Midnight Ranger by Kris Norris

Author:Kris Norris [Norris, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2018-01-09T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Sam was one lucky son of a bitch.

He knew it. Standing there, staring down at Bridgette spread out on the bed—her hair pooled around her, her skin still dotted with drops from the shower—made him acutely aware that he’d just gotten his second “second chance”. And this time, he wasn’t going to screw it up. Run away when life got complicated. He’d spent the past dozen years entrenched in complicated. He knew his way around the board. Though, Bridgette was a whole other level of the damn thing—like a labyrinth with endless wrong turns. One he’d have to tread carefully around or risk scaring her off. Not that he wouldn’t give chase. If the Army had taught him anything, it was that the best outcomes were wrought from laser determination. And Sam was completely focused on her.

Goosebumps rose along her skin, though he wasn’t sure if it was from a chill or having him study her. Catalogue every dip, every curve. Every tiny freckle scattered across her flesh. He wanted to be able to close his eyes and see her perfectly. Conjure her in his mind as he’d done with Gray’s ghost.

Bridgette snagged her lower lip, worrying it for a moment before arching a brow. “Everything okay?”

He smiled, feeling insanely free. Light, as if he’d shed a weight that had been holding him down. “Fucking awesome. You… I could stare at you all day and still find something new to impress me.” He reached for one of her feet, cradling it in his palm. “Like your feet. They’re so small. Dainty, almost. Each toe smaller than the next.”

He kissed her arch then slid his hands up to her calf. “Your skin is so soft, and I bet you’re sensitive here.”

He leaned down and licked the patch of skin behind her knee, chuckling at the way she wiggled on the bed. “Maybe ticklish is a better description. And here…” He smoothed one finger up her inner thigh, lightly touching where her leg joined into her groin. “You’re already wet, again.”

She huffed. “How am I supposed to be dry when you’re standing there, staring at me—naked. Have you looked in the mirror? You’re an endless expanse of muscles and rippling flesh. Is it my turn, yet?”

“Soon. But first…”

He sank to his knees, ignoring the way the shag carpet rubbed his skin. It was scratchy, like raw wool, but he’d learned to live with discomfort, and he was pretty damn sure he wouldn’t give a shit about his knees once he’d buried his face in her cleft. Bridgette inhaled when he slid his hands under her ass and tugged her to the edge of the bed, her sex perfectly positioned beneath his head. Her earthy musk filled his senses as more of her arousal coated her skin, making it shiny in the glaring light.

“Mmm, you smell so good.” He dipped down, licking a path through her slit. “Better than good.”

Her breath hitched at the intimate contact, and she squeezed her thighs against his shoulders as her fingers landed in his hair.

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