Southern Player by Jessica Peterson

Author:Jessica Peterson [Peterson, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Publisher: Peterson Paperbacks
Published: 2019-02-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Gracie

I’ve barely closed my door and locked it before Luke is reaching for me.

It’s dark in my condo. But he somehow finds my hand, wrapping his palm around mine as he pulls me to him.

Not another minute, the movement says. I cannot wait another fucking minute.

The memory of his earlier hesitation evaporates.

I can only make out the shape of his head. He tilts it, taking a breath through parted lips before they come down on mine. He pulls at me with open mouth and hot tongue. Nose catching on mine. Surrounds me with the bulk of his body, arms curling tightly around my waist as my body rises to meet his kiss.

His mouth roves over mine. Hungry and ardent. Hard and sweet. I just stand there, stunned, softening with need, head falling back against the onslaught, as he pulls and pulls and pulls. Scruff scraping my skin. Tongue in my mouth. Stealing. Conquering. My breath and my soul and my careful careful careful.

He’s got me. So tight and so close. I don’t know if I can withstand the enormity of his need.

Ah, shit, my legs are shaking. Heart scrambling, I grab at him. Grab his face, my fingers digging into his scruff. He groans. A sound I can feel reverberate in his throat and chest.

Luke is an A-plus kisser. Has been since the beginning. But this kiss—it’s different. Deeper. A little desperate, even. Like he needs to convince me of something.

I wait for the questions, the qualms to arrive.

Qualms are still there. Maybe they always will be.

But I surrender to the kiss anyway. Because I’m learning there is no perfect—time, person, place. Just the truth—my gut.

Truth is, I want to be kissed like this.

I want to be kissed like this by Luke more than I’ve wanted anything in a long time.

His mouth moves to my neck. Sending a spike of electricity through my center. I moan. He sinks his teeth into my skin, and now my head is falling all the way back.

I am lost.

And I feel him. The way he’s completely present. Completely focused on plundering every corner of my being.

I moan again, clutching at his chest now. Grabbing at him.

“I’m gonna,” he pants, breath hot on my throat, “make a mess of you yet.”

Luke’s been to my condo before. But I’m still surprised when he manages to guide me into my bedroom a few steps from the door—it’s at the front of my condo, kitchen and living area in the back.

The backs of my legs meet with my mattress. I slide off my glasses and set them on the nightstand.

He’s kissing my mouth again. Stroke after stroke, deep and gutting. His hands move up my sides. Searching for my zipper. I’m about to tell him where it is when his fingers catch on it in the middle of my back. They follow it up to my neck, hand trailing a line of fire up my spine.

And then he’s pulling my zipper down. Slow, just like always. The sound of the teeth working free of the zipper making my pussy tingle.

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