Body Language: The Boot Knockers, Book 2 by Em Petrova

Author:Em Petrova
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2014-09-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The moment Damian opened the door to Bungalow 11 he was presented with the prettiest picture he’d ever seen. Ruthie seated at the small table, sexy as hell in a midnight blue top and tan shorts, hair falling over her eyes.

As he closed the door, she looked up and gave him a grin that made his heart soar.

“Wanna play Scrabble?”

His heart plummeted. Pulse throbbing in his temples, he took in the game board already set up before her. Hell no, I don’t wanna play Scrabble. He’d said similar things to every teacher he’d ever had. But not Ruthie.

Any game dealing with words was a red-hot poker thrust through the chest of a man who couldn’t read.

He cringed inwardly but tried to remain calm on the surface. “I had other games in mind, doll.”

Her eyes glazed over. “But it’s raining. It’s a good inside activity.”

He doffed his hat and came forward slowly, making her squirm with every step. Good—he turned her on. He wasn’t pretending every letter on those tiles didn’t look like a hieroglyphic. He wasn’t pretending with Ruthie.

Light streamed in through a nearby window, illuminating her perfect skin. Today she’d used mascara and lip gloss. Her lashes were a mile long, her lips so kissable he couldn’t resist.

Swooping in, he crushed his lips over hers. The strawberry gloss scent filled his head. With a rumble of appreciation he swiped his tongue over her lower lip. She encircled his neck with her arms and melted into him.

Pressure built in his groin. He half-lifted her from her chair, swiped an arm over the table, clearing it of those tormenting letter tiles, and spread her on the surface.

She burst into laughter, and he kissed her open mouth. Delving his tongue into her sweetness, swirling, lapping, teasing. He caught her knee and pressed it up and back so he could grind his erection into her pussy.

“Damian…”

“Baby, I can’t wait. I want you here. Now.”

Her lips were swollen from his kisses, her eyes gleaming. She fumbled in his back pocket and came out with his wallet. His breathing grew labored. “Take it out.”

She opened his wallet and pulled out one of three condoms he’d stuffed inside this morning. Even knowing the bungalow was well-stocked, he’d packed his wallet with as many rubbers as possible. He didn’t want an excuse not to use one—though he craved that intense heat of being bare inside her.

Moving back, he stripped her top off and tossed it to the floor. Today she wore one of the bras he’d given her from the wardrobe closet—white with dainty pink hearts. He growled and dipped his head, biting into her nipple through the cloth while tearing at her shorts and panties.

After he pulled the matching thong off her bare feet, he wadded it up and stuffed it in her mouth. Her eyes flared in shock.

His voice was ragged. “You look sexy as hell.” With wild tugs, he shed his clothes while holding her gaze. Her cheeks were pink, her eyes losing a bit of her shock.

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