waist, that firm butt… She couldn’t take her eyes off him. She’d felt that body pressed up against her yesterday. Had tasted that mouth with her own. If they hadn’t been interrupted, she’d have known what every inch of him felt and looked like.
Fire flared in her veins. Shot straight to her sex.
She was losing it. She needed to remember what was important. Finding answers. Not wild, erotic, X-rated sex with the man in front of her.
She cleared her throat. Sipped her coffee again. “This is wonderful.”
He flipped off the burner, turned, and crossed to her. She looked up with surprise and confusion as he plucked the mug out of her hand. Something dark lingered in his eyes. Something dangerous and, oh, yes…something hot.
He slid a hand around the nape of her neck, then pulled her to him and covered her mouth with his own.
Her legs nearly went out from under her. She dug her fingers into his shirt and held on for dear life, opening her mouth to his, drawing his tongue inside, sliding hers over and around his as she returned the kiss with everything she had in her.
Yes, yes, oh, finally, yes.
He tasted like mint and coffee, smelled like the soap she’d run all over her body, and felt like pure heaven. Her hands streaked up into his hair and fisted, her mouth turned wild and greedy against his. Her blood pumped hot as his hands slid down to her waist, drawing her even closer to his body. When his hips pressed into hers, she felt his erection, already hard and hot and so very eager for her.
“I couldn’t sleep last night,” he murmured against her lips, tipping her head with one hand to kiss her deeper, using the other to draw her shirt up so he could palm her breast. He squeezed just hard enough to make her gasp. But it didn’t hurt. It felt good. So good. “All I could think about was you in that bed, naked. I was hard the entire night.”
“You were?” she managed. The news thrilled her. Exhilarated her. Made her wet with anticipation. She kissed him harder.
“Yes,” he groaned, kissing her again and again. He let go of her neck, used both hands to push her shirt up over her breasts, then pulled back and looked down at her puckered nipples. And when he groaned all over again, her sex contracted.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. Warmth unfurled in her belly as he palmed one breast, as he lowered his head and laved his tongue across her nipple.
Pleasure arced to her pelvis. She dropped her head, threaded her fingers in his hair, leaned back against the cabinets and moaned long and low as he licked her again and again, as he flicked her nipple with his tongue, as he drew her deep into his mouth and finally suckled.
If he touched her between the legs, she knew she’d come. Every nerve ending in her body was alive and on fire. She pressed her hips against his, felt his cock swell even bigger behind his jeans.
“Ryan,” she managed as he moved to her other breast. Her elbow knocked into a bowl. She heard something crash at her feet. Could only think about one thing. “I need you.”
His head came up. His hair was messed from her fingers, and those achingly familiar eyes of his flashed with the same hunger devouring her.
He pulled her away from the counter, turned her for the back stairs, moved his hands to her hips, and pushed her backwards. “Come to bed with me.”
“Yes. Yes,” she groaned, slanting her mouth over his and wrapping her arms around his neck.
His body pressed into hers. His arms slid around her waist. He lifted her feet off the floor. He was close, but not close enough. She tangled her tongue with his as she tried to wrap her body around his.
The front door opened, and voices echoed down the hallway. Kate stilled in Ryan’s arms. He froze near the bottom of the stairs. Julia’s laughter echoed from the front of the house.
Ryan tightened his arms around her waist and dropped his head to her shoulder. A strangled groan resonated from his chest, one that vibrated through her whole body. Though she tried to stop it, a chuckle bubbled inside her.
“This isn’t funny,” he mumbled as he lowered her feet to the floor.
“I know. I’m sorry.” Her back hit the stairwell wall.
“I think your parents have a hard-on radar. Anytime I get turned