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Cutter shook his head. “No.”
The tension that had been building between them was no longer subtle. It was right there, sucking all the air out of room, and if Tracy was nervous, it wasn’t because she was scared. The flush along her elegant throat and the way her nipples jutted against her soft t-shirt translated to arousal, not fear.
“Tea?” she asked. “Although I’ve never seen you drink tea.”
“I prefer coffee.”
“Right.” She nodded and twitched her fingers, her eyes fixed on his.
“Tracy?”
“Uh huh?”
“Don’t run.”
Cutter rounded the island in three steps and the look in her eyes changed from uncertainty to hunger. Far from backing herself into a corner, she met him halfway. He drove his hand under her hair while she flung her arms around his neck. Less than an inch away from her mouth, he paused.
“Can I have you?”
Fuck, he needed her, but first, he needed her to say the words that would let him take the leash off his deepest cravings.
“Oh, yes, Cutter. Please. Take me.”
Their lips met in a hard, bruising kiss, each giving as much as they got back. He licked at her mouth and she opened immediately, welcoming his tongue. That first taste of her ? coffee, vanilla, and dark brown sugar ? was like a banquet to a starving man. He could sip at her for years and never get tired of her flavor.
His gloved hand slipped down her body until his arm was tucked under her firm ass. With a quick lift, she was seated on the island, her legs spread open in welcome. Though she was taller at this level, all he had to do was tighten his hand in her hair and she quivered, melting into him with the sweetest moan he’d ever heard.
He broke the kiss to growl a command. “Shirt off, sweetheart. Need to see those nipples that have been teasing me for weeks.”
“Yes, Cutter.”
“I love the way you say my name, sugar. Keep it up.”
She ripped the shirt over her head, exposing a servicable bra that covered a set of sweet little tits that would fit perfectly into his palms. He yanked the cups aside and ducked his head to lap at the dark nipple that protruded from one of the peachy mounds.
Tracy slapped a hand over her mouth to muffle a shriek and he grinned around the hard bead.
“Let it out, little mama. There’s no one around to hear you.”
She nodded and her fingers slide down her throat, but he only heard her harsh breathing.
He sucked her nipple between his teeth and bit down, just hard enough for her to squeal in shock.
“There you are. Give me everything you’ve got and I’ll give it all back.”
With a whimper, she slid her fingers through his hair and pulled him close, shoving more of her breast into his mouth. Her hips lunged forward until he could feel the heat billowing out of her center.
That hot, hungry pussy called to him almost as much as the candy-sweet treat he suckled. Her bra had a front closure and he snapped it open, exposing her tits to him in all their golden glory.
“Fuck, Tracy. They’re fucking perfect. All of you is fucking perfect.”
She leaned back onto the island, bracing herself with her hands and he twisted the button of her jeans until it popped. The zipper slithered down and he was working the denim over her hips when a buzz rattled against the granite, a grating note in the midst of their passion.
It wasn’t his phone because no one ever called or texted him.
Tracy groaned and leaned to the side to drag her cell out of her back pocket.
“Goddammit.” He exhaled heavily and leaned forward until his head rested between her pretty, soft tits.
