Crushing on Love (The Bradens of Peaceful Harbor, Book Four) by Melissa Foster

felt him everywhere .
    “More—” Before the full demand left her lungs, he captured her mouth again, taking her hard and exquisitely passionately. She gave herself freely, kissed him hungrily, getting lost in the heady sensations rippling through her as his hot, velvety mouth claimed her neck. Every press of his lips sent her heart tumbling, her world spinning. He blazed a path around to her nape, sucking and sinking his teeth into her sensitive skin. She felt the effects pulsing between her legs.
    “ Grizz ,” came out like a plea.
    She curled her fingers into his hair. The strength of his mouth, the sound of him devouring her, obliterated everything. When he crushed his mouth to hers again, he brought her right up to the edge. And when he softened the kiss, tantalizing shivers whispered down her limbs.
    Their lips met in a series of feathery kisses. She was clutching his hair; he was holding her cheeks, and there beneath the moonlight, as their eyes fluttered open and their gazes met, a silent, powerful connection formed.
    “Be mine, Butterfly,” he whispered. “For a day, a week, however long you can stand it. Let’s see where this goes. No other guys’ hands on you. When you’re with me, you’re mine .”
    “I thought…” She tried to get her brain to form a rational thought, but she was still floating in the clouds. “The kisses. I thought that’s what they meant.”
    His lips curved into a sexy smile. “I was jealous as hell the other night, thinking of you and Cal. I’ve never been jealous in my life.”
    He kissed her again, and she melted against him.
    “I’ve wanted to kiss you since the wedding,” he said, and kissed her again.
    “You wasted a lot of time. We could have been kissing for all those weeks. We could have been—”
    His mouth came gently down over hers in another sweet, tender kiss.
    “Did you just shut me up with a kiss?”
    He smiled and pressed his lips to hers again.
    “I’m going to talk about nonsense now; you realize that, don’t yo—”
    Another luscious kiss.
    “This is going to become a problem you can’t keep up with, because if I have it my way, I’ll—”
    He scooped her into his arms and kissed her as he carried her to the porch.
    “I could kiss you for days,” she said. “Weeks. Months—” He captured her mouth again, laughing against her lips as he reached for her laptop.
    “Your allure is dangerous,” he said, somehow opening the door to his cabin while holding her and the laptop. He kicked it open wide and stood at the threshold.
    “Dangerous good, or…?”
    “I’ll let you know when I figure it out.”
    He took her in another mind-blowing kiss.
    “We should slow down.” He moved that sensual mouth of his to her jaw. “If we do this, eventually you’ll go back to your life in Maryland, and I’ll still be here,” he said between kisses. “Months from now, when we’ve both moved on, we’ll see each other at extended family functions. Can we handle that? Act like nothing’s changed? Move on?”
    “We’re adults. We’ll be fine.” She knew it wasn’t true, but she wanted him too badly to pick it apart. She arched her neck, and his tongue glided up the center, ending in a tantalizing suck. “Oh God, Grizz.”
    He gazed into her eyes and said, “You should take time to think. To be sure.”
    “I’m done thinking.”
    He carried her through the living room, slowing only to set the laptop on a table. His cabin was dark, save for the moonlight sneaking in through the windows. This was the first time she’d been inside, and she inhaled deeply, wanting to take it all in at once. It smelled just as she’d imagined it would, woodsy and earthy mixed with brawn and raw desire. It smelled like him . Her eyes swept over the simple wooden desk and comfy-looking sofa as he carried her to the bedroom.
    She breathed harder at the sight of his king-sized bed. She’d fantasized about this moment for so long, and suddenly she was very, very