Page 8 of Let it Breathe
She leaned in, and I leaned in. She turned her head to the left. I turned mine to the left. She licked her lips, and I did the same. A small wrinkle creased the top of her nose, and I knew it was only a matter of time.
So when she stepped back, I had to mask my disappointment.
She leaned against the window and sighed. Oh man, if it wasn't the sexiest sound I had ever heard, and I had heard some scandalous stuff in my time.
I stood my ground. The distance allowed me to check out the rest of her. I was right; her amazing body made me hard. It was around the time my gaze fell on her legs that she caught me off guard and attacked me.
Chai gripped the side of my face, tilted it, and dove on my lips. Her hand moved down and gripped the back of my neck to press our faces together. I nibbled on her lip, and she opened, and I met her aggression with some of my own when I pressed my tongue in her mouth and tasted her. Her tongue tasted like tequila and honey.
I hadn't put my hands on her, and she must have noticed because she pulled away. Her hand went up to her mouth, and the confusion in her eyes broke me. She stepped around me, but I pulled her back to my chest.
"Where are you going?" I asked as I cupped her breast and ran my hand up her skirt between her thighs. She whimpered. She tried to pull away at first but then sank into me, which pushed my hand up further.
I skimmed my hand over her silk panties, and her knees buckled. I held her up and walked us both over to the bed.
I pushed her down, and she flipped onto her back. Her hands splayed out and gripped the sheets. I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off. I stood in front of her. I wanted to see her.
"Your turn."
She sat up, unbuttoned her shirt, and pulled it off. She deposited it on the floor with mine. The black lace bra framed her breasts so well, I had to reach out and touch them. I ran my fingers over the curve of her mound. They were real.
Yes!!!
I reached for the button on my pants, but she pushed my hands away.
"May I?"
I pushed her hands away, and she pouted. Again, made me hard.
"Is this what you want?" I rubbed the bulge in my pants.
God, please say yes. Please say yes.
She smiled and nodded. It was the first genuine smile I'd seen on her face.
It looked good on her.
I dropped my hands to my side. She unbuttoned my pants and pushed them down off my hips. She ran a hand over my bulge, and I smiled. She reached into my shorts, pulled me out, licked her lips, and smiled again.
I was done. She was so beautiful and so complex. I couldn't hold back. Enough with the games. I had to have her.
By the way she stroked me and pulled me into bed, she wanted me, too.
