slightly
that he’d do something so forward, and I felt the nerves flutter in my throat for
only a second before I shoved them down. I berated myself for being so childish. I
was a grown, sexual woman who was aching for some male attention. There was no need
for formality with him.
Fuck that shit!
I didn’t get much time for my self-chastisement because Isaac was standing above me,
looking down on me with such intensity that my pulse automatically skipped a beat.
He wasn’t touching me, only looking at me. His eyes were hooded and searching my body
for something that sparked his interest. He must have found what he liked because
his tongue peeked out for a moment and licked his lips, just like a man would do before
he devoured something that looked appetizing.
“I must tell you that I am quite taken with you,” he said in a low tone, dripping
with promise and hot sex. “I have never been as tempted to break the rules as I am
with you.”
I felt his breath skim across my face as he spoke, sending a haze of sensuality over
me. I could feel the heat of his body warming me as he edged closer, our hips and
thighs making contact in our tight proximity.
“And what rule would that be?” I asked, proud that my voice seemed calm even though
my insides were anything but.
“The one that forbids me to fuck you senseless right now, making you scream my name
until your voice is gone for days.”
I balked—my breath caught in my throat as I automatically took a step back from him—feeling
my bottom meet the hard marble counter. We had become predator and prey in a matter
of seconds, and the adrenaline pumping through my veins was simultaneously torturous
and delicious.
“A-and that’s breaking the rules?” I managed to squeak out, feeling a sense of fear
and disappointment at the same time.
“Unfortunately,” he replied, closing the distance between us so that I was pressed
up against a rock and a hard place, pun most definitely intended.
“Pity,” I said, looking at him through my lashes and automatically becoming lost in
his vivid blue eyes as he reached his hand toward my face.
“Complete shame,” he agreed, running the tips of his fingers along my cheekbone, down
to my jaw, and along my chin. The feeling of his skin on mine, however faint, had
my blood boiling. I wanted more. I needed more.
I felt his breath on my face as he lowered his head toward mine. He ran his nose along
my cheek. “But there is nothing in the rules that says I can’t make you come.”
My breath caught in my throat at his words. His lips were at my earlobe, taking the
tip of it between his warm lips as his hands wrapped around my shoulders, sending
chills down my spine.
“I don’t want you to get into trouble,” I told him, my voice as weak as I felt.
He laughed. “No one is looking for us. No one will hear us if you are very, very quiet.”
“I don’t get it,” I said on a whisper, my eyes shutting automatically as his lips
moved across my neck. His hands were traveling down my body, skimming down the slick
satin of my dress. “Why is it such a big deal for you to be with me?”
“Less talking,” he said, and then his lips met mine. My mouth parted, inviting him
in. His taste finally filled me, and it felt like some kind of drug had entered my
bloodstream. My heartbeat quickened, my breath left in a gasp. He stole it, completely
taking my air away with his touch.
My hands moved on their own, winding their way into the gorgeous head of hair. The
strands were thick and sturdy, and Isaac didn’t seem to mind when I tugged on them
a little in an attempt to get him closer to me. He moaned inside my mouth, wrapping
his arms around my waist as he lifted me onto the bathroom counter. My legs parted,
wrapping around him so that I could pull him in to me. I felt the burning in my center
increase tenfold as his body lined up directly where I wanted
that he’d do something so forward, and I felt the nerves flutter in my throat for
only a second before I shoved them down. I berated myself for being so childish. I
was a grown, sexual woman who was aching for some male attention. There was no need
for formality with him.
Fuck that shit!
I didn’t get much time for my self-chastisement because Isaac was standing above me,
looking down on me with such intensity that my pulse automatically skipped a beat.
He wasn’t touching me, only looking at me. His eyes were hooded and searching my body
for something that sparked his interest. He must have found what he liked because
his tongue peeked out for a moment and licked his lips, just like a man would do before
he devoured something that looked appetizing.
“I must tell you that I am quite taken with you,” he said in a low tone, dripping
with promise and hot sex. “I have never been as tempted to break the rules as I am
with you.”
I felt his breath skim across my face as he spoke, sending a haze of sensuality over
me. I could feel the heat of his body warming me as he edged closer, our hips and
thighs making contact in our tight proximity.
“And what rule would that be?” I asked, proud that my voice seemed calm even though
my insides were anything but.
“The one that forbids me to fuck you senseless right now, making you scream my name
until your voice is gone for days.”
I balked—my breath caught in my throat as I automatically took a step back from him—feeling
my bottom meet the hard marble counter. We had become predator and prey in a matter
of seconds, and the adrenaline pumping through my veins was simultaneously torturous
and delicious.
“A-and that’s breaking the rules?” I managed to squeak out, feeling a sense of fear
and disappointment at the same time.
“Unfortunately,” he replied, closing the distance between us so that I was pressed
up against a rock and a hard place, pun most definitely intended.
“Pity,” I said, looking at him through my lashes and automatically becoming lost in
his vivid blue eyes as he reached his hand toward my face.
“Complete shame,” he agreed, running the tips of his fingers along my cheekbone, down
to my jaw, and along my chin. The feeling of his skin on mine, however faint, had
my blood boiling. I wanted more. I needed more.
I felt his breath on my face as he lowered his head toward mine. He ran his nose along
my cheek. “But there is nothing in the rules that says I can’t make you come.”
My breath caught in my throat at his words. His lips were at my earlobe, taking the
tip of it between his warm lips as his hands wrapped around my shoulders, sending
chills down my spine.
“I don’t want you to get into trouble,” I told him, my voice as weak as I felt.
He laughed. “No one is looking for us. No one will hear us if you are very, very quiet.”
“I don’t get it,” I said on a whisper, my eyes shutting automatically as his lips
moved across my neck. His hands were traveling down my body, skimming down the slick
satin of my dress. “Why is it such a big deal for you to be with me?”
“Less talking,” he said, and then his lips met mine. My mouth parted, inviting him
in. His taste finally filled me, and it felt like some kind of drug had entered my
bloodstream. My heartbeat quickened, my breath left in a gasp. He stole it, completely
taking my air away with his touch.
My hands moved on their own, winding their way into the gorgeous head of hair. The
strands were thick and sturdy, and Isaac didn’t seem to mind when I tugged on them
a little in an attempt to get him closer to me. He moaned inside my mouth, wrapping
his arms around my waist as he lifted me onto the bathroom counter. My legs parted,
wrapping around him so that I could pull him in to me. I felt the burning in my center
increase tenfold as his body lined up directly where I wanted
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