Page 51 of Ice Cold Liar

“Do you, ah, want something?”Naomi asked carefully.Maybe he’d forgotten his clothes, too?Naomi realized that she didn’t hear the thunder of the shower.He’d turned off the water.

His eyes were on her.The gold in his topaz eyes burned.

“You want fresh clothes?”Her voice had gone extra husky.

A negative shake of his head.

“Towels?I, um, think towels are in the bathroom.Some soap is in there, too.Nothing fancy, but?—”

“No.”Almost guttural.

Okay, this was awkward.Mostly because her gaze kept dropping to his chest.Then back up.Then down again.“What do you want?”

“You.”

Her knees almost buckled.

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What in thehell was he doing?Why wasn’t he under the icy cold water?Why had he just made that confession?

Oh, right.

Because I fucking want her.I want to rip the towel away.I want to taste every single inch of her, and I want her coming and screaming my name while I’m buried as deep into her as I can go.

Gentlemanly?Nope.Rational?No, not that either.

But honest?

Yes.

“You…want me.”Naomi’s words were halting.

“Tell me no.”That was all she had to do.Say that simple word.One word.Easy.

Her lips parted.

He tensed.

“Yes.”

He hadn’t heard right.

“Yes,” she said again, louder.Stronger.“Yes, I want you, and it doesn’t mean anything.Itwon’tmean anything.It’s just sex.Just desire.A physical attraction.But I want you so badly.I want?—”

He was on her.Kissing her fiercely.Thrusting his tongue past her lips and taking and taking what he wanted.Her fingers curled around his arms.Her nails bit into his skin.She moaned against his mouth, and he greedily drank up the sound.

Want her.

Take her.

He lifted her up.Carried her.Dropped her on the bed and yanked away her towel so that he could stare down at her.See every single inch of her.

Perfection.

Full, round breasts.Tight nipples.Flaring hips.A sex that had been groomed bare.Fuckingdelicious.

He went right for her core.Grabbed her legs, pushed them apart, and feasted.His tongue dipped into her folds as he licked and sucked and worked her until she was moaning and arching wildly for him.Mouth.Tongue.His fingers.He drove her hard toward a release because he wanted to feel her come against his mouth.He wanted her taste on his lips and tongue.And, oh, what a taste.Wild.Spicy.Sensual.

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