“Wouldn’t you rather stay here with me?” She mock pouted; running her finger along the swoop neck of her T-shirt.
The next thing she knew, she was on her back on the couch, Ira knelt on the floor and loomed over her with an evil grin. “You’re going to pay for teasing me with what I can’t have.” He pressed her into the couch with a passionate kiss which nearly blew her socks off. His hand stroked down her arm and somehow found the soft skin of her belly beneath her shirt. His heat burned like a brand, and she gasped.
The kiss morphed from teasing punishment to burning passion in a flash of heat. She surrendered herself to the kiss. Giving as much as she was taking. Hoping she stole his breath like he stole hers. The room faded away until there was nothing left but Ira. His mouth, his scent. The hard planes of his body against hers. Burning need rose in her core. Her heart thundered.
Until his phone beeped.
She eased away. “You should get that,” she gasped.
“No.” He took her mouth again, his hand crept higher until he cupped the underside of her breast. “No bra?” He stared at her wide eyed. “Woman, you’re going to kill me.” He pressed his lips to her belly button.
The phone chimed again.
“Dammit.”
He yanked the phone out of his pocket. Read the display and cursed mildly. “Jason needs a ride. We need to pick him up. The butcher shop van has a flat.”
“Doesn’t he have his own vehicle?”
“In the shop, and since he’s family, he has to wait until Carl has time to fix it.”
Ira kissed Honey again and she almost lost herself in the tender caress before her sensibilities came back to life. “We should go.” She wiggled under him. “First family dinner.”
“Don’t remind me. I have better things to do.”
She was just as torn as Ira. She’d have loved nothing more than to stay home and make love with him. But she also knew the value of good family relationships. “We can pick this up later, if you’re interested.” She eased around him and stood.
Ira dropped his head and chest to the sofa and grumbled under his breath before leaping to his feet. “Duty calls. Though, honestly, I’ve never been less interested in doing my duty.”
She pressed her finger to his lips. “Shh. Family is important. On the bright side, we’ll be together Not kissing close, but hand holding close.”
She grabbed his hand and dragged him to his feet and toward the door. “We can do this. Who knows, maybe if you’re a good boy, you’ll be rewarded later.”
“I’m counting on it.”
