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Scratching that itch....
Courage seemed to fire through her, and she grabbed a fistful of his hair, jerking his face to hers. "You were right. We need to get this out of our systems. I can't think when you're here. I can't focus. I can't ignore this bloody itch."
He drew back, dark eyes searching her gaze so hungrily, she suddenly wondered exactly what he was looking for.
And whether he'd found it.
"Say no," Colton demanded, one hand clenched on the wall beside her with white knuckles. "Because I am this fucking close to misreading the look in your eyes, Eden."
One last chance to avert this head-on collision.
Eden’s gaze slid down over him like a hot caress, and suddenly she didn’t want to avoid a thing.
Her throat felt raw. "You’re not misreading anything. Fuck. Me.Please."
Chapter Fourteen
You’re not misreading anything....
"Hate sex," Eden breathed.
Johnny's entire body stilled. "Hate sex?"
He had the sudden, angry feeling this wasn't what he wanted at all.Not like this.But then her hand was on his chest, splaying directly over one of the handprints there, and the look in her eyes.... Jesus. How could a man resist her?
"You. Me. And everything that burns between us."
He was losing the battle. They could discuss their situation later. Right now, he just wanted his hands on her. It fired through his brain, and then suddenly it wasn't enough to just touch her.
Johnny grabbed the back of Eden's scalp, dragging her into his arms as he lowered his head.
Their mouths met, Eden's body wilting against his as a moan echoed in her throat.
It wasn't the sort of kiss he'd given her before; a taste, a tease, something a little more chaste than this....
This was pure, unrelenting mouth fucking. Days of frustration. Years of guilt and twisted memories running him ragged. He stabbed his tongue past her lips, forcing her to open for him, and feeling the lush stroke of her own tongue as she yielded. Kissing Eden was better than all his feverish imaginings had led him to believe. There was doubt in her eyes when she looked at him, but all of it evaporated the second he laid hands on her. She kissed as if she wanted to steal his breath—hissoul—as if she couldn't survive another moment without the feel of his mouth on hers.
The drumbeat in the cavern echoed through his veins, and the kaga felt like someone had lit his blood on fire. Johnny pushed into her, his aching cock pressing against the hollow between her thighs. Not enough. Never enough. He wanted inside her now.
Somehow he broke the kiss, panting as he leaned against her. The kaga made it hard, but he wasn't about to mistake a single thing here. "Last chance to say no, Eden."
Hands slid down his chest. "Don't stop."
Permission to unleash every last ounce of hunger he felt upon her. All his dreams were coming fucking true.
And suddenly he couldn't hold himself back anymore.
She kissed him as though someone had lit the fuse and fire sparked along it, about to hit the powder keg. Hands tearing at the buttons on his jeans, her teeth sinking into his lower lip.
Johnny captured her hips and lifted her as Eden wrapped her legs around him. Then he was striding blindly toward their room, her greedy hands raking up his back, the bite of her nails digging into his scars.
He hissed as he shoved through the curtain that was all that shielded them from the outside world. Wrenching it closed, he managed to set her back to the wall, and then he was thrusting against her, his tongue invading her mouth with urgent need.
He grabbed the hem of her tank and hauled it up, revealing the soft skin of her abdomen beneath his hands.Fuck. His cock felt like a battering ram. Eden broke the kiss just long enough to drag the tank over her head, and then she was tossing it aside, both hands capturing his face between them, as her lips met his again.
Years of desire bloomed within him.
This woman. Damn him for a fool, but this woman got under his skin in a way no one ever had.
