Page 5 of Sweet Fantasies


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What the hell am I thinking?

“Why are you here? Did you just come here to mess with my head again? Want to growl at me some more about your space? I’m not in your space. You’re in mine.” Damn, I think I’d like it if he growled at me again. My pussy clenches when he grunts under his breaths still stalking me even as I back up until I hit the counter in the back of my kitchen.

He stalks right up to me. His head comes down and he runs his nose along my throat and I know I should slap him. I should tell him to move back. I should shove him off me.

I don’t do any of that though. My head tilts like he’s a puppeteer controlling every one of my motions. I moan and he growls under his breath, the warm puff of air coming from his soft lips makes my bones turn liquid. My knees twitch, my whole body sagging. My fingers move up to grasp his hair and my fingers slip into his hair, wrapping around the silky strands and tugging hard.

“Ryan?” My voice is whispery-soft but he hears me and his eyes open, the blue flames in them hypnotizing me. My whole body lights up like fireworks on the Fourth.

“I missed you, sweetheart.”

“You don’t know me. How the hell can you miss me? And you hate me.”

He shakes his head and leans forward, his teeth nipping at my lower lip, his body tight against me. Warmth seeps into me and my pussy clenches hard.

“I don’t hate you. I can’t stop thinking about you. What have you done to me, woman?”

I’m not sure but I think he’s done the same thing to me because I pull his head down and slam my lips on his, my tongue surging inside his mouth, tangling with his slick muscle and savoring his soft growl.

God, I love that sound.

RYAN

She tastes like the sweetest fucking dessert. Like sweet, spicy Tiramisu. I can taste coffee and cream on her tongue and I wrap my arms around her, tugging her tight into me, my hands drifting down to her plush ass and clenching on her soft skin.

She sighs and her thighs open, letting me move even closer to her. I let my lips drift down her slender throat, her soft skin tempting me into taking liberties.

I want to take a lot of them but we’re in her business. And if someone walks in she’s gonna be bared to them, her flushed skin a telltale sign of what we’re doing.

And if any other man sees her pretty brown eyes full of lust, I might kill them with my bare hands.

No man gets to see her desire but me.

That territorial streak doesn’t startle me. That’s why I’m a beast in my kitchen. It’s mine.

And so is she. I’ve dreamt about her every night since I saw her and the three nights I’ve had to grasp my cock and stroke out a desperate orgasm have kept me on the edge of tearing the whole town apart until I found her.

I tried to stay away. Fuck, did I try. I don’t want any woman.

But I want this woman no matter how many times I tell myself that I shouldn’t. And I want her for more than one night.

But something tells me that I can’t tell her that. She’s almost as touchy as me about relationships. I’m a bossy bastard at all times but especially in my kitchen and the bedroom.

And I already know this woman doesn’t like to be told what to do. I’m going to have to ease her into it.

I cringe when I hear my voice say, “Lock the door and get undressed.”

“What the fuck?” She steps back, the lustful glaze in her whiskey eyes fading away to irritation.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing here, groping me and then growling out orders like this is your fucking kitchen. This is my kitchen. My work. Why are you here?”

I step back and run my hands through my hair and will my fucking cock back down. The asshole doesn’t want to back down. He wants in her tight little pussy and he’s not backing down until he gets what he wants.

“I wanted to see you. I missed you.”

Her head cocks. “You can’t miss someone you don’t know.”

Now that’s not true at all. I’ve missed her every damn day since I kissed her. I’ve obsessed over what she’s doing, wondering if some other man is moving in on my territory. I’ve punched my heavy bag like I was taking down the bastard and making sure that he can’t walk. Can’t talk to her with his silver tongue and seduce her into leaving town and me.

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