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He had this deep ache in his chest to know what those plump lips of hers tasted like. What had thrown him off was that she thought she could do with losing some weight.
The idea was crazy.
Her plush body was like that of a Greek goddess, curvy in all the right places. He couldn’t keep his hands off of her.
Desire for her warmed his body and flowed down to his cock. It grew stiff and heavy watching her walk away from him.
“I just figured all you Southern boys were into country music.”
A hearty laugh escaped him. That was a new one for him to hear. Yes, he was raised in rural Alabama, but that didn’t mean they were hillbillies who only listened to country.
“Really? So you had me pegged for a good ol’ Southern hillbilly?” He stalked toward her, enjoying their interaction. He knew he still spoke with an accent that gave away his Southern roots.
“By looks? No. When you thicken your accent up on purpose, like you’re doing now, then yes,” she replied haughtily.
She spun around on her heel and walked over to the book section, where rows of shelves lined the walls. The scent of paperbacks filled the air, reminiscent of the times he’d spent in the libraries in college studying for exams.
His gaze dropped to the swell of Alana’s ass. His pants were now tight, and it was a struggle to keep from unzipping his jeans to give him some form of relief.
Maybe he was an uncultured hillbilly. No woman had ever had this effect on him. He could normally control his urges, but being in Alana’s presence changed all that.
He wanted her.
That was without question.
London didn’t say a word as she watched him, her gaze darting to him as she browsed the books. Pulling one out, she flipped through the pages, moving her glasses up her nose before reading the blurb on the back. An unconscious move while she got lost in what she was reading.
The music playing floated along the airwaves, giving the shop a mellow, calming effect.
They were the only two in the area.
London stood behind her much shorter frame, causing her to stiffen before slowly turning around with curiosity in her eyes. He liked how much of a size difference there was between them. Most of the women he affiliated with were tall models, and that had been something he thought he was in to. But he was quickly finding out he liked short, curvy, nerdy women.
Before he knew what he was doing, he gathered her to him and lowered his head.
“London…”
Her breathless whisper was the only thing he heard. It did wicked things to his body that he couldn’t explain.
Their lips met in a scorching kiss. It was hard, unforgiving, and deep. London was trying to hold on to his control, but it was slowly slipping away.
Her lips parted, allowing him to taste the sweetness that waited for him. The slight hint of her coffee lingered. His tongue slid along hers, stroking it gently. She met him shyly at first, but soon returned the kiss with the same fever he bestowed upon her.
Running his hand through her hair, he gripped the thick strands while tilting his head to deepen the kiss.
He needed more.
He swallowed Alana’s moan as he drank her in, ignoring the sound of the book she was holding hitting the floor. Her hands slid up to hold on to his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin.
He tried to ease up on the feral kiss, but he was losing the battle.
Now that he’d gotten a taste of her, he wanted it all.
His other hand explored her soft body before making its way to the curve of her ass. He groaned, loving how she fit in his palm. She pushed up against him, his cock pressing against her stomach…
The sound of a cough behind them was like a splash of cold water on his face. He tore his mouth away and put himself in front of her. Looking over his shoulder, he found an older man giving them a disapproving glare.
“Are you buying something or not?” he growled.
