Air Kiss: A Running on Air Novella by L.H. Cosway

Author:L.H. Cosway
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

LEANNE

“Do you want to fuck me, Leanne?” Cal asked and I swear to God I stopped breathing.

I was kneeling in front of him, but all of a sudden, he grabbed me by the hips and pulled me astride his lap. “This is a bad idea,” I croaked as he ran both his hands up my spine to curl around my shoulders. His palms were warm as he started to dig his fingers into my tight muscles. I resisted the urge to moan.

“Such a bad idea,” he agreed, leaning in to nip at my lower lip. “But let’s do it anyway.”

“W-what about the agreement?”

“Eff the agreement,” he swore, his voice a husky rasp. Quick as a flash he flipped us so I was on my back, legs spread wide as he nestled himself between my thighs. I could feel his pants stiffen, the length of his cock hardening against me, and swallowed down a gulp.

This was actually happening.

Ever since filming started, Cal had been testing my willpower with his subtle flirting and little touches. Sometimes he’d help me down off a wall, even though I was perfectly capable of getting down on my own. His hands on my waist would practically burn through the fabric of my clothes. Other times he’d get too hot and sweaty during a workout and pull off his top, revealing toned muscles and miles of inked skin.

I’d become obsessed with memorising all of his tattoos, from the Virgin Mary on his right arm that looked almost like stained glass, to the anchor that said “Mum” on his inner wrist, to the black demon skull that spanned the entire width of his shoulder blades. Every time I looked I noticed something new.

I stared into his eyes, imprisoned in their sea-green depths, and wondered how I even managed to last this long. He was too beautiful for words, and though he often enjoyed riling me, he was a good person. Flawed yes, but still good. Cal was loyal to the ones who deserved it, but an all-around prick to those who didn’t. I had to give him his props though. At least he was brave enough to call people on their bullshit.

“I think about you all the time,” he went on and my breath caught again. “I dream about you. You’re under my skin so much you might as well be one of these bloody tattoos,” he laughed, a sexy, intimate sound.

“It’s a good thing you lost that bet, or I actually would be.”

His smile was affectionate. “You never did get your solar system.”

“Haven’t found the right m-moment,” I said and whimpered when he pushed his hips in so that his erection was flush against me.

His hand cupped the back of my neck, fingers digging into the base of my skull and sending electric shocks all down my spine. My mouth opened on a gasp and his attention went to my lips. He stared at them with all the focus of a neurosurgeon when he bent forward to brush his mouth over mine, featherlight.

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