Page 60 of Her Reluctant Hero
“Hush.”
She gasped when he nipped her lower lip between his teeth, then slid his tongue over it. His name was a plea against his mouth, and he dipped his tongue between her lips. His fingers tangled in her hair for a minute, released, and he moved back, trying to remember which way the room was.
“Here,” she said, apparently seeing his confusion and tugging his hand.
With trembling fingers, she pulled out her key card, turned toward a door—God, he hoped it was the right one—and he crowded her against it, nuzzling her throat through her hair, pressing his erection against her ass.
She laughed his name and shoved open the door. They stumbled in together. He pushed her hair out of the way to get to the skin of her throat, salty and musky.
So fucking sexy.
She stepped out of her heels as he turned her, and was suddenly tiny. Clasping her rib cage under her breasts, he raised her on her toes to bring her closer and bent to deepen the kiss. She wound around him, arms, legs, as he held the heat of her over his erection. Her breath came hot and heavy as she worked the buttons of his shirt. Shaking with the desire to feel her beneath him, he dropped her to the bed, following her down, nestling between her thighs.
Willpower kicked in. He had to slow down, had to ease back. This wouldn’t be like last time. He would make her see he was different than the other men. He would make her understand it was about more than release.
If he could hold out, he would make her as crazy as he was. He rose on his knees and loosened her dress, parting it to bare the sexy underwear.
Mine.
The thought was so loud in his head that he jolted, but Bella rolled her hips, drawing his attention back.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he murmured, sliding his fingertips from the base of her throat, between her breasts, over her belly and the triangle of lace, to rest on her thigh.
“Alex.” She sat up and took his face between her palms, brushing her thumbs over his stubble, and then kissed him, her mouth hot and mobile, her legs parting around him on the bed.
Her eagerness played havoc with his vow to take his time. He tilted her back on the bed and lowered his head.
