Mad About Ewe by Smartypants Romance

Mad About Ewe by Smartypants Romance

Author:Smartypants Romance [Nix, Susannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Smartypants Romance


Chapter Seventeen

Dawn

I hadn’t known it was possible to be this turned on. Mike did something to me. Made me into a different person. Or maybe this was who I’d always been, and he brought out the parts of me I’d forgotten ever existed. The parts that had been tamed and domesticated and suppressed for far too long.

As his mouth moved over my skin, I felt an animal sort of desire building in me. Not just attraction, but hunger. Need. Base, wanton, and shameless.

My hands explored his chest, my nails scraping over his skin, my fingertips tangling in his chest hair. But it wasn’t enough. I needed to see what I was touching.

“I want to see you with your shirt off.” The words slipped off my tongue before I had a chance to second-guess them.

Mike lifted his head, his eyes gleaming with pleasure. “As you wish.”

My heart melted a little more. A man who quoted The Princess Bride in the middle of a make-out session? I had to reach up and touch his face to assure myself he was real.

But he was very real, and very much taking off his shirt. He dragged his red Henley over his head and dropped it onto the couch behind him.

“You’ve got tattoos!” I exclaimed in surprise. On the left side of his chest was a scorpion surrounded by the words loyalty, strength, courage—his zodiac sign, I guessed. On his opposite arm an intricate pattern of swirls and shapes that resembled wings covered his whole shoulder and wrapped around his biceps, reaching almost to his elbow.

“Yeah.” He ducked his head as if he were embarrassed by them, but I was delighted.

How marvelous to think they’d been hidden under his clothes all this time and I’d had no idea. My gaze traced over the delicately shaded black ink designs, devouring them with my eyes. “They’re beautiful.”

“You think?”

“Yes.” I reached out, running my fingers over his shoulder and down his arm, following the curve of the muscle. He was divine. Absolutely perfect. “When did you get them?”

“In my twenties. Long time ago.”

“I like them.” I laid my hand over the scorpion on his chest, right above his heart, and felt him shudder a little.

“I like when you touch me.”

I lifted my eyes to his and saw my own lust reflected back at me. It intensified the ache between my thighs, which was growing more urgent by the second.

“Come here.” He pulled me into his lap and kissed me again, licking into my mouth in a way that felt depraved and exciting.

As I straddled him, sitting back on his thick, muscular thighs, I ran my hands over the planes of his chest, enjoying the way his breath hitched when I encountered one of his nipples. I gave it a little tweak, and he bit down on my lip.

I leaned into him, craving more contact, and the hard bulge in his jeans pressed against me, right at the source of my aching need. My hips rocked against him of their own will, and he let out a pained groan, going momentarily boneless beneath me.



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