Man of the Month Club SEASON 2: April, May, and June (Man of the Month Club: SEASONS Book 1) by Callie Love & Ann Omasta

Author:Callie Love & Ann Omasta [Love, Callie & Omasta, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-12-26T18:30:00+00:00

7

Poppy

My hot and cold feelings for Cooper don’t make a lick of sense. One minute I want to clobber him, and the next, I’m desperate to cling to him in the throes of passion. I’ve never felt this burning need for anyone, and it’s terrifying.

His tantalizing kiss is bold and confident. It is filled with an irresistible fervency that leaves me aching for more. He brings his warm palms to the sides of my face, cradling my cheeks like I am the most precious being he’s ever encountered.

I moan into his mouth as our tongues find each other and slowly slide together, mimicking the sensuous tango our bodies long to engage in. He keeps kissing me senseless as one of his hands begins exploring the bare skin that my one-shouldered dress leaves exposed.

His finger trails a tantalizingly slow line down the side of my neck, along my collarbone, across my shoulder, and down the entire length of my arm––all the way to my fingertips. That simple touch creates a vibrating tingle in its wake that makes the tiny hairs along my arm stand up and prickle with awareness.

My free hand comes up to rub his scruffy jawline. His short beard tickles my palms in a most delightful way. I’m convinced this has to be as good as it gets when he proves me wrong by leaning down to lightly nuzzle those bristles along my neck as he presses sweet kisses to my sensitive skin.

Needing to feel more of him, my fingers begin working to unbutton his dark dress shirt. As soon as I have the tiny buttons free, I ease my palms down over his smooth chest and along the sides of his flat abdomen.

He sucks a breath in through his teeth at my touch. I immediately yank my hands back and say, “Sorry.”

When he leans back to look into my eyes, I immediately miss his exquisite kisses and exploration of me. His expression is perplexed when he asks, “What are you sorry for?”

“I know my hands are freezing. I won’t touch you, if you don’t want me to.” I stare down at the tile floor, balling my hands into fists and willing them to warm up, even though I know it’s a lost cause.

He reaches out to lift my chin with his finger. Once I’m looking at him, he says, “The coldness startled me a bit at first, but it feels wonderful. Put your hands back on me. Now.”

The gruff, firm order surprises me, but I like this take-charge, commanding side of him. As much as I enjoy being bossy about everything else, there’s no denying how titillating it is to be ordered around by an alpha male in the bedroom.

Obeying him, I use my chilly hands to slide his open shirt over his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. He rewards me by reaching up to unbutton the three buttons on my right shoulder that are holding my dress up. Once he has them unhooked, he slowly lowers the fabric.

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