please…"

It was the permission my mind and body needed to silence that little niggle. I opened my mouth over Sam's and wrapped both arms around him then drew him forward so our bodies were perfectly aligned. Sam moaned and opened for me when my tongue licked over the seam of his lips. Any doubts I might have had that he wasn't an active participant were wiped out when his tongue met mine and he eagerly kissed me back. Sam's hands were pressed to my chest, but they didn't stay there long. As the kiss intensified, his fingers skimmed over my pecs and then he was sliding his arms beneath mine so he could dig his fingers into my back.

Then things went into overdrive.

Sam's long fingers carded through my hair as he held me in place and took over the kiss. I was happy to cede control to him because it wasn't just his mouth that was consuming me. His entire body was engaged with mine. His hands were skimming up and down my back as he ground his hips against mine. The telltale sign of his erection only heightened my desire, but somehow I managed to let Sam continue to take the lead.

But that only lasted long enough for him to say my name again in that breathy way of his… the way that went directly to my dick. I let out what I could only classify as a growl as I grabbed the back of his neck and held him still while I took over the kiss. I walked him backwards several steps until his back hit the wall next to his kid’s bed. The added leverage drove my need up to a whole new level. I drank from his mouth like my very life depended on it. I couldn't remember even a single time that I'd been this possessed by a mere kiss. I'd been having sex since my early teens and kissing had always been at the bottom of my list of things to do when it came to foreplay. But with Sam, kissing might as well have been the main act. I was so hard that I suspected I could easily come just from fucking his mouth with my tongue the way I wanted to fuck his body with my cock. And based on Sam's reaction, he was equally as caught up in the way our mouths moved against one another.

Fortunately, Sam was so on board with what was happening that I didn't need to limit myself to just taking his mouth. I slipped a hand between the wall and his ass and pulled his hips forward so his groin