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I swallow the lump of unimaginable want clawing its way up my throat and force strained words quietly past my lips. “I don’t even know your name.”
I hardly recognize my own voice.
He moves one powerful hand down to cup my face, and his calloused thumb skims over my jaw, sending electricity dancing along my skin. My nipples peak and strain against the bodice of my dress as all my synapses fire instantaneously. My body screams,yes please, while my brain short-circuits, and all thoughts of any type of cleanse go out the window.
My little black swan is kicking off her pointe shoes as she reminds me,Rules are made to be broken.
She might be right.
Can’t imagine this is what Mom was thinking when she used to talk about them.
“Cross.” My sexy stranger’s voice caresses my skin, and I stare blankly back at him, my body shaking with anticipation, unable to process what he’s telling me.
“My name...” A crooked, sinfully seductive smile curves his lips. “It’s Cross.”
My breath catches in my throat, and my rapidly beating heart skips a beat.
“Cross,”I whisper back, liking the way that one word sounds on my lips. A sexy name for a sexy man.
I lean into his big body and run my finger along the stubble on his jaw. “Everly. Guess we’re not strangers anymore.”
His mouth crashes down over mine. Rough and hard and fucking perfect. Urgent. Like the idea of not kissing me is agonizing. And I get it because I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone oranything as much as I want this.
Need and want war with awareness.
Ofwherewe are andwhocould see us.
But need and want win out.
Fuck awareness.
Cross grabs my ass in his big hands and lifts me from my feet. My legs are guided around his lean waist as he settles between my thighs, andoh my. It sure feels like everything is massive on this man. Sparks flicker behind my lids as a delicious ache grows deep inside me.
I wrap one arm around his neck and drop my other hand to the doorknob next to us and shove it open. Maddox may never forgive me, but I couldn’t possibly care less.
With a crooked smile and one hand still on my ass, Cross pulls back, grabs the bag of food, and walks us through the door before he kicks it shut. “I’m not even going to ask how you know this room is here.”
“Good.” I reach behind him and flick the lock on the door. “Because I don’t want to talk.” My words come out thick and husky before Cross takes my mouth again and leans me back against the door.
One palm slides under my white cotton sundress and rough fingers dig into the flesh of my ass.
With shaky hands, I shove his shirt up and over his head, then drop it to the floor.
Oh. My. God.
This man’s chest is chiseled steel.
His muscles ripple under my fingers between us as I coast them along his pecs and over his ridiculously ripped washboard abs.
“Like what you see?”
I tilt my head to the side and lick my lips as his dark eyes devour me. “I should have known you’d be cocky.”
I don’t tell him how much I like it.
That smile curves his lips as his finger skims along the seam of my lace thong, playing dangerously close to my clit. “Arrogant,” he corrects me. “Not cocky.”
“What’s the?—”
