Playing House by Laura Chapman

Author:Laura Chapman [Chapman, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: home improvement, southern romance, romantic comedy, sexy, reality tv
Publisher: Laura Chapman
Published: 2017-03-21T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Bailey held on to Wilder like her life depended on it as a wave of hunger washed over them. His lips moved against hers, stoking the fire that had been burning almost since they’d met. A hand slipped to the small of her back, holding her close, while the other braced against the truck, keeping them upright. They needed the extra support. Her legs could go out at any moment.

He tore his lips away from hers, pressing them against her neck. Her pulse beat faster under his mouth; her eyes fluttered shut. She sank deeper and deeper into the passion overwhelming her senses. Somehow finding the use of her limbs, she lifted her hand to weave her fingers into his cropped brown hair. Gripping hold, she brought his mouth back to hers, silently urging him onward.

The heat of his arousal met her own. She couldn’t breathe, but she didn’t care. She didn’t need oxygen. Not when she was coming apart and back together in his arms.

She wanted him. Needed him. She’d have him here, now, up against the truck. With no more prelude than this. It was a wildness she’d never experienced. But in this moment, having him any way, just this once, would be enough. More than enough. It would be everything.

His own desperation mirrored hers. Wilder tore his lips away. Before she could object, he kissed her forehead, opened the door, and practically tossed her into the passenger seat. He raced to the other side and slid in. They reached for each other, mouths colliding once again.

Now that they’d given themselves permission to go for it, to be together like this, they couldn’t stop. They were powerless against this need bursting inside, waiting to be fulfilled.

She wanted more. Tugging his flannel shirt out from his jeans, her hands glided up his chest. His muscles tensed under her fingers. His tight skin warmed her hands. He leaned into her touch, pressing her backside against the emergency break. She didn’t care. A little discomfort was worth every other feeling flowing through them. Her hand moved lower, but he stopped its downward path just above his waistband.

Wilder buried his face in the crook of her neck. “Bailey Honey?”

His husky voice sent another jolt of pleasure through her. “Yes?”

“Let’s hold that thought for two minutes.”

It was more like five minutes before they were back at the motel and stumbling into his room, but she was partially to blame for that. When he’d pulled into the parking lot, she couldn’t resist giving him another smoldering kiss. Her hand clasped firmly in his, they raced through the motel lobby as inconspicuously as possible. They paused at the door to his room—which they’d picked based on proximity—while he swiped his room key. He fumbled with the device, muttering a curse under his breath, until he got it on the third try.

Throwing the door open, he dragged her inside. He shoved her back against the wall as his lips found hers again. Their mouths parted only long enough for him to tug her sweater away.

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