Maverick Mogul by Lila Monroe

Author:Lila Monroe [Monroe, Lila]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lila Monroe Books

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Grace

A split-second before Charlie’s mouth crushes against mine, a tiny gasp escapes my throat. It’s the surprise from his sudden closeness, in the decisive grip of his arm around my waist. But it’s the hot desire zinging through me, making me feel unsteady on my legs. I throw my arms around Charlie’s neck, kissing him back, hard. All of my senses blank out, except for touch—his tongue meeting mine, my wet dress pressed against his bare, muscled chest.

Oh.

And also, yes.

The kiss deepens, hot and damp and full of delicious tension. This is what I’ve been trying to ignore all this time.

This is what I never want to end.

Charlie tears his mouth from mine and begins kissing down my bare neck. I shudder to his touch.

“You wore this dress to torture me,” he mutters against my shoulder.

“No,” I manage to say, breathily. “But it is a bonus.”

Charlie draws me back in for another kiss, walking us a step back toward the bed. We’re still mostly clothed, but, with my bare shoulders and lips warm from his mouth, I already feel properly, deliciously debauched.

“I’ve thought about this,” he groans, stroking his thumb across my lower lip. “Non-stop.”

Extremely me too, but I manage to play it coy. “Oh? Since when?”

“The whole time.” He searches my eyes, and I feel like the floor is knocked out from under me. “But it’s been bad since the yacht wedding. Trying not to go there was… Hard.”

In this case, the word choice feels loaded, and I smirk. I can feel just how hard, pressed against me, and…

Yes, please.

“I’ve wanted you too,” I say breathlessly, clinging onto his damp shirt. “Thinking about you… Needing you…”

“Okay,” he growls, crowding me back to the bed. “You can’t just tell me that.”

My back hits the mattress, and then he’s braced above me, weight pressing down. I hook a leg around his waist, lost in how good it feels to kiss a man who is very, very good at it. Part of me wants to slow down for a second, to feel in control enough to tease him a little. But I’m lost to the rush, frantic for more.

Charlie slips his hands beneath my dress, and I automatically arch my hips, desperate for him to touch me. But it’s only the brief graze against my thighs as he whisks off underwear—the boring, old ones I thought would prevent temptation. Great tip, Skye, I briefly think, before the feel of Charlie’s mouth against my thighs blots every other thought from my mind. He grips behind my knees, tugs me to the end of the bed, and drops to the floor.

“Oh my God,” I gasp.

“Is that a no?” he asks. I swear the sight of Charlie like this, between my legs, is going to imprint in my brain. Permanent memory.

“That’s an absolute hell yes,” I tell him, laughing. As if the answer could ever be no.

But suddenly, we’re not joking around anymore. He licks against me, and I make a whimpering noise that makes him repeat the motion, again and again.

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