Office Grump An Enemies to Lovers Romance - Nicole Snow Page 0,82
until I’m brushing against her nipple.
“Oh,” she moans, her shoulders rolling with this seductive little hiss. “Mag.”
Sweet fuck.
The way she whimpers my name says she already wants this as bad as I do.
I can’t wait to get my tongue inside her, to fling her legs apart, throw her against the wall, and eat her delicate pussy until she’s nothing but a wet, simmering mess of pleasure.
She draws in a breath, then moves her lips back against mine. My tongue sweeps inside her mouth, desperate for another taste of her, but she tilts her head back, chin up.
So she wants to play hard to get? Happy to oblige.
I push my face forward, kissing down her neck, adding a stinging nip of teeth at the cusp of her cleavage.
She falls back, and I pull her forward in my arms, holding her up as her knees weaken. Then I take that rosy nipple in my mouth and make her sing.
Soft, almost lyrical need floods the room, echoing off the walls, igniting new fires in my blood.
Her hand flies into my hair, her fingernails rake my scalp, already begging for every hot, bestial thing on my grand list of fuckery. A list I’ve etched in stone only for Sabrina Bristol.
The leg around my hip tightens, and her other leg tucks behind my ankle.
Shit.
My cock jerks, lurching against my zipper, screaming to be deep inside her, wrapped up in shuddering curls of this woman driven to rapture.
Growling, I pick her up, grinding her warmth over my hard length, making her feel every seething inch of me.
Goddamn.
I’ve wanted this for so long. I’ve been starved for ages. I’m barely even human as every potent kiss makes me want to shear off her clothes, flip her over, and fuck her until her eyes roll white.
I blink my eyes open and spot a couch. With our lips still locked, I fling her up in my arms and carry her across the room.
Her lithe body bounces against the sofa as I lay her down and stretch over her, careful to keep my weight off of her as my fingers fly below my belt to my zipper.
She pulls away from me as soon as the unfastening buzz breaks the silence, breath ragged, one hand still tangled in my hair.
“Brina?” I whisper, my eyes so hot I’m sure they glow.
“Mag.” She cups my face in her free hand. “It can’t be like last time. Not like Phoenix. You can’t just do this and then say—”
No.
I cut her off with a feral kiss, sinking my teeth into her bottom lip. My tongue glides against hers, rubbing the inside of her mouth until she moans, and then I pull away.
“I promise you, it won’t happen. No more second guesses. No more retreat.”
For a second, our eyes are fused.
Hers are amber-brown whirlpools, so dark with desire and heartache.
“Then kiss me again,” she whispers finally. “I’m...I’m yours.”
“With pleasure,” I rumble, tearing at her dress, setting her other breast free as her eyes go wide. “You didn’t say where.”
I close my mouth around the new pink nipple, lashing it with my tongue, teasing her with my teeth, sucking her until I feel her toes curl against my ankle.
My shaft strains against the hole in my pants, raging to be freed, but she’ll come for me at least once before we get that far.
When I leave tonight, she’ll be as desperate for the next time as I am.
I slide a hand under her dress, hoping to find her as bare as she was on top.
No dice, but of course she’s fucking soaked. I swear, I can feel her pussy throb for me under her silk. I trace her panties delicately with the tip of my finger for several seconds before I flip the cloth back to tease my fingers against her entrance.
She moans, pushes her hips into my hand, smearing her hot slick need against fingers eager to make her mine, mine, and also mine.
I draw more vicious circles around her nipple with my tongue, holding my fingers just out of reach below, gingerly exploring her inner thighs and the slit I’m about to claim.
“Mag...please!” She arches up and down against my hand, her breath hitched, begging for every unspoken promise offered in teeth and fingertips.
My cock throbs so hard I almost lose it on the spot, coming in my pants.
Then my phone rings.
I pull my mouth away from her breast. She whimpers, staring up at me through lidded eyes.