Page 43 of His True Mate
My cheeks burned from blushing so hard.
He winked. “Yes, to whatever’s going through that pretty little head of yours right now.”
I looked over at his desk wondering if the bedroom was even necessary.
The air between us seemed to sizzle.
I don’t know what possessed me to do it, but I reached behind me and closed the door.
Clay seemed to understand without hesitation as he stood and before a gasp escaped my lungs, he had me pinned up against the door. I remembered how he’d held me like that earlier but hadn’t actually made a move to do anything.
This time he stared into my eyes until I squirmed under his scrutiny. He looked as though he were holding back or trying to decide something.
I didn’t want either. I wanted him to just stop thinking and act.
I slowly licked my bottom lip in anticipation.
He growled and firmly pressed his lips to mine as he kissed me.
I wasn’t prepared for the all-consuming power of his kiss. It set my whole body on fire as I kissed him back, parting my lips for his tongue to dip in and tangle with mine. Licks and nips as we each explored the other.
I moaned in sheer pleasure feeling a pressure build between my legs. Was I really going to orgasm just from kissing the guy? Maybe.
I wrapped my arms around his neck kissing him back with renewed passion.
My body was overheating, and I felt the urge to move against him.
It was as natural as breathing.
His hands were on my ass lifting me higher to deepen our kisses.
God this man knew how to kiss a woman.
With our change of position, I could feel his hard steel against my apex and it was glorious, making me heady with need.
I rubbed myself against him until he was moaning against my mouth.
“Winnie,” he groaned, and I feared he was going to slow things down, so I silenced him with another toe-curling kiss.
I was so hot.
I needed him.
I had never imagined it would be like this.
“Please,” I begged between kisses, not even knowing what I was asking for.
He growled. I wasn’t sure if that was good or bad, but he unwrapped my legs from around him and lowered me to the floor.
I started to pout. Was he really rejecting me right now when I was ready to give myself to him? Yet his lips never left mine.
His hands reached for the button of my jeans, and I thought I felt a little tremble in his hand.
He kissed his way across my cheek and sucked on the lobe of my ear.
I moaned. Who knew that would elicit so much pleasure?
“Are you sure this is what you want?”
