I’ve never been into PDA, but the alcohol mixes with the feelings storming inside of me.
My legs wrap around his waist, my hands framing his cheeks.
The world around us fades away as I stare at his beautiful face, knowing without a doubt what has been on my mind since that first morning I woke up in his bed.
I’m in love.
Completely, over the moon, one-thousand-percent, insanely in love with Talon Simms.
His eyes widen, the ring around his pupils darkening while the gray-blue orbs crystalize.
My heart threatens to beat out of my chest at the recognition in his expression.
His hold on me tightens, his mouth crashing to mine.
I stroke my tongue with his, unable to keep up before giving over complete control.
Cheers and catcalls cut through the air, but he doesn’t let up, kissing me like a starving man.
Like he owns me.
A burning need ignites and I moan against his lips.
He tears away, his breath hot on my lips, his hands digging into my ass.
“Tonight, when I’m deep inside you, I want to hear the words, Princess.”
Yep, he totally read my mind.
I open my mouth, ready to tell him now until he jerks his head. “Tonight, with the taste of you still on my tongue, driving inside your sweet pussy, taking me deep, giving me everything that is mine, the words then.”
“Okay,” I breathe out, wondering how long I have to wait for that.
“One hour, we’re out.”
“Okay,” I repeat, my brain short-circuiting.
“You get that from me, too.”
At that, my heart stops. He loves me?
“Yeah, baby, and don’t ever doubt it.”
“Stop reading my mind.”
“Never.”
“I think we’re making a scene.”
“Don’t give a shit. If it wasn’t Jay’s last night, we’d be in my truck right now.”
“You have got to be fucking kidding me. Thought we ended that shit in my bar,” Tom hollers, breaking into my and Talon’s lust-filled haze.
I peer over to him and bite my tongue at the disapproval etched on his face.
“Missed my girl, Tommy,” Talon goads.
Tom closes his eyes and blows out a breath. When he opens them, they are loaded with amusement. “You are a pain in my ass.”