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Forbidden Love
“Oh, to hell with it.” Reaching up, he touched the tip of his finger to her lower lip.
Her mouth opened on a soft gasp and he dipped his head until only a breath separated them. “The second I saw you, I wondered what you’d taste like. If you’d rather me not find out, can you say something?”
Lena blinked. Wow. Her brain had just gone completely blank.
“Umm.”
“Is that a back-off?” he asked.
“No. No, I don’t think so.”
“Good.”
His mouth came down on hers, easy and light, keeping it slow at first. She opened for him and shuddered as he traced his tongue along her lower lip. He tasted like coffee and chocolate cheesecake and man. Delicious. Lifting a hand, she placed it on his cheek. There was the faintest rasp of stubble under her palm, very faint. Curious, she trailed her fingers along his neck, dipped them into his hair, but as curious as she was about how he looked, the curiosity was slowly dying under the heat of hunger.
He could kiss.
Humming under her breath, she moved closer and brought her other hand up, resting it on his hip. Lean hips, she couldn’t help but notice that. And the body she pressed against was also lean, long and lean. Heat started to pulse through her, but that was little surprise. It had already been on a slow burn from the time she’d sat down next to him.
He skimmed a hand down her spine, resting it at the small of her back. She shivered under that touch and when he pressed her closer, tucking her lower body more firmly against his, the shivering got worse. She almost came out of her skin. Need tightened her belly and she rocked closer, all but ready to ride the hard ridge pressed against her belly.
And she just might have tried to do that—just might have asked him if maybe he’d come back to her place—just might have lost her ever-loving mind.
But a car horn blared, shattering the calm night air, and Lena pulled away, sucking air in desperately.
Her heart. Shit. It was pounding so hard, she thought it just might explode out of her chest.
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