Page 26 of Charm Me

“I thought you’d never ask.” He swept me up in his arms and his mouth found mine before I’d even had a chance to breathe. His pull on me was possessive, as if he was trying to brand me with his mouth and mark me as his. I took it all willingly and was more than ready to become his. His kiss turned molten hot, and my lips burned in the aftermath of his fiery possession.

I fumbled with the door handle and somehow managed to open the door. Once inside, he sat me down on my feet and locked the door behind us.

Just when I thought I couldn’t be more turned on by this man, he turned and looked at me with a blazing intensity that had every surface of my skin erupting like the cap being blown off a volcano.

“As much as I love that dress on you, I need you to take it off.” His eyes glowed with a savage inner fire as I unbuttoned the front of my dress and let it fall to the floor. I stood before him in nothing but my matching pink lacy bra and panties. His gaze traveled down my body and back again. His eyes searched mine and the expression on his face was something akin to admiration.

He groaned. “You’re perfect.”

He lifted his shirt over his head to reveal his sun-kissed chest. His broad shoulders with its tanned skin sloped down to his mouth-watering abs. Now it was my turn to take in his form. I didn’t think it was possible for my panties to get any wetter, but I was wrong. Watching him unbutton his jeans was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen a man do. Every single curve on his body screamed his name. Strong. Firm. Muscled.

His body was made for sin and any reservations I may have had about inviting him into my room vanished. I wanted this. I wanted him more than I’d ever wanted a man before.

He lifted me into his arms, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He kissed me softly, slowly as if he was savoring every moment we were together. The feel of his bare chest against mine was almost too much. I wanted him. No, I needed him to touch me everywhere.

His lips broke free from mine and his gaze was that of amazement and surprise. He had one hand pressed firmly against my ass, and the other buried in the hair at the base of my neck.

“Are you sure about this?” His voice was thick, and I could hear the need in every syllable.

“Most of our clothes are already crumbled in a heap on my floor, so I suggest you finish what you started.”

That earned me a chuckle and a huge open mouth grin that brought out his dimple I so rarely got to see. I ran my hands over his smooth beard and my insides tingled in anticipation of what it would feel like when he kissed me in other places. I’d never been with a bearded man before and my imagination was running wild and sending jolts of electricity down my spine.

His lips were back on mine as he gently let us fall back on my bed. The feel of his mouth and tongue exploring mine set my blood on fire. He brushed his hand through my hair and held his eyes on me.

“I’ve wanted this since the night you fell on my lap.” He kissed me one last time before his mouth slowly worked down my neck, past my collarbone, and down my chest. He lingered on my breasts for just a moment before he continued down my stomach, making me shiver.

He lowered himself to his knees on the side of my bed and grabbed hold of my hips. In one quick tug, he positioned my ass at the edge of the mattress. His gaze bore into mine in silent expectation before he planted his lips on my inner thigh. I shuddered with the rasp of his beard on my skin and my legs involuntarily opened wider, giving him better access to me.

His callused hands ran up the outside of my thighs, while his kisses trailed down the inside of my leg. When his fingers looped through the thin lace of my panties and pulled them down my legs, I trembled. But when his tongue licked my center and his mouth surrounded my clit, I cursed. His touch was gentle and warm, but I wanted him to take me hard and fast. I threaded my fingers through his silky hair in frustration, pulling his mouth closer but he resisted.

“Patience, love. I plan on taking my time.”

His touch was so light, I gasped. His tongue circled around my clit and when he glided a finger inside me, I called out, “Oh, God.”