Raging Storm by McKenzie Stark

Author:McKenzie Stark [Stark, McKenzie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kingston Publishing Company
Published: 2020-02-24T16:00:00+00:00

13

Sebastian Crow

Her lips taste like winter.

The way her mouth moves against my own, so gentle and hesitant is unlike anything I have ever experienced. I pull her closer by the waist, pressing my body against her own as she pushes back. Our kiss turning eager, her tongue wrapping around my own, teasing the inside of my mouth and drawing a groan from somewhere deep inside me.

I press her against the couch, holding her hands above her head, trailing kisses over her jaw, neck, to her collarbone, only to return to the plumb lips. She wraps her legs around my waist, pushing against my own hands until I let loose, finding themselves in my hair while mine explores over her body, falling short of her shirt, before sneaking beneath, creasing the bare skin underneath.

Cheryl shudders under my touch.

I know that I should probably stop before we go too far, but the fire she ignites inside of me begs me differently. I don’t want to be the same careless man when I am around her and I sure as hell don’t want to push her into something if it’s not something that she truly wants. But when I kiss her, when her mouth gasps open, and her tongue battles mine for dominance. I know that I can’t stop this even if I wanted to. She’s got a hold on me that I cannot deny.

“Cheryl," I breathe against her lips.

She grips onto me, her hands running over my back. “No. I want this," she pulls my lips back against her own, creasing them with every word, “I need this."

The plea in her voice nearly breaks my heart. I want this just as much as she does. I have craved her touch since the moment she came out of that bathroom dressed in only my shirt. I was taken aback by her beauty and every minute I spent near her, I wanted to devour her, ravish in the feel of her skin.

I don’t argue nor do I fight with myself mentally. I allow myself to drown in her like she desires to do to me. I trail my lips over her skin, feeling her hands against me.

She tugs at my shirt, slipping it free and tossing it to the floor, her hands rack over my abs, her eyes trailing over the dark ink that lines almost every inch. She’s like a drug, one touch and I am intoxicated. Cheryl's body fits so perfectly against my own, her small frame fitting in all the right places.

She growls, shoving me to the side and climbs on top of me, straggling my hips. My arms go around her back, wanting her closer, but she places her hands on my chest, shaking her head, “Not yet."

Cheryl moves my hands away, placing them to my sides. “No touching."

I growl, “Cheryl." She shakes her head and I sulk.

“That's the plan.” She grins, kissing me softly, only to move to my jawline and downward toward my collarbone, his body tensing under her lips.

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