Hold On Tight: Spencer and Brooke (Man of the Month Book 2) by J. Kenner

Author:J. Kenner [Kenner, J.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781940673608
Publisher: Martini & Olive
Published: 2018-01-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I'm going to kiss you now.

The words rumbled through Brooke, filling and teasing her, warm and wild and delicious.

She leaned forward, knowing that she shouldn't want this. There'd been so much pain between them. So many lost opportunities. And way too many secrets.

She'd missed him so much—so damn much. The Spencer who'd been her lover and her friend. For years, she'd lived with the knowledge that she'd lost him forever. And then when he'd made his horrible demand, she'd been certain of it.

But here they were, and she realized for the first time that he'd been as lost tonight as she'd been. Both of them clawing their way through years of loss and longing.

Maybe he was still unreachable. Maybe they'd never truly be able to make it right.

But for the first time, she had the chance to capture a bit of the past. And that wasn't a chance she was going to walk away from. Not when she craved him so much. When she could barely catch her breath, and when her pulse skittered beneath her skin, alive with desire.

Gently, he cupped her chin, those brown eyes searching her face. She knew what he saw. Fear, longing, and just a little bit of daring.

Slowly, she curved her mouth into a smile. "I'm not saying no," she whispered.

"Thank God," he said, then kissed her. Not the wild, demanding kiss she'd been expecting. No, this was gentle. Almost sweet. His lips brushing over hers. His tongue tasting.

His hand closed at the nape of her neck, pulling her closer, his thumb stroking as his mouth moved tenderly over hers, his beard tickling her mouth and her cheeks.

He was taking his time, and she let herself settle in, tasting him and remembering all the times he'd touched her. Kissed her. His hands exploring. His mouth demanding.

The heat of those memories rushed through her, and she wanted more. She craved the realization of those memories now, in the present. She wanted him to claim her mouth. To take what she was giving. To kiss her so thoroughly it erased all the bad memories and all the loss.

"Spencer," she murmured against his mouth, and that was all it took. He knew what she wanted, just as he’d always known.

His fingers knotted in her hair, and he tugged her head back, his lips moving from her mouth to her throat as she shivered with pleasure, her entire body warming up, like an ember about to burst into flame.

His lips traveled up her sensitive skin to her ear, where he teased the curve with his tongue, then whispered her name, his voice infused with so much heat that she felt her sex tighten and pulse with desire.

He traced kisses over her temple, brushed gentle lips over her eyes, and then attacked her mouth once again, in a take-no-prisoners kind of kiss. Tongue and teeth and desire and possession, it was all there in a kiss as intimate as sex. A kiss that claimed and took and owned.

And, still, she wanted more.

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