Page 51 of Out on a Limb
It happened so easily. So fast.
Just like when my lips hit hers.
Fast.
Easy.
Her arms looped around my neck as she pushed closer, her mouth immediately opening against mine.
Everything about Collette was soft except for the way she kissed.
That was hard. Demanding.
Needy.
Emotions I would usually struggle to identify, but there was no missing it now.
Her hands went to my hair, fingers shoving in and fisting tight as she sucked my lower lip between her teeth in a move that pulled all the blood from my brain and sent it racing downward, along with my hands.
I gripped both cheeks of her ass, pulling her body against my throbbing dick, barely catching a groan that threatened to slip out.
We had to stop.
I held her hips and gently pushed her body from mine, breaking each point of contact in succession, ending with where her mouth was devouring mine.
She blinked up at me. “What’s wrong?”
I held one finger to my lips as Alan’s voice got a little louder.
Collette nodded, the tip of her tongue sliding along her lips, threatening to make me reconsider.
But she couldn’t be caught here. Not if I wanted to take care of this the way I promised I would.
I took her hand in mine and together we moved along the path, the sound of our steps muffled by soft dirt worn down from years of feet passing across it.
We reached the gate at the back of the property and I slid my key into the lock, silently twisting it open before cracking the heavy iron gate only as wide as it had to be for us to slip out. Once the gate was closed and relocked I turned to Collette.
Her cheeks were flushed. Lips swollen from the kiss we shared.
And itwasshared. As much as I wanted to think I could be the one to initiate anything that happened between us, it was becoming real obvious that wasn’t how things were going to work out.
I might be the one to start things, but this woman wasn’t going to sit back and wait for me to make a move.
Maybe not ever.
Which meant unless I wanted to put one more thing on her, I was going to have to nut up and let her see a little more of the real me.
On purpose.
Chapter Eleven
Collette
HE WAS GOING to kiss me again.
I rolled onto the balls of my feet, ready to push up to my toes.
Ready to take full advantage of an evening that was so far off the rails that one more misstep wouldn’t matter.
