The Last Man on Earth by Tracy Anne Warren

The Last Man on Earth by Tracy Anne Warren

Author:Tracy Anne Warren [Warren, Tracy Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Contemporary romance
ISBN: 9781101636329
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2014-01-06T22:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWELVE

By evening, Madelyn was more than a little tipsy. High on wine, intoxicated by Zack.

Dinner at the hotel’s elegant five-star restaurant had been divine. And despite her winnings, all $4,784 of them, Zack had refused to let her pay for a thing—part of his birthday gift to her. Afterward, they’d decided to take in the show of a well-known singer. Twenty minutes into a superb performance, Madelyn had begun nibbling on Zack’s neck.

At first, he’d tipped his head to one side to allow her better access but soon found himself wishing he hadn’t encouraged her, not in so public a place. She was unrelenting, reaching up to loosen his tie and unfasten his collar in order to give her lips and tongue a broader canvas on which to play. She began opening his shirt buttons, freeing a good half dozen before he realized he had to stop her. A shiver ran through him as she slid her hand inside to caress his bare chest in a most distracting way.

He’d whispered to her to quit, but it did no good. With people beginning to stare, he’d done the only thing he could do.

Leave.

Propelling them up and out of the theater with as little fuss as possible, he tried to keep her hands from wandering over portions of his anatomy not generally fondled in public.

He yanked off his half-knotted tie and stuffed it into his pocket as he hustled her down a carpeted hallway toward a bank of elevators. “You’re like an octopus. If you don’t stop, you’re going to get us arrested.”

She giggled, then confessed in a loud stage whisper, “I’ve never been arrested.”

“Believe me, it’s not an experience you’d enjoy.”

“I know an experience I would enjoy.” She snaked an arm down to grab his ass.

Zack sent her a disapproving look and walked them faster toward the elevators. He startled when she buried her face against his exposed chest, her lips and tongue roaming over his skin before pausing to suck on one of his nipples.

“Have I ever told you how good you taste?” She sighed, licking him. She gave his hard, flat nipple a gentle bite that turned other parts of him even harder.

“No.” He moaned, giving the elevator’s up button a savage punch with his fist. “Cut it out, Madelyn. I mean it.” His words sounded weak, even to himself.

She wrapped both arms around his waist and pressed her body flush against his. “Oh, I hope you mean it.” She rubbed herself sinuously against him. “I know I do.”

“I should never have ordered that bottle of wine.”

“But it was so sweet,” she crooned, blinking up at him. “A thirty-year-old bottle for my thirtieth birthday. I’m going to have to find some way to thank you for making my day extra special.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and began tugging his head down for a kiss.

He evaded her, reaching up to unwind her arms. “You already have thanked me. Now, behave yourself. Someone’s coming.”

Madelyn snuggled closer and dropped her head onto his shoulder.



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