Manhandled: A Rockstar Romantic Comedy (Hammered Book 2) by Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott

Author:Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott [Quinn, Cari & Elliott, Taryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rainbow Rage Publishing
Published: 2016-04-07T23:00:00+00:00

20

Quinn

Turn back.

What the hell are you thinking?

That was the problem. I wasn’t thinking. This maddening woman had been standing there with cookie crumbs on her perfect lips, just daring me to kiss her.

I should have been across the room and back in the office.

I should have been anywhere but here, in front of her, with her peach scent in my head, and chocolate lacing my tongue.

Her fingers went into my hair as she plastered her chest to mine. Or maybe I’d done the plastering. Whichever way it happened, I now had her mouthwatering breasts flattened against my chest and her tongue in my mouth.

I sucked on it. I couldn’t seem to slow down to show her I wasn’t a goddamn animal. I’d wanted her taste for far too long. Ever since my nightmare I’d thought of nothing else. I’d tried to scare her off with crude tactics, but instead I’d gone to bed with her scent on my fingers.

Fear and rage had been too close to the surface. I didn’t want to want her. I didn’t want to give her any ideas about us. There couldn’t be an us.

And here I was again, making asinine decisions.

I tore my mouth away from her, both of our chests heaving for oxygen.

“Oh, no you don’t.” She gripped the back of my neck and dragged me down. “No way are you stopping now.”

“Faith, we—”

She sealed her lips over mine and slid her tongue lightly along mine. I tried to back up. I really did, but then I just couldn’t. I twisted my fingers into the belt loops of her jeans on either side of her hips, resisting the urge to simply rip them until her button popped and her zipper busted.

Because they weren’t coming off intact if I didn’t rein it in.

“I smell coo—whoa. Sorry!”

We broke apart and I fisted my hands in my hair.

Shit.

“Ah…I’ll just come back.” Devon twirled toward the stairs.

“No. I’m going. You guys catch up.”

“Quinn—”

I strode out of the kitchen and down the hall to the office. I was a sack of shit. I should have said no. I should have walked out of the damn room as soon as she’d offered me up that fucking cookie.

“So stupid,” I muttered to myself and swiped my hand down my face. My cock was as hard as a steel post. In fact, I could probably nail in the post with it.

“Get it together.” I dragged in a breath and forced my shoulders to ease. I reached up and blew out a long breath as I got into position for the opening posture for my usual Tai Chi exercises.

It was the only thing that had put me back together after going through rehab eleven years ago. After the rebar had punctured my shoulder and pinned me to the floor.

The night I hadn’t been able to get to Noah’s wife in time.

I forced myself to move through the steps of the routine I’d done a million times.

My body was washed in sweat, and I’d done all thirty-seven of the advanced form movements.

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