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He dipped his head closer so that his breath feathered across her skin. She wanted to beg him to kiss her, but at the same time, she was afraid to speak. If she uttered a sound, it could very well break the spell woven between them.
It couldn’t be the alcohol. She was a lightweight but not that light.
No, this was all him, and she was caught in the magnetic pull of his attraction.
When his lips finally—finally—touched hers Robin’s knees nearly buckled. She slid her arm around his shoulders and let go. She would not sully this moment by pretending she wasn’t affected. She wanted this man, his body, and the sensual promise he was making her with his mouth. She whimpered as he curled his fingers in her hair and invaded her mouth. His other hand slid lower to palm her ass, inching up the hem of her skirt.
“This dress,” he growled against her lips. “It’s driven me fucking insane all damn night.”
“W-what?” Her dress? Really?
He let go of her hair and the next thing she knew he’d hooked a finger in the deep slit between her breasts.
“Do you know how maddening it is to catch you at just the right angle? Do you have any idea how many times I’ve asked myself, is she wearing a bra?” He curled his fingers into the globe of her ass, squeezing her. “Demure tease.”
Robin sputtered a laugh.
Demure tease?
Okay, he nailed that one. She had picked this dress because at first glance it seemed to cover everything while showing her off in the best way. And it might be a bit on the short side.
Harper tugged on the front of her dress as he spoke. “You’re smiling like that because you know you did it on purpose. Didn’t you? You wanted me to notice everything about you, didn’t you?”
“What woman wouldn’t?”
He kept staring at her, seeing things she didn’t want him to. “I’m talking about you.”
She swallowed and for a moment it was hard to breathe.
He slowly pulled his finger out of the slit and his hand from her ass. He eased back on the stool until there was a little distance between them.
This was quickly moving from casual hook-up fun to something far more intense. She’d wanted him to pay attention to her, and she’d gotten her wish. Now she didn’t quite know what to do with it.
“What do you want, princess?” he asked.
“For Christmas? Or for now?” she countered. How was it he could make her feel this vulnerable and exposed?
Harper merely arched a brow.
Could she trust him? Or was lust ruining her brain? Did it matter?
For the last six months, all she’d done was what everyone else wanted of her. Tonight was about what she wanted and nothing more.
Robin reached out and pulled the tail of his belt forward. She looked deep into his dark gaze and said, “I want you.”
Harper stood, but the problem was that she was so close to him there was nowhere for him to stand except plastered against her. The stool scraped the ground as it slid back, but he made no move to create space between them. No, he reached around and palmed her ass with both hands now.
One side of his mouth hitched up, and he bent his head.
“Right answer,” he whispered.
His mouth covered hers in a demanding kiss. He curled his fingers around the globes of her ass and lifted her onto her tiptoes. She could feel the hem of her dress rising until she wasn’t sure if it was covering anything or not. But did she care? Not one bit. His mouth moved over hers, suckling her bottom lip before teasing her with his tongue. Arousal coursed through her veins to the point that she didn’t care about anything except losing her clothes.
Fingers slid along the hem of her panties, against skin. Her skin.
Her breath caught in her throat and for a moment it felt as though her senses would overwhelm her. His cinnamon-flavored kisses addled her brain all while his fingers began sliding back and forth.
Harper turned, pressing her back against the bar so fast her head spun. He bent and spoke into her ear, “Spread your legs for me like a good girl?”
