AMatterofLust by Lisa Fox Page B

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the heat of her body on his skin. “Hmm,” she said, and bit down on her lower
lip. Her fingers flitted over his collarbone. “I do like confidence.”
    He caught her hand and brought it to his lips. “Then you’re
definitely going to like me.” He pressed a kiss to the inside of her wrist and
her excited pulse fluttered beneath his lips.
    She moved against him and his arm automatically went around
her waist, drawing her closer. She fit snugly in his arms, a soft, solid weight
that was all woman. His eyes flicked to her plump lips. He needed a taste. Just
one, tiny taste. He touched his mouth to hers lightly at first, but the
delicate press of her lips, the mingled heat of their breath, snapped something
within him and he rocketed straight into the red zone. With a low growl, he
parted her lips with his tongue and plunged into her warm, wet depths. He lost
himself in the taste of her and his hands moved over her body, sliding down to
cup her ass. His cock swelled, hard and painful, and he shifted her hips,
letting her feel how much he wanted her. She squirmed in his arms and he
deepened the kiss, his tongue caressing hers with fiery intensity. She let out
a little moan when his hand dipped briefly between her thighs and his cock
jerked in response. Every cell in his body screamed for her. There was no more
waiting. He had to have her now. He broke this kiss, licked a path along her
jaw, his teeth scraping over her skin. “Let’s go.”
    “You want to leave already?” she asked impishly. Her fingers
tangled in his hair and she bit down on his earlobe. The fresh wave of heat
that washed over him almost unhinged his knees. “Aren’t we having a good time
right here?”
    “I can think of better ways to spend my time with you.” He
kissed her again, nipping her lips while backing her up against the nearest
wall. Her breasts pressed against his chest and he could feel the pounding of
her heart between them. His own heart was pounding just as hard.
    “Oh?” she asked, separating her mouth from his. “And what
ways might those be?” She shifted in his arms, allowing him to settle between
her thighs. He pressed into her, his cock aching to fill her. She rocked her
hips against him and Trask’s eyes nearly rolled back into his head.
    Her scent made him dizzy, drove the need roaring through his
veins. He could taste her lust for him, feel it in the marrow of his bones and
the desire swelled in his groin. He traced his tongue over the outline of her
ear. “Like inside you. Hearing you scream.” He nuzzled her throat, his lips
ghosting over her soft skin. “Making you come.”
    She pulled back from him, smiling all the while. “All right,
I’m convinced.” She reached down between them, placed her hand over his cock
and squeezed.
    All the blood in his body rushed straight to his cock,
leaving him lightheaded. Unable to help himself, he gripped her hand and pushed
his hips forward. “You know, I don’t have any problem with taking you right
here, if that’s what you want.”
    Her smile widened and she removed her hand from his cock to
lace her fingers through his. “Now, now,” she said, and turned to lead him
across the dance floor. “We wouldn’t want to make a scene.”
    He followed behind her, hypnotized by the sway of her hips.
His vision narrowed to a tunnel, focused entirely on her gorgeous ass. He hoped
she lived close because he didn’t know how much longer he could keep himself
from ripping off her clothes and plunging into her. She wove through the crowd
and Trask frowned, wondering why it was taking so long to get out of the club.
He looked up, expecting to the find the exit right there in front of him and it
took him a full minute to figure out why he wasn’t seeing it. “Wait,” he said,
tugging on her hand to stop her. “Where are we going? The exit is the other
way.”
    “Yes, I know,” she said with a sexy smile. She tilted her
head toward the back of the club. “We’re going