Playing with Dynamite by Leanne Banks

Author:Leanne Banks
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1994-11-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Lisa’s heart soared into her throat. With his hands in her hair and his pulse drumming against her palm, she felt weak. She stifled a plea for help or maybe it was a plea for him. Confused, she dropped her hand away.

His broken groan caused a knot in her chest. “For God’s sake, Lisa, touch me. Anywhere or everywhere, but touch me.”

It was too much. She tried to look away, but his violet gaze kept her trapped more surely than an armed guard. The need in his eyes compelled her to surrender to her own bottled-up desires. Her whole body seemed to cry out to be close to him.

Tentatively, she lifted her hands to his face.

When her palms met his skin, he closed his eyes as if her touch were almost too pleasurable to bear. “Brick,” she whispered hesitantly, “I don’t—”

He turned his mouth into her hand and kissed it. “Just don’t stop.” He shuddered when she slid her hands through his still-damp hair. He coiled his own fingers through her hair. “I don’t want to open my eyes. I’m afraid you’ll disappear. Maybe you’re another dream. Maybe you’re not real.”

A lump rose in her throat. Lisa swallowed hard. “I’m real, Brick. I’ve always been real.” Driven by the overriding desire to prove it, she stepped closer so that her body pressed against his, her sensitive breasts to his hard chest, her belly to his swollen ridge. Her thighs parted for his leg to fit between them. Stretching on tiptoe, she gave in to another desire and matched her lips to his.

Her lips were wet, warm satin, and her sweet taste made Brick ravenous with hunger. He felt like a man who’d been without water for days and was getting his first sip. In some corner of his mind, he knew he should slow down, shouldn’t let her see how much he needed her, but it wasn’t a matter of choice. It was a thriving, grasping instinct in his gut that reminded him of how desperate he was for her.

He slipped his tongue past her lips to familiarize himself with the secrets of her mouth all over again. Her breath caught and her hands fell to his shoulders as if she were holding on for strength.

He felt the clench of her slender fingers on his flesh, the tight tips of her breasts burrowing into his rib cage, and felt a sheen of perspiration on his brow. Every minuscule move from her body impacted him like an electric charge.

His mind shorted out, and for one glorious moment it was just Lisa, panting softly and taking all he could give. All sensation. Rocking against her, he lowered one hand to the small of her back and skimmed the other to her breast. Her nipple jutted against his palm, and suddenly it wasn’t enough. “I want to feel your skin,” he muttered into her neck.

Pulling her T-shirt loose, he ran his hands up over her waist and pushed past her bra to cup her full breast.

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