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Should I ring his folks?
I needed to ring someone. Jesus, if I could afford it, I’d call a doctor at least. Someone to come check him out.
Frowning, I ran a gaze over him again. The fact he was at my house tightened something in my stomach I didn’t expect, something I hadn’t experienced since the night I’d realized I really, really wanted to go down on my best friend and make her scream my name.
That thing in my tummy tightened some more, radiating a heat lower into the place between my thighs that hadn’t reacted to a guy for a long time.
What the hell?
Was I seriously getting aroused? By my neighbor?
My unconscious, mysterious bad-boy neighbor who’d spent years teasing me and driving me all kinds of crazy?
What. The. Hell?
“Screw this,” I muttered with one last look at Lucas as I began to climb to my feet. “I’m calling 91—”
A hard fist wrapped around my wrist, jerking me to a halt.
“Ronnie,” Lucas’s hoarse growl scraped at my fraying state of mind.
My stare snapped to his face. He looked up at me, his eyes clear, bright. Too bright. Too intense.
“Lucas,” I said, tugging with pathetic force at his grip on my wrist. Or maybe I whispered his name. I don’t know. I felt…confused. My heart was racing. My head was roaring. “You need—”
“You,” he snarled, the word thick with hunger, before he yanked me downward and captured my lips with his.
He took savage possession of my mouth, his tongue and teeth wild. He fisted his hands in my hair with painful pleasure, and before I could stop the whimper of unexpected rapture vibrating in my throat, he flipped me onto my back and pinned me to the floor.
All without surrendering ownership of my lips.
In fact, his kiss turned hungrier.
Hotter.
His hips ground to mine, his rigid cock damn near penetrating my pussy. My heart leapt into frenzied life, slamming into my throat as his thighs slid over mine. He swept his tongue into my mouth, over and over, seeking out mine.
I want to say I bucked him off and scrambled away. I want to say I lashed out at him with my feet. He was my bastard bad-boy neighbor, after all, and I was not in the market for the kind of insanity being kissed by him would bring.
I want to say all those things, but I can’t.
A need crashed through me so powerful, so absolute I couldn’t resist it. A ravenous craving to surrender to the unexpected pleasure consuming me at Lucas’s rough domination of my body and mouth.
I whimpered again, louder this time, and shoved my hips upward, aching to feel his hard cock part my folds and slam into me. I clawed at his back, lashed at his tongue with my own.
He groaned in return, dragging one hand from my hair and down over my shoulder until he reached my breast.
He closed his fingers over its swell, rubbing his palm at my distended nipple, moving his mouth to my jaw, my throat, up to my ear.
“Ronnie,” he rasped against my temple. “I thought I’d never see you again.”
I arched beneath him, in part because his fingers had found my nipple with pinching flicks that detonated wicked sensations in my very center, in part because I desperately wanted to feel more of his cock sliding past my pussy lips.
“I don’t…” I began, but he silenced me with a kiss more hungry and savage than the first.
And as before, I had no hope of denying how my body reacted to it. How every fiber in my body craved more.
I’d never had this kind of overwhelming, intoxicating, body-rocking reaction to a kiss before. This was nothing like anything I’d experienced before.
