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“I can’t put into words what you do to me,” he told her.
She curled her fingers into his palm. “You do the same to me.”
“Then what the hell are we doing here?” He made a move to get up. She tugged his hand.
“We haven’t eaten our dinner.”
He lowered his voice. “I’m not hungry for food and you know it.”
“Hmm. Anticipation makes the appetite stronger.” She hiked a brow, teasing, taunting him.
“It makes a man a caged beast when he can’t touch the woman he wants.”
She giggled, hiking his lust up a notch.
“If you’re hungry, we can raid the refrigerator.” He was bound to have something in it.
“You brought me to this nice restaurant and I’m staying for my risotto.”
Every minute he spent with Cassie, he fell deeper and deeper under her spell.
“I bet I can change your mind.” Somehow, his hope to leave the restaurant had turned into a game. Now that the idea had taken hold, he kicked back, seeing if he could convince her. He rubbed his thumb over the inside of Cassie’s wrist and gazed at her with such intensity, flames should be shooting from his eyes.
She trembled. He smiled at the satisfying response. She ran her tongue across her bottom lip and, sure enough, she bit down with her teeth. Desire stabbed every cell in his body.
“Take it to go.”
***
They barely made it through the door when Mike grabbed her. He pinned her against the wall and angled his mouth over hers, devouring her. Claiming her. She clutched the back of his head with one hand while the fingers of her other tangled in his shirt, tugging him, crawling into him. He tasted of wine and hunger, and a craving she gladly reciprocated. She opened her mouth wider, her tongue dancing and mating with his, her lower body imitating the same movements. She couldn’t get enough of Mike. Of his kiss. Of his seeking hands roaming over her body.
When his mouth slid down her jaw to her neck, she moaned, tilting her head just a bit as he sucked greedily on the skin just below her ear. The air around her grew heavy. Closing in on her, taking her breath. All she knew was Mike. All she felt was Mike, driving her steadily higher and higher. One of his hands gently grasped her breast, gripping, squeezing, while his thigh rocked between her legs. Delicious vibrations cannonballed straight to her center. She worked the buttons on his shirt. With a growl, he tore it off and flung the material aside.
Firm, sculpted abs met her gaze. Sprigs of hair begged her to touch. And she did just that, running her hands over steel and slick fur, absorbing the riveting tingle on the tips of her fingers.
Slowly, he slid the thin straps of her top off of each shoulder, trickling wet kisses over her heated skin. She felt the release of her bra and her bare breasts spilled free. She barely had time to catch her breath before his mouth closed over one aching nipple. Her head fell back and she arched, her body begging for more. He pinched her other nipple, rolling it between his fingers, shooting heavenly shocks of pleasure to her belly. Unable to hold back her moan, she let out a purring sound, and slithered into him like a needy kitten.
Rock solid abs grazed her breasts as his mouth found hers again. He scorched her with his burning heat, melting away all her defenses. One hand slid over her hip and under her short skirt, sizzling every nerve ending in his path. She closed her eyes and marveled at the delicious sensation swamping her senses. When he slipped his fingers inside her panties, she whimpered.
His fingers teased, plucked, making her tremble and jerk. Wanting more. Needing more. He inserted a finger and it felt so good. He felt so good. Thrusting again and again, he slowly drove her crazy. He took her mouth thoroughly in a devastating kiss, spinning her mind in turmoil.
She writhed in earnest. Her world spiraled out of control, pitching her to another universe. Desperate for completion, her body spasmed and shuddered and came apart.
Such sweet, aching pleasure. Such mind-blowing ecstasy in the talented hands of her hot firefighter. Who continued to stroke and caress until she felt the stirrings of passion again. Her will was not her own. She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his chest, delighting in his muscled body.
At the same time she reached for the button on his trousers, he leaned back and yanked at her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Then he hooked his thumbs in her panties and dragged them down.
“So fucking beautiful.” Taking his time, he caressed the flesh of each leg, letting his hands roam higher and higher until he found the triangle between her thighs. “So wet.”
She gasped, then bit her lip. When he glanced up, his blue eyes were hazed with desire.
“Spread your legs,” he demanded.
She quivered at the idea his command suggested. She ached with anticipation, wanting his mouth on her so badly. While part of her wanted to savor every second, another part of her wanted to give him the same ecstasy he’d given her. Pleasure should be shared. And she so wanted to please him.
“Mike,” she pleaded. “I need you.”
“I know, babe. I’m giving you what you need.”
