Brandon (Anderson Billionaires #3) - Melody Anne Page 0,69

a lot of words without a single sound being uttered.

He leaned down again, this time his tongue softly dancing over her bottom lip before he connected their mouths again. Her moan was swallowed by him as she pressed closer, needing him, needing her ache sated.

When he pulled back, she was a puddle at his feet. She knew she was only still standing because he was holding her up. Without his strength, she wasn’t sure she’d make it out of the restaurant.

“I need you, Brandon. Take me home,” she said. This time it was his eyes that widened. They’d both known where this night would end, but the fact that she was being so wanton was obviously a turn-on for him. Good. She wanted him as hot and bothered as she was.

“I’m going to take you right here on this dance floor if we don’t leave now,” he said, his voice choked and filled with need. She smiled as she licked her lip and ground her hips against his one more time. He groaned.

“You little minx,” he whispered before leaning down and kissing her hard and fast. She smiled in pure satisfaction.

“Let’s go,” she said.

He pulled away from her and took her hand. They moved quickly back to their table, where their check was waiting. He glanced at it, then pulled out his wallet and grabbed a wad of cash. He slipped it inside, then moved swiftly to the door without bothering with any goodbyes.

They practically ran to his truck, where he kissed her the way she’d wanted to be kissed all night, with her back pressed against the metal door. She moaned her displeasure when he pulled away, and he looked pained.

“Let me get you home before I take you in the back seat,” he growled. She smiled at him, thinking it wasn’t such a bad idea to climb in the back. She wasn’t sure she’d make it all the way home. It was thirty minutes. That was a long time when your body was on fire.

Brandon didn’t give her the choice, though, just opened the door and practically shoved her up inside. She got a wicked smile on her lips as he entered the driver’s side. Then she climbed over the console and straddled him.

CHAPTER TWENTY

Brandon didn’t even try to stop Chloe as she landed in his lap. Her dress was hiked up over her hips, leaving his most favorite place on her body hidden by only a tiny scrap of silk. She ground her hips down and pressed against his painful arousal as she clasped his face in her hands.

Her head descended, and she kissed him with all the fevered passion they were both feeling. He was about to undo his pants and take her right there, not giving a damn who walked by the two of them.

When she pulled back and buried her head in his neck, her lips tickling his skin, he shuddered again. “I’m barely keeping it together here, Chloe,” he warned her as his hand slid between their bodies, and he cupped one of her luscious breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and that made him want to tear away her dress and have a taste.

He was seriously regretting his choice of restaurants. It was a great location, but it was also a half hour from his house. He wasn’t sure he’d make the long drive.

“I don’t want you to hold it together,” she told him.

“There are people all around us,” he warned. But he was losing this battle with her. She could do whatever she wanted to do.

“We’re in the back corner. It’s dark.” She paused, and he held his breath. “And I’m wet and want you inside me.”

That was it. He lost it. After reaching down, he tugged on the silk strap of her panties, and they ripped away. She was undoing his pants at the same time. He wanted her dress torn away, but in the chance someone did walk by, he didn’t want her exposed, so he left it in place.

He sprung free from his pants, grateful he was wearing suit pants instead of jeans. They were softer and easier to pull away. Placing his hands on her hips, he lifted her up, then settled her back down onto his throbbing erection.

“Holy hell!” he growled. “You’re so damn wet!” He almost lost it as he buried himself within her.

“I’ve been turned on all night,” she said with a moan as she sucked on his neck and groaned at the pleasure