Her eyes widened. “So? You-you can’t do it here.”
One corner of my mouth curved up in a small smirk. “Do what?”
“Do… whatever the hell you’re planning on doing.”
“I wasn’t planning on doing anything,” I said, bending down and burying my face in her neck. “Damn, you smell good, baby.”
Her hands came up to my chest, and I thought she was going to push me away, but at the last moment, she curled them around my shirt, holding me there.
“Silas,” she whimpered, half protest, half plea. “What are you doing to me?”
“The same thing you’re doing to me,” I said, a tinge of desperation in my voice. Fuck. Whatever spell she had put on me since the moment I’d first laid eyes on her had only become more potent with each day that passed.
I wanted her… badly.
I moved my lips up and let them coast gently over hers.
She took a deep breath but didn’t pull away, and fuck me, but that wasn’t enough.
I needed more of this. More of her.
I pressed my lips against hers roughly and held still, taking her in.
She pulled me closer to her until only a small inch or two separated my body from hers. Until all I wanted to do was open the doors, shove her in the car, and fuck her so hard she would be feeling me for days.
I buried my fingers in her hair as I moved my lips over hers, nipping on her bottom lip.
She gasped in pain, and I took full advantage and plunged my tongue inside her mouth.
We both groaned at the first touch and… and…
I was fucking gone.
I gripped her hair more forcefully and angled my head to deepen the kiss.
Hesitantly, she kissed me back.
Fuck.
She was shy and unsure in her movements, but this small, hesitant kiss affected me more than any other kiss I’d ever had with any other woman.
I couldn’t get enough of it. I pressed her body to the car until there was no space between us, kissing her back with the reckless abandonment I had been feeling for days now.
Her hands fluttered out from between us, and they made soft, gentle touches, traveling up my arms and settling on my shoulders.
She wiggled against me, and I knew she fucking loved what she was feeling.
I wasn’t as big as Maverick, but I was bigger than most men, and the way her eyes ate me up whenever she thought I wasn’t looking… well, fuck me, but it made me feel like the king of the world. Something that money or power had never come close to making me feel.
“Baby,” I whispered against her wet lips when I pulled away and both of us were breathing heavily. How could it be like this with her?
Why this girl?
But I couldn’t bring myself to care why. I just wanted to hold her close.
My phone beeped and I growled in frustration.
I grabbed the phone and looked at the screen before moving my gaze back to the pretty girl with flushed cheeks and swollen lips.