Page 106 of Three Reckless Words

I don’t hesitate, opening my lips and tangling my tongue with his, matching him stroke for stroke.

My body is so hot and tense I can’t stand it.

And I run my hands down his shoulders, his chest, his stomach, until he groans.

He kisses me again, deeper than ever, his tongue moving against mine with a fury, speaking silent words.

I moan into his mouth so loud it’s almost embarrassing.

But I canfeelhis erection, thick and hard, pressed against my belly.

Wanting him this bad isn’t a passive thing.

It’s an entire storm, just as demanding as his kiss.

Just as consuming as the feel of his thick, coarse hands running down my sides.

His thumb swipes under my breast, tracing the curve until he winds up to my nipple.

I break away to gasp.

“You’re perfect,” he tells me. “Fucking perfect. Men will kill to be inside you, Winnie.”

Right now, I think he’s killing me.

Because this is what I’ve craved.

Filthy truths pouring from a man’s mouth. From a man who actually cares.

But Archer doesn’t need to sweet-talk me into bed.

For him, I’ll go down willing and eager.

For him, I’ll open my legs and give it all up to aman, not an immature little boy.

My lips tingle from the scrape of his stubble.

Flipping delicious.

When he turns his attention to my neck, stamping hot, rough kisses that pull at my skin when he sucks, all I can think about is how he’ll feel between my legs, the wild contrast of his hot tongue and the animal friction that’s imminent.

Sighing, I press my thighs together and almost gasp at the sensation.

I’m so wet it’s insane.

His hands skim down my butt and his fingers grip my cheeks.

Closer.

Closer,his grip says, and he holds me in place so he can grind against me. The shorts are thin and molded to him, so tight I can feel every inch of him.

Yeah, there’s a very real chance I might just combust and set his house on fire. I don’t know how he’ll ever explain the ashes to the police.

And I’m even more baffled how I’m still standing as he pulls my robe open and sucks, hard enough to mark me, just above my nipple.

I fall against him with another moan, completely in shambles.

“Let me hear you, Winnie. Tell me you want this,” he growls between kisses, sucking and pulling with his teeth.

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