Impossible Match by Becky Barker

Author:Becky Barker
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: suspense, california, chicago, adoption, electronics, socialite, unwed mother, loner, alpha male, exectutive, lab, beach house, halfway house
Publisher: Becky Barker

Chapter Eight

The bodice of Chantel’s dress was lace over satin. The part draping her shoulders and encasing her sleeves was just lace. She never wore a bra with it.

Her shoes hit the floor as her gaze locked with Brogan’s. She inched very close to him on her knees, and splayed her hands on his broad chest. “Why don’t you find out for yourself, big guy?” she taunted.

In an instant she was on his lap, being dragged as close as he could hold her. His mouth came down hard on hers, displaying a need she easily matched. For long, breathless minutes they strained to satisfy a hunger that had been gnawing all week.

Ty thrust his tongue into her mouth and challenged her tongue to a duel. She accepted the challenge, stroking and sucking his tongue until he emitted a deep, strangled moan. His body throbbed with a need so primitive he barely understood it. He’d never wanted a woman more. He’d never spent so many long days and sleepless nights waiting until he could touch her and have her touch him.

Chantel was just as hungry for him as he was for her. She’d longed for the tenderness and passion she knew he was capable of giving her. They’d shared something incredible last week, and she wanted more, so much more.

She was holding his head tightly between her hands. Her fingers clutched at his hair while she continued to feed off his mouth. She’d been starving, and he tasted like hot spice and liquid excitement.

She tasted sweeter than anything Ty had ever known. He ground his lips against hers until they moaned in unison. She was melting in his arms, and he savored the feel of her sensuous surrender. His hands started to rove more freely over her backside.

She shifted restlessly in his arms. Her breasts full and aching. She needed closer contact. She wanted his hands and mouth on her naked flesh.

Ty found the zipper of her dress and lowered it to her waist. He eased her slightly away from him and captured her gaze while slowly lowering the bodice of her gown.

He watched her eyes dilate with excitement when the fabric slid over her thrusting nipples. She quivered when the air touched her bare flesh. His whole body began to throb with a matching agony of arousal.

“Tyler!” Chantel wanted his mouth again. She sought his lips and slid her tongue swiftly through his parted teeth. His low moan was unbearably exciting.

He tugged her dress over her hips and tossed it to the floor. Then he grasped her by the waist and lowered her to the sofa. When she was flat on her back, he released her lips and started to explore the rest of her.

His hungry mouth and teasing tongue skipped over her cheek and down her throat. She clutched at his shoulders as his hot caresses bathed her neck, then slid lower toward her breasts. Her nipples were swollen and tight. She fought the urge to beg.

He took his time savoring the soft mounds of her breasts.

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