Slightly stunned, I stared at him slack-jawed. “Are you serious?”
What I intended to come out as indignant, came out with a crack to my voice and tremulous.
“Baby, I’m serious as a heart attack.” His eyes were so dilated, they appeared dark. It was the first thing that gave away the level of his desire. The other was the way he seemed to be losing his control.
Wavering between what I was certain was the right choice and the one Iwantedto make, I searched his eyes. Finally, I let my better judgement go by the wayside and pushed forward against the palm of his hand until my lips crashed to his again.
That time, it was a fierce clash of wills as we both jockeyed for the lead in what was a frighteningly passionate race. Our tongues twirled, stroked, and twisted against each other’s as his taste left me spellbound. The hand around my neck squeezed minutely, causing my head to swim a bit.
With a growl, he released my neck, crouched slightly, lifted me, and caused my legs to instinctively wrap around his hips. The thick rod between his legs was by no means subtle as he ground it to that sensitive spot between mine.
“Oh!” I gasped as I shamelessly found myself on the verge of an orgasm.
My head fell back a bit with each step he took. He took advantage of that moment to trail bites and kisses along the column of my throat.
A needy moan escaped me. Too late, the voice of reason tried to rear its ridiculous head, so I shoved it back down. There would be time enough for it later. Better to suffer regret than to regret not doing it when I had the chance. Even if this was all we ever had, I’d always have the memories.
And something told me, with this man, those memories were going to be life-altering.