pass through her body was his undoing. She kissed him back with arousing alacrity and he suddenly knew she was going to be the best thing in his life if he could only keep her once she found out about him.
The thought sobered him and he pulled away from her and then lightly kissed her again. He looked down at her mouth which was already swollen from his attentions and thoroughly irresistible. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at him with an unfocussed stare, and then she smiled. What she wanted more than anything was to climb up his body and wrap her legs around him as she played with his hair and kissed him until they couldn’t breathe anymore.
She could feel his desire pressing against her midriff and she decided what she really wanted was to drag him home with her and use him shamefully.
“That was outstanding,” she thought if he hadn’t pulled away when he did she would have had an orgasm right there in the street from only his kiss. Was that even possible? She suddenly really wanted to know firsthand. She had never been so properly kissed, and she really wanted him to do it again, all her fears evaporating in the heat of his mouth on hers.
“Fiona Brooks, you took the very words from my lips,” he smiled at her and drew his thumb across her bottom lip. It was so soft. He leaned in again and bit the same lip lightly making her moan. “Jaysus, you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever met.” Her eyes went round at his words and her hand went to her chest as if to say “Me?” Tate moved away from her before he dragged her off to his hotel room, but he kept hold of her shoulders. “You’ve done naughty things to my body with a simple kiss.” She bit her lip and he leaned in to kiss her again. Those lips of hers were going to be the death of him. He’d only known her for a few hours and he was completely smitten. The conflicting instincts to run away, and smother her at the same time were jarring, this little woman was confusing the hell out of him. He stepped back.
“I’m having a weird déjà vu , I’m feeling like I’ve known you all my life, but you’re completely unfamiliar and exciting to me at the same time. I know it doesn’t make sense, but it’s there. And I know for a fact I’ve never been kissed by anyone like that before,” his eyes bored into hers.
“I’m betting you’ve kissed a few, too.” He looked a little repentant for a moment but he bounced back.
“None so fine as you, love.”
She stepped away from him. This was going too fast. She didn’t feel a familiarity with him, per se , but she felt a powerful attraction between them, and she was afraid he’d overwhelm her with it. Funny how the fear crept back once his lips left hers. The kiss was all him, she was just following his lead, wasn’t she? She didn’t have any expertise, she just did what felt right, and she was secretly delighted that it was up to standard.
“We should catch up,” she said softly.
“We’ll take it slowly, lass. I just feel an undeniable connection to you, but I feel pretty sure I’d know it if we’d met before,” he touched her cheek. “The last thing I want is to frighten you away.”
Tate took her hand and they walked toward the reluctantly dispersing crowd.
“I’m fine, Tate. Okay, I’m a little startled,” she said, her eyes looking large and vulnerable, tugging at his heart. “You’ve come out of nowhere.”
“As I recall, t’was you who came out of nowhere,” he said clapping his hands together like a crash and she laughed.
“I can’t believe I got his autograph,” Fiona thought she heard one of the teens say excitedly as they passed them. She looked at Tate who looked like he was hiding his face from the passing teens.
“What are you doing?” She asked him. He looked at her and then over his shoulder at the kids walking the other way.
“Nothing love, I had an itch, I was scratching my face,” he said taking her hand again.
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