The kiss. Electricity shimmered from her mouth to her toes.
Alexi’s mouth was slightly parted, and he tasted amazing, like anticipation and a hint of wicked, fun things. His fingers slid into her hair as his mouth rubbed against hers. Bliss.
Alexi eased the pressure, kissing her top lip then her bottom lip in small, teasing kisses. The mix made her antsy. His teasing made her want to be closer.
He pulled back. She followed. He brushed his thumb against her bottom lip and rubbed it lightly across her bottom teeth.
Biting down against the edge, she touched the tip of her tongue to him. His eyes brightened. He pressed his mouth against her lips gently, opening her mouth wider, tasting her. And then withdrawing.
More. Reaching up, she put her arms around his neck. His arms wrapped around her.
The tingles spread across her skin. Too much. Not enough. More. She breathed in against his mouth, grasped his shoulders tightly, pressed closer and more insistently against his lips. Ahhh. She ran her fingers through his hair, lightly skimming his scalp with her nails. He turned his face into her neck and pressed his lips into her skin. Warm, soft.
Oh, wow.
Then his teeth, then his tongue—stinging, then soothing.
She gasped and slid her hands under the waistband of his shirt, and up over the smooth muscles of his back. Amazing. She clung to him.
His blue-gray eyes, familiar and foreign, gleamed. Reaching for her, he kissed her again.
Alexi moaned and ran his teeth lightly against her neck, the smallest pressure, then a lick, and then a slight suction. Mia stiffened at the new sensation. It was like…she didn’t know. She pulled him closer. Her grip bit into his shoulder.
His mouth lifted, and he took an audible indrawn breath. Her nails pressed into his skin. He groaned and kissed her again, forcefully, passionately. His mouth was hard against hers, insistent, taking.
He stilled and lifted his head.
Mia followed, reaching for his mouth, not allowing him to leave her. Alexi.
Alexi smiled, indulged her, then leaned against her to continue.
Alexi grabbed her hands, entwining his fingers through hers. “Mia.” His voice was hushed and thick. “Do you hear…”
A sound. She heard it then. Noises came from the hallway. Or was that the hallway intercom?
Alexi groaned. He released her fingers to lift off. He fell back on the bed, slightly shaking.
Her hands dropped to her sides at his retreat, and she grasped the sheet. “Grrr.”
Mia reached out to touch his arm and felt him tremble. How amazing, to make someone so strong shake. She slid a hand down his arm, feeling the tremor against her hand. She leaned toward him and kissed the inside of his elbow. Feeling the shake against her mouth, she wanted to—
The noises from the hallway became voices.
Mi
a straightened and pushed at her hair, her head a little fuzzy with the power of her reaction. Her efforts straightened her hair a bit, but she felt flushed, and her lips felt swollen. She…nothing…this…
Alexi rose on his hands and leaned toward her, his gaze on her mouth. He reached for her.
The voices sounded clearer. A door closed.
Alexi paused mid-motion and grabbed his jeans instead. He stared at her while he pulled them on over his shorts. His gaze didn’t leave hers, his look focused.
It was the hottest thing she’d ever seen.
He carried one of his shirts over to her and slid her arms into it, covering her pajama top. She trembled when his hands touched her skin again, after his brief time away. “Alexi,” she whispered. Her gaze tracked him. He was beautiful, mussed hair, intense eyes and busy hands straightening the shirt. She rose to her knees. If he can make dressing me that hot… wow. Mia shivered, lifted her hands against his waist, and rubbed her thumbs against him. Fabric. She frowned. She wanted to slide them under it. Gliding her thumbs down to the shirt’s hem, she paused.
“Mia.” Alexi took her hands and pushed them under his shirt.