“But…”
He didn’t allow me to utter another word because his lips met mine, and I responded instantly, the same way I had responded to our wedding kiss. My fingers glided along tight muscles and warm skin until my hand was splayed over his firm pec and tight nipple.
I intended to shove him away, but the possessive slide of his tongue against the seam of my mouth and the way his lips sensually melded over mine, captivated me, made me want more. I fed on the hard press of his firm body, his heady masculine scent, and the way his imposing height loomed over mine.
These close encounters we shared were starting to build into a sequence of events I didn’t mind. His arms tightened around my back before his hand began to slide over my ass. He drew me into his heat, causing the hard press of his dick to nudge my stomach and make me moan into his mouth.
He charmed a savage yearning, calling it to the surface where I was helpless to control it. I leaned into him and raised on my toes to receive more of the passion he was lavishing on me. If his kiss was this potent, I was anxious to see if the rest of him was as intoxicating.
Thankfully, Mother Nature had finally stopped unleashing hell’s fury on my uterus and I was free to explore. The constant ringing of my phone lured me from the haze he had dragged me into, but I ignored the it. He was the one that broke the kiss and backed off, glaring down at the annoying device in my hand before his penetrating gaze met mine.
“See you tonight, love.”
I didn’t know if it was a statement, or a demand when he stepped away and lifted his shirt to shove his arm into it. His tight ass had my eyes following him until he disappeared into his closet.
I stared at the phone buzzing incessantly in my hands, knowing it was a problem that needed to be fixed. I didn’t think it was possible, that I could want something more than I wanted to conquer the streets.
Was Arjen growing on me, or had I finally accepted that he already had?