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I watch him lock it, then turn back to me.
I back off slowly, like a rabbit desperate to escape the wolf that plans to eat it.
A wild sob builds in my throat, my heart pounding as he moves in for the kill.
“You can drop the enraged act. This is you and me here, and I don’t think you hate me that much.”
His sweeter approach disarms me. I raise my hands, telling him to back off. “Don’t you dare—” I whisper as his cool but determined eyes swim before mine.
His finger lands on my lips, silencing my words. “Shh.” Tracing my lips with the finger, he takes a deep breath. “I want you, Dani.”
In that second, I know I’m powerless to stop this. And I’m completely certain I don’t want to.
A warning voice in my head tells me to contain this before it’s too late. I ignore it, turning, placing my hands on the flower counter.
His hands smooth my shoulders. “Just relax.” His warm breath caresses my shoulder.
I close my eyes and sigh deeply as an overwhelming sensation washes over me. Desire.
I want him too.
This moment has been a long time coming. All my adult life, to be honest. The one moment where I’m swept away by passion, uncaring about the consequences. I wondered if it would ever happen to me, and now it’s about to, there’s no stopping it.
I moan as he peppers a swathe of kisses down my neck and across my shoulder. He feasts on me. Every soft swipe of his lips, every nip of his teeth pulling a response. His hands explore, gentle fingertips rubbing circles behind my ears, tangling in my hair, tugging gently. He seems to know every sensitive spot I possess. I moan as his fingers slide down the front of my dress, inside my bra, finding my nipple.
Holy... holy....Flames ignite my core. “God!”
“So you still want me to go?”
“Yes.”
Please don’t.
“Liar.”
He spins me to face him. His eyes seem to glow like quicksilver as he takes my backside in his hands and squeezes, massaging my flesh. It feels so good,toogood, and I gasp out loud.
He strokes and teases, arousing me until I’m delirious with need.
I drag his shirt from his pants, desperate to feel the skin beneath. This is what I want. This is what I’ve wanted from the first moment I laid eyes on him.
To touch him.
To do things to him.
To have him do things to me.
Lips crushed to mine, he lifts me, his hard fingers digging into the softness of my ass. My shoes fall and clatter on the floor as my legs instinctively wrap round his lean hips. He slides me onto the flower counter, my legs spread around him, my dress hoisted somewhere around my stomach.
“Baby,” he groans, kissing me fiercely, his hands grasping my thighs and pushing them wider apart. I squirm against him, desperate to have more. To take all this man is offering.
“Yes,” I moan. “Yes, yes.”
I’m breathless, a pulsating need building inside me.
He’s possessive and dominating, and that excites me even more. My tongue duels with his, warring against his passion. When the hardness at his groin grinds against my panties, I mew like a kitten.
I need this. I need Neal. I need to feel that piece of him rammed inside me.
I want him to claim me. I want him to take me. Right here. Right now.
I may technically be a virgin—in that I’ve never had full sex with a guy before—but I’m not that innocent. I know what it’s about, and I don’t fear what’s coming.
I crave it.
I want Neal Mountjoy. Especially thatpart of him.
I squirm against his hardness. Right now, I want this more than anything.
What tomorrow brings is another story.
