Page 16 of Heartbreaker
The soft way she says my name has me jerking my gaze up to her eyes, see the knowing glint in those deep gray depths.
“I’m not going to apologize for getting caught looking at that beautiful body,” I murmur, sliding closer, trailing my fingertips up the outside of her thigh, dragging the material higher, until I’m running them lightly along the curve of that lush ass.
“I’m not asking for an apology,” she says.
Confident words, but the flush of pink spreads on her cheeks.
Inexperienced, maybe.
Tends to be shy, definitely.
Only…not with me.
My dick goes hard.
“Whatareyou asking for?”
That blush grows, but she holds my eyes and I feel myself slipping a little deeper down the treacherous slope of infatuation.
Of obsession.
I felt it once before.
With…Amber.
That name sliding through my mind threatens to douse my erection, to send me right the fuck out of this car. Thankfully, she keeps talking, snapping me out of it.
“A kiss.”
My gaze whips back to hers and I lift a brow. “Just one?”
Her lips part, eyes widening, but I don’t bother waiting for an answer.
I wrap my fingers around one of her slender wrists and tug, sending her toppling into my lap. She gasps as I drop my mouth to hers, tasting that sound on my tongue.
Tasting her moan as her lips meld to mine, groaning in return as she settles more firmly on top of me, her skirt hiking up, exposing the tops of her thighs, giving me a glimpse of black lace and slick pink and?—
Her hand slides into my hair, gripping the strands as she leans closer, deepening the kiss, settling more heavily onto me.
Soft heat.
Fuck, she’s sweet.
And sexy as hell as she starts rocking on me, riding the hard ridge of my erection as I take my fill of her mouth. Sleek darts of her tongue, plump lips, moans vibrating through her chest, which is pressed to mine.
Lean curves.
Great tits.
Spectacularass.
I settle my hands onto the lush curves, draw her flush against me, grinding my hips up into her.
“Oh God!” Her head falls back, her pelvis rocking against mine. “I— That’s good,” she whispers, her hand in my hair tightening as she moves faster. “Royal.”
I slide my hands forward, dip my thumbs under the hem of her underwear.
Smooth, bare skin.
