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Slowly, gradually, I become aware of his touch, his taste and his smell. The scrape of his cheeks where he needs to shave. The heat radiating from his chest.
The possessive way he holds me like he’s afraid I might try to escape.
He groans a deep rumbling sound in his throat as he presses forward, deepening the kiss while pushing my head back.
My breasts flatten against his chest as I arch and I don’t know where to put my hands so I just end up grabbing and clinging to the shirt at his sides.
Back, he continues to bend me until I feel like I might break against him or snap in half.
His lips open, his mouth now trying to devour me.
His tongue traces the seam where my lips meet and his teeth nip, tugging on my bottom lip and urging me to open for him.
I gasp, feeling a clench deep inside my core as the sting sinks in and his tongue sweeps inside my mouth, pressing his advantage.
As his tongue meets my tongue, all the little nerves in my body seem to become alive at once.
I’ve never felt anything like this and I struggle to process all the sensations.
The taste of his mouth. He’s bitter, sweet, and deep, reminding me of whipped cream mixed with dark chocolate.
The feel of his skin touching my skin. I can’t stop touching him, exploring him. My hands slide under his shirt, my fingers drawn to him as if we’ve become magnetic.
His hands grab me, lifting me even closer until he’s turning me and settling my weight on his lap.
My thighs spread wide then something hard grinds against my sex. His tongue plunges deeper into my mouth before coaxing me into his deep, rhythmic dance.
One big hand goes to the back of my head. His fingers tangling in my hair as he helps support my neck against the force of his kiss. His other hand slides down my back then I feel my shirt lifting and his callouses scratching against my stomach.
Up, his hand pushes, sliding up my ribs until it’s cupping around my breast. My nipple tightens and deep inside I feel another clench.
“Fuck,” he growls, his lips vibrating against my lips.
His hand squeezes my breast and I moan into his kiss.
“You taste so fucking good,” he groans and then his kiss becomes hungry. More desperate.
My bra is pushed up as I struggle to keep up with the pull of his lips.
With nothing between us, I gasp into his mouth as his hot skin molds around my breast. His rough palm scrapes against my flesh and then his fingers squeeze.
The constriction creates a throbbing pressure between my thighs.
Rocking his hips up, something hard grinds against my clit.
My muscles tense. I feel stiff on the outside yet my insides are fluid like liquid. The duality only intensifies the throb.
An answering hunger rises in me as his fingers flex and squeeze, flex and squeeze. My tongue tangles against his tongue, and I make needy, whimpering sounds in the back of my throat.
Forgotten is my lack of experience, or my lack of control over the situation. I just want… no, I need to feel more.
I roll my hips forward, operating on pure instinct.
There’s an immensely gratifying sense of satisfaction as he curses into my mouth.
Together, we rock against each other. The rough friction causing something incredible to build deep inside my core.
A high, shrill laugh punctures the still of the night. We freeze, waiting, hoping that was all, but the moment has already been ruined.
I feel him start to pull away just as someone wolf whistles and makes a lewd comment.
His fingers loosen in my hair and his hand slides out of my shirt.
Reluctantly, I open my eyes to find him looking at me with such intensity I don’t know if he despises me or desires me.
Perhaps it’s a mixture of both.
“We should probably get going,” he says, his voice coarse and grating like he has sandpaper in his throat.
I nod my head, getting the hint, and awkwardly climb off of his lap.
Settling into my seat, I lean back, closing my eyes for a moment as I try to understand what the fuck just happened.
The car roars to life and gruffly he tells me, “Put your seatbelt on.”
Blindly, I reach out and grab the seatbelt, stretching it across my chest. His hand covers my hand and my eyes fly open as he helps me click it into place.
Leaning back into his space, he grins at me and shoves the car into gear.
I’m so confused.
Especially when he says, “You don’t have to worry anymore, Christy,” as we pull out into the street. “I’ve got you.”
Chapter Sixteen
Alex
I should be freaking the fuck out right now. I just lost my training gym, and almost went toe to toe with Chase.
Fuck, I should be fucking feeling anything besides the almost uncontrollable need to claim the woman beside me. To bend her to my will. To take her as mine and make sure she never needs to look for another.
