Page 30 of Securing His Heart

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Page 30 of Securing His Heart

No sooner had the door shut behind her, and she placed her purse and bag on the hall table, Chris hauled her into his arms, his mouth taking possession of hers, as he backed her until she collided with the front door.

She couldn’t get enough of him.

The need to rip his clothes off dominated her mind. Trailing her hands down his back, Lindy reached the waistband of his pants and tugged on his shirt, lifting it until she connected with his warm skin. “Yes,” she hissed as she traced the indentations of his spine beneath his shirt.

“Not here.”

Before she had time to comprehend what was going to happen, Chris scooped her up and headed for the stairs. He paused outside her door. “Is this what you want?”

Lindy’s heart tumbled over at the consideration he was displaying with the question he was asking. “Yes. I want this. I want you.”

Chapter

Twelve

Relief eased the tension Chris was holding in his shoulders upon hearing Lindy’s answer. Part of him believed she was with him every step of the way.

After all, she’d had her hands underneath his shirt in the foyer. Yet, he’d wanted to hear the words. Hear the confirmation that she wanted this as much as he did.

He twisted, so her legs didn’t hit the door frame as he entered her room. The air held a hint of her perfume, a smell he couldn’t get enough of.

The room was large and airy, with a king size bed against the largest wall. The headboard was a dark wood and almost as tall as the ceiling. A large dresser was tucked into a corner. The furniture wasn’t what he expected from her, then again, he didn’t know her all that well, but he planned to—intimately.

Chris gently laid her on the dark gray comforter before pulling his boots and socks off. It only took him a matter of seconds, but it had been long enough for Lindy to have her blouse unbuttoned. The outline of her lacy black bra had blood rushing to between his legs.

It had been a long time since he’d been this hard. His arousal and need for Lindy consumed him, and he kept his eyes locked with hers as his hands went to his belt buckle. Her tongue came out and swiped her bottom lip, enhancing the sweet pink color of the flesh.

He needed to touch her. Kiss her all over and taste her arousal.

She went up on her knees as his fingers undid the top button. Together they pulled down his zipper and as soon as there was enough room, her hand darted in and he sucked in a deep breath as her fingers closed around his hard cock.

“Lindy, you’re killing me here.”

She laughed, the sound sexy and sultry. “We can’t have that, but you feel so good.” Lindy squeezed him again, before releasing him and shrugging out of her top.

As much as he wanted to undress her himself, he liked the way she took charge and disposed of her clothes. Soon they were both in their underwear, his erection straining the fabric of his boxers.

Lindy’s lingerie was delicate, lacy, black and mouthwateringly beautiful on her lightly tanned flesh.

“You take my breath away,” Chris uttered and kissed her, hovering above her. He kept most of his weight on his forearms.

Her hands roamed up and down his back, teasing him with the lightness of her touch.

He smoothed a hand down her side until he found the waistband of her panties. Slipping a finger underneath, he found her wet and ready for him. He inserted a finger inside of her, swallowing her moan and ignoring the pinch of her fingers digging into his back.

He pumped, once and then again, before pulling out.

“Don’t stop.” Lindy went to grab his hand, as if she wanted to put it back where it had been, but he caught it, he would get back there—in time.

“Be patient, Linds.”

She rolled her hips against his cock and he gritted his teeth, close to popping in a way he hadn’t done in years. This was how much he wanted the woman lying beneath him. “My patience is at my limit.”

Finding the fastening of her bra, he undid it and she pushed the lace confection away with an impatience he hadn’t encountered with her.

Chris cupped her breast, squeezing it before rolling her nipple between his fingers. “The wait will be worth it. I promise.”

“You’re making a lot of promises, recently. I hope you can keep them.”




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