she could do was feel his hands on her, feel his lips on hers, soft yet demanding. She breathed in his intoxicating scent mixed with his after-shave. The ache inside her stoked the fire so hot it seemed to scorch her insides. She clamped her thighs together but that only made her desire increase. Before she could stop herself, she purred into his mouth.
Encouraged by her response, Chaz ripped his mouth from hers and moved it to her neck. His lips and tongue burned a trail down the column. He deftly unzipped her jacket and slipped it off one shoulder, allowing his lips to continue down to her shoulder. His hands were on her waist, holding her steady. Her nipples stung, needing to be touched. As if he could read her mind, Chaz slid his hand up her ribcage until it covered her breast. She gasped at the sharp tingle that shot straight to her core when his fingers closed on her nipple.
Chaz raised his head.
“Sorry. Got carried away.”
Her eyes were wide, dark green with passion. Two words tumbled out of her mouth without her brain’s knowledge.
“Don’t stop.” It was almost a moan.
Their eyes met. Megan reached up and traced the edge of his sensuous lower lip. He continued to stare at her until she slid her hand up his chest to curl her fingers around his neck. Her gentle tug brought his lips back to hers. A small sigh escaped as she surrendered to his kiss.
Boneless, she melted against him, feeling the hard muscles of his chest against hers. She wanted him, wanted him with every fiber of her being. Caught up in passion, she didn’t stop to think…about anything. Chaz raised his hand slowly as if he were fighting his desire to touch her and losing. Once more, his hand captured her breast and he squeezed it gently while his lips placed tender kisses on her neck.
“Let me touch you,” he whispered as his fingers stroked the exposed top of her breast.
“Yes,” she murmured into his neck, closing her eyes.
Chaz dragged himself back, lowered his hand, and separated slightly from her. “Not here.” He let out a breath.
She moved back from him, removing her hand from his chest. Her skin pebbled at the touch of cool air. Meg looked down and saw the top two buttons of her blouse were undone, exposing part of a pink lace bra and a lot more cleavage. Wow, he’s smooth. Didn’t feel a thing while he was undressing me.
As heat rose to her face, she reached for the buttons, fastening them again. Chaz leaned over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re beautiful.” His eyes darkened with emotion.
She gazed at her hands resting in her lap. Me, beautiful? That’s a laugh. “Not quite…”
Chaz grabbed her chin. He jerked her face around to within inches of his. “If I say you’re beautiful, you’re beautiful.” His smoldering look, mixed with the moonlight, confirmed his honesty.
She nodded, a small smile playing at her lips.
“One kiss in the arch, then let’s go.” He said, staring at her lips.
They stood up and joined hands. Chaz eased her close to him, his hands glided down to her bottom, and squeezed. Megan yelped. His lips found hers. They were so close together even a piece of paper wouldn’t slide between them. She wrapped her arms around his neck and relaxed against him. As he increased his passion, excitement began to build inside her. He pressed closer. Feeling his growing erection only made her want him more.
Panting a bit, Chaz placed his hands on her hips to move her away from his body. Meg moved her hands down his chest slowly, imagining what it looked and felt like underneath his shirt. Does he shave his chest hair for the movies? Hope not. Curiosity ate away at her but she couldn’t muster the nerve to ask. Before he noticed, she had unbuttoned two of his shirt buttons and slipped her hand inside. Oh, God!
She groaned as her fingers caressed him through a smattering of fine hair. His mouth came down hard on hers, his hands pulling her hips up against his. Desire
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