Pushing His Luck - Rhyannon Byrd Page 0,26

gaze focusing in on her long, smooth legs, and he knew he had it bad when even the shape of a woman’s ankles struck him as impossibly sexy. Less than a minute later, she was closing her front door behind them, and he looked around her place with a curious gaze, soaking up as many of the details as he could as he followed her across an open, airy living room, then down a hallway and into Jase’s bedroom. She pulled back the colorful quilt on his bed, and Paul carefully laid him down on the Captain America sheets, then locked his gaze with hers as he quietly said. “I’ll wait for you in the living room.”

She looked like she wanted to argue, obviously hoping he would simply leave after getting them home, but no way in hell was he going to just walk away. Shoving his hands into his pockets, he headed into the hallway, planning to walk back into the living room, like he’d said. But as he passed the open door on his right, he saw Karin’s bed from the corner of his eye, and without any conscious direction from his brain, Paul found himself standing a few feet inside the doorway to her room. Pulling in a deep breath, he caught the delicious notes of the perfume she was wearing that night on the air, along with hints of coconut and sandalwood, the seductive combination going straight to his head. The far wall hosted two large windows, the floor the same dark hardwood as the rest of the condo, a soft-looking gray rug at the foot of the bed that was only a shade darker than the plush comforter and mound of pillows that covered her queen-sized mattress, the furnishings dark and sleek, the walls a pale cream.

It was a warm, inviting space that made him get a little lost in his head as he imagined stretching Karin’s gorgeous body out across the bed late on a Friday night and covering her with every hard, hungry inch of him, while he stretched her arms up over her head, drove his hard cock deep inside her cunt, and fucked her beautiful brains out. He had no doubt that sex with this woman would be unlike anything he’d ever known before, the pleasure so intense that he just kept craving her more…and more. And yet, as desperately as he wanted to fuck her, he wanted everything that came before and after it too. The conversations and the snuggling, movies and meals and walks on the beach. He wanted the whole relationship package, in a way he’d never wanted anything before, and the fact that it had been so close to his reach, only for him to fuck it up so completely, made him want to throw back his head and howl like an animal.

A soft sound came from the doorway behind him, and he turned to find Karin standing there with guarded eyes and pink cheeks, the soft glow of the hallway light shining around her like an otherworldly glow. She was so fucking mouthwatering he felt a little lightheaded, his heart hammering and every ounce of blood in his tense body rushing straight to his dick.

“Um, so, thanks again for driving me to the hospital,” she said, her voice a little breathless…as well as husky, as if she were caught up in the same heady rush of lust that was battering him, coursing through his veins like liquid fire. “You didn’t have to… Um…”

Her voice trailed off as soon as he took a step toward her, his eyes narrowing as he watched her pink tongue flick out across the lush swell of her lower lip, his heart thudding like a fucking jackhammer.

One second he was towering over her, staring down into her flushed face as she tilted her head back, and the next thing Paul knew, he was curving his hands around her waist, jerking her against the front of his body…

And then he covered her gasping mouth with his.

Chapter Six

Paul Cartwright was kissing her again, and just like the last time this had happened, back in March, Karin was kissing him back.

And not just a little brush of the lips or slip of the tongue.

Oh no. No, she was kissing him like her freaking life depended on it. Kissing him like it was an Olympic sport and she was determined to win the gold. Like the world might very well end if she couldn’t rub her