to summon the willpower to keep this from happening? As her heart sped up and Orlando closed the gap between them bringing his hard body against hers, Danica licked his finger clean before taking his entire finger in her mouth and sucking it. Once again, Orlando let out that moan that meant so much more this time. The erotic mixture of sweetness and salty flesh had Danica’s insides bursting with desire, and she knew she was a goner. In the next moment, Orlando pulled his finger out and replaced it with his mouth and eager tongue instead. Danica’s legs nearly went limp. His big hands cupped her face as the rhythm of his tongue in her mouth worked its magic in pure perfection. Danica had no idea how she could keep up. But keep up she did as she let out a moan of her own. Orlando groaned in her mouth and picked her up suddenly. A surprised gasp escaped Danica, as he placed her on the counter, but she quickly spread her legs when he slowed in response to her reaction. Taking his mouth in hers again, she pulled him toward her between her open legs. There was no way she was stopping this now, and she didn’t want him to think it’s what she wanted. After being indulged with his hard body pressed against hers, even if only for a few breathless moments, already she’d missed the feel of it.
Never had doing nothing more than kissing felt so erotic. But it’s how Danica managed to calm her heart. They were just kissing. Sure, the kisses were long, deep, frantic at times, and she’d never felt anything like what she was feeling, but it was still just kissing. She could allow herself this much, right? As long as they kept it at just this. Neither said anything as they continued the marathon kissing. Orlando’s big arms would drape around her at moments very possessively. Then at other times she felt him breathe in deeply with such emotion, even as their frantic kissing continued. For a moment, Danica thought she’d managed to summon the will to keep this from going any further until his lips left hers and traveled down her chin and onto her neck. Just as she’d so easily allowed the kissing in the first place, she dropped her head back, gasping for air, giving his lips and tongue an open invitation to do as they pleased to her neck.
Her entire body was trembling now, and despite her protesting head reminding her anxiously what a mistake this was, there was no way she could stop this. Running her hands up under his beanie she pulled it off and ran her fingers through his soft wavy hair. She’d seen him without the beanie many times, but she knew now why the beanie was his security blanket and why he wore it so often. Touching his hair, as often as it was sheltered, was oddly exciting. Like something only a few exclusive people ever got to do. Every time he sucked her neck, she felt it down there and squirmed in reaction, certain he knew why. Kissing his way back up to her lips, he finally stopped and stared into her eyes. Danica prayed he wouldn’t say anything. Why? Did her ridiculous head actually think they could do this and never speak of it again, as if it never happened?
And then he asked the very question she’d been thinking from the moment his lips touched hers. “Could this day get any better?”
Danica knew how she should respond to this. No. This is as good as it’s going to get. We can’t go any further. But of course, just like her body’s reaction to him, and her inability to lie to him, her pounding heart betrayed her. Before she could stop herself, she was nodding.
There was no missing the effort Orlando made to not react to that. It was an impressive attempt, but she was staring too deep in his eyes not to miss the way his eyes went a little wide for a moment before devouring her mouth again.
Chapter 20
Orlando
He had made an effort, damn it. It’s how Orlando would mentally be excusing what could be a disastrous mistake. It’s not like he planned this. So, he hadn’t asked her if she was okay with this. Spontaneous shit like this happened all the time, and she was a grown woman. A grown-ass single and available woman capable of putting her