Blueprint for Love by Chanta Jefferson Rand

was I to know you
were here?” she continued. “There were no cars out
front.”
    “ I parked my Explorer in
back.”
    “ Oh.”
    “ Why’d you come rushing in
like a banshee?”
    “ I heard a noise. I
thought someone was breaking in.”
    His green eyes narrowed.
“So you were just gonna confront the intruder? With a stun
gun?”
    “ Yes. I realize now it was
foolish.”
    “ Foolish is an
understatement, woman. I’ll give you points for bravery, but you
coulda been seriously hurt. What would you have done if someone had
turned that gun on you?”
    “ I said it was
foolish.”
    “ More like stupid. Promise
me you won’t ever do anything like that again.”
    Her eyes kept wandering
down to the towel. “Yes,” she finally answered.
    Vic smirked. “See
something you like, Ronnie?”
    She didn’t trust herself
to speak.
    In one swift movement, Vic
backed her into a corner, trapping her between his half-naked body
and the wall. His nearness was overwhelming. She placed her hands
on his chest, trying to put distance between them. It was a
mistake. The minute her fingertips touched the solid wall of
muscle, her hands absently caressed one of his flat
nipples.
    Without warning, Vic
grabbed her wrists and pulled her against his chest.
    “ What are you doing?” she
demanded.
    “ Giving you what you
want.”
    Her heartbeat hadn’t
slowed since she’d burst through the door two minutes ago. She’d
attacked him with a stun gun, but here Vic was, ready to fulfill
her every desire.
    “ Tell me you don’t want
this, Ronnie, and I’ll stop. Right now.”
    Her mouth parted, but no
sound came out. She couldn’t think with Vic so close to her. His
manly scent filled her nostrils. His minty breath fanned her cheek.
Yes, she wanted it. She wanted it so bad she could taste
it.
    Taking her silence for acquiesce, Vic’s
mouth descended on hers.
    The word heavenly came to mind.
Vic started out with soft strokes, but it didn’t take him long to
ravish her mouth. His tongue pulled and sucked hers, making her
whimper beneath his touch. She melted into his embrace as his
tongue invaded every corner, every crevice, and every fold of her
mouth. Heat flooded her from head to toe and back again, setting
the space between her legs on fire. Dear God, she should have never
stoked the flames of this fire. What started out as a spark of
attraction had erupted into an inferno!
     
     
    Vic was lost in Ronnie’s
hot kisses. The more he plundered, the more he fell victim to her
spell. She was all-feminine, the way a woman should be. He dragged
his mouth from hers and trailed kisses along her neck and
collarbone. A coil of raw emotion slowly winded in the pit of his
belly. Ronnie had him so hot, he couldn’t think
straight.
    He fumbled with the tiny
pearl buttons holding her red silk blouse together. His thumbs were
too large to be bothered with this shit. Frustrated, he ripped the
delicate material, sending the buttons scattering to the floor.
Ronnie’s surprised yelp turned him on. His cock swelled at the
sight of her lush breasts. He bent his head and greedily sucked a
dark nipple through the white lacey bra she wore. The bud hardened
in his mouth. He rolled it between his tongue and teeth, savoring
the taste and texture.
    Ronnie writhed beneath him
as he generously devoured one breast then the next, lavishing them
with equal attention. Her tiny gasps floated through the air as she
clung to him for support. He didn’t mind when her short nails dug
into his shoulder blades. The pain was pleasurable, sending jolts
of excitement through him.
    So, the Ice Queen could be
melted after all.
    Vic steered her to a
nearby wall and pressed the hard lines of his body against her lush
curves. His erection bucked against her. He hiked up her skirt and
pressed the throbbing head of his dick against the thin barrier of
her lace panties. He grinded against her and pulled on her earlobe
with his tongue.
    Her moans filled the air.
“Oh God. Oh God,”