Burned by Kaylea Cross

and pressed a lingering kiss against her forehead right in front of everyone she feared she might start crying.
    The rest of the evening passed in a blur and finally it was over and she could be alone with him. It had been a long time since she’d been interested enough and had the guts to ask a man back to her place, but for him she was willing to put aside her fears. Even if tonight was all they had together, she wanted to do it. Needed to. Her body was on fire and he was the only one who could douse the flames.
    Sean laced his fingers through hers and raised her hand to his lips to kiss the back of it on the way down to the lobby. Zahra pressed closer to his side and breathed in his clean scent, every nerve in her body humming with desire. She noticed him carefully scanning the lobby on the way through but even the reminder that they might be in danger didn’t dampen her arousal.
    All the way through the lobby he kept her off to the side of the room, blocking her subtly with his body while they waited inside for the valet to bring their SUV around to the side exit, rather than the front where they’d be more exposed. By the time they were outside at the SUV where the valet had left it in a secluded spot that afforded them concealment and protection, she couldn’t wait another second to touch him. She dumped her plaque and purse on the ground and set her hands on his broad shoulders, her fingers pressing into the muscle beneath the tuxedo jacket. She tipped her head back to stare up into his eyes.
    Sean gazed down at her with such hunger that she shivered and when he slid his hands into her hair she couldn’t control the soft sound of need that slipped out of her. His eyes darkened and he leaned in. Zahra rose up on tiptoe, expecting him to crush his mouth to hers, and let out a startled moan when he instead pressed his face against the side of her neck and inhaled deeply. Goose bumps flashed over her skin, pebbling her nipples until they chafed against the lacy fabric of her bra. Her fingers tightened on him and she closed her eyes when she felt his lips rub against her neck, the soft caress a stark contrast to the whiskers on his face.
    “Zahra,” he breathed against her skin, nuzzling her with his nose and lips. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
    “God, just kiss me,” she demanded, grabbing fistfuls of his hair to force his head up. People were walking past them just yards away and she didn’t even care so long as he didn’t stop what he was doing to her.
    Sean resisted at first, instead opening his mouth against the sensitive place beneath her ear to let his tongue drag against her skin. She gasped and tugged harder and then he at last turned his head and kissed her. But he didn’t shove his tongue inside and fuck her with it as all the other guys she’d kissed had done. No, Sean seduced her with the glide and shifting pressure of his lips against hers. His hands held her still when she tried to take more, making her wait, building the need higher. When she whimpered in frustration and pressed her body against his to ease the ache in her breasts, he finally licked his way into her mouth.
    Zahra squeezed her eyes shut at the exquisite feel of him. He tasted like the crème brulee they’d eaten for dessert and he took the time to caress every sensitive spot in her mouth with velvet soft strokes of his tongue. She quivered and melted, responding to the languorous caresses with a desperation she couldn’t control. By the time he lifted his head to breathe she was trembling all over, a mass of shivering need.
    He seemed much more in control than she was. His gaze was tender and hungry on hers as he trailed his fingers across her hot cheek, the hard bulge of his erection lodged against her belly. He shifted his thigh until it pressed between her legs, his eyes flaring when she whimpered and rubbed against him, delirious with sensation. “I want inside you.”
    “Yes,” she blurted, lifting her head for