thinking about.
A deep chuckle pulled her attention back to his face. He reached out and stroked her cheek. She shivered in response, the feeling of his skin against her own nearly explosive.
âLike what you see, baby?â His hand moved to cup her nape, gripping it just enough to send another ripple of need through her. âI do.â
He planted his free hand on the wall next to her head as he maintained his grip on her neck. The lights from the parking lot were blocked out when he leaned over and kissed her.
Oh hell â¦
She twisted in his embrace, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. No kiss had ever affected her so deeply. He followed her, pressing a hard kiss against her mouth. More than a kiss, it was a challenge, but that only drove the heat index up another few notches. It shouldnât have. Sheâd never been a fan of overbearing men, but a moan surfaced from her chest as she reached out for him.
No sweet, sedate, agreed-upon kiss had ever set her blood on fire, either.
His chest felt as good as it looked: a feast for her fingertips. She moved closer, kissing him back with the same intensity his mouth was applying to hers. Lust became need, her body begging for less clothing and more skin. He pressed her lips apart, and the tip of his tongue teased her lower lip before slipping inside her mouth.
She shivered, her body alive with a thousand different points of awareness. Her nipples contracted and her clit throbbed with need so intense she pushed him away. She reached up and shoved her hand between their lips to separate them. It was a desperate motion, one driven by the knowledge that she was in way over her head.
âJust ⦠back off a second.â She didnât recognize her own voice; it was too sultry, too needy to be hers. Mentally toying with being reckless was far different from doing it. Consequences were often 100 percent unforgiving. She needed to think but her brain felt frozen.
âWhy?â His hand slid down her neck, across her shoulder, and down her chest until he cupped her breast. He thumbed one hard nipple without hesitation, sending a little jolt of hard pleasure down her core.
Shit!
How in the hell did his touch make her feel so good? She should have taken a swing at his face. Instead she bit back a husky sound of enjoyment. His gaze homed in on her lower lip, victory flickering in his eyes.
âYouâre just as interested as I am, baby. Letâs take a ride and feed our appetites. No games, no meaningless chitchat. Blunt ⦠honesty.â
She actually thought about it. The passion smoldering in his eyes was too hot to ignore. He teased her nipple with his thumb, sending a rush of heat through her belly. It was so intensely carnal her hips jerked, moving without any sort of decision. Part of her really wanted to know just how the ride might be with him, for no other reason than that she was pretty sure sheâd never been so turned on in her life.
âThatâs right.â He slid his hand farther down until he was cupping her hip. He moved in closer, pressing against her lower body while his mouth landed back on top of hers. âIt will be explosive,â he whispered against her lips. âBetter guilty of being impulsive than missing out.â
She opened her mouth to say something but her mind went blank. There was only the touch of his lips against hers, the scent of his skin filling her senses, and the pure desperation to get another taste of him brewing inside her.
This time she was overwhelmed. The wave of desire washed across her and swept her into its powerful surge. He guided her hips closer to his, until the hard bulge of his erection was pressing against her belly. Her clit pulsed and her passage ached. Sex had never been so necessary before. Tonight she actually hurt with yearning. Her body quivered with it, hunger ruling her as he thrust his tongue down into her mouth. The hold he had on the back of