Page 75 of The Rules Of Attraction
He ran his tongue over my lips making my nipples harden as I remembered how he did that to the rest of my body in an effort to taste me everywhere. I closed the space between us when his arms circled around my waist, getting closer to savor the taste of him and the magic he worked on me.
Our tongues slicked together, tangling, entwining with desperate need, making the kiss come alive with heat. His talented mouth sending shivers throughout me. I couldn’t get enough of him.
And just as I was about to get lost in the passion that drove us he pulled away again. This time with a cunning expression on his face.
“Time up.” He declared.
“Time…” he was timing it.
“Two minutes. Now we’re back to reality.” He turned the smile up a notch. “See how you feel?”
“I’m …” Honestly, my lips were still burning from the kiss, and I was so aroused I couldn’t think straight.
“How do you know how I feel?” I challenged.
“Because I feel it too. You feel unsatisfied, like you want more. More of me. That’s how I feel every time I look at you.”
I was so tempted to give in. To tell him that I did want more, and that he should give it to me.
“You stopped kissing me.”
He leaned in again. “The kiss was just a brief reminder.” He brushed his lips over mine again and I absorbed it, indeed wanting more, wanting so much more. “I want to kiss you all over, Summer. I want you just like I had you that night. I want to kiss you and taste you everywhere. But… I won’t take you until you admit that you want me like that too.” This was a game to him. A game of emotions that I’d gotten drafted in to. “There’s no fun if it’s just me. So, until you can admit it you can feel just as tortured as me.”
He chuckled and a wide grin spread across his face.
All I could do was look and listen, feeling trapped in my own state of fear, want and desire. It wasn’t a good combination.
Definitely not when desire and want were threatening to overpower me.
Those were two emotions I couldn’t control and I got the feeling that if I ever lost what little control I did have that would be it.
I’d be lost.
But.. would it be so bad to be lost in him?
