Page 53 of Indecent Lies

“Don’t,” he rasped when she tried to pull away only to snatch a piece of air.

So she didn’t. She’d rather die than unlock from his lips anyway.

He was a fantastic kisser, like the really greatest kisser in the world.

His lips were firm and so was the pressure.

There was nothing soft or calm about the way he went at her mouth.

He had the moves and he backed them up by making her moan into his lips and that’s when she felt a hardness begin to swell really freaking big between her straddled legs.

Oh, God,Tait was aroused and taking a hold of her hips, he movedheron him.

“Fuck. Fuck,” he hissed into her lips, slowing with the kissing but her tongue was manic now and she didn’t want to stop for all the diamonds in Tiffany’s. “Now we stop,” he said pulling back. Leaving Poppy with two plundered lips that no longer felt like they belonged on her face.

She wasruined.

He unlocked some secret door to her arousal, sprang the hinges and forced her to feel this attraction she initially thought was only a slight girlie crush.

In fact, it was a fully-fledged, out of control roaring fire.

Burning up her skin and making his taste dig down into her stomach.

Breath was like steam passing between them and Poppy could hardly think let alone speak but words started tumbling out of her sore lips.

“I think we should get that man back if he riles you up like this because wow, Tait. I think if I were wearing socks, you would have kissed them off.”

“It’s knocked them off,” he snickered.

“I can’t brain. You kissed my soul out.”

He placed her back on her own seat and she missed the hardness already. She wouldn’t have minded rocking on him for a while.

“Are you okay?”

The engine started and he pulled away from the curb, heading back to his apartment.

“Yeah, shit just got heated with Capone. He’s still angry with me.”

Bristling, rushing to defend the man who had been nothing but kind to her, she chomped her teeth together. “Well he can just bite it.”

Texas chuckled again and reached out for her hand which she clasped tightly.

“We need to get some things sorted, babe, when we reach home, okay?”

“Oh? Is it more furious kissing? I might need to do some tongue exercises because you took me by surprise there.”

He grunted such a sexy caveman noise that she felt it in her skin and hoped it was a happy sound from him.

“If you want more kissing, I’ll give you that.”

“I do!” she blurted.

“But we need to talk and sort some things first.”

Talking implied something serious but she wouldn’t let that deflate her, not when she felt all jumbly excited inside.

“Is that how dirty bikers kiss, Tait?”

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