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took a step back. “Goodnight.”
He backed into the hall, wondering what the hell had just happened. The door closed and he had to shake his head. Each step trudged toward the elevator cemented what he had to do.
Not giving himself time to decide better, Ricky turned on his heel and ran back to her door. His fist met the wood of her door with a steady Bam! Bam! Bam! He grimaced, hoping the sound didn’t scare her—or bring Matt racing to answer the door.
She did look surprised when she whipped the door open a moment later. He didn’t give her time to ask what he was doing back. He steppe d over the threshold , threade d his fingers through her hair and pushed her backward, trapping her body between the wall and his body. Their breath meshed. Her chest rose and fell. He stared into her eyes for a heartbeat, giving her the chance to fend him off with a single flash of fear.
No fear from his Shayne, though. Only the glimpse of a smile flashed before she grabbed the back of his head and smashed their lips together.
He’d fully intended on taking control of this goodnight kiss, but as she slipped her tongue between his lips, plans changed. He would let her set the pace.
Her hands moved over his back, sliding under the hem of his t-shirt. The moment they touched his bare skin, h e growled into her mouth, tangling his tongue with hers. Slanting his head, he plunged and retreated, playing cat to her mouse.
He reached down and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist. The back of his shirt bunched to his shoulder blades. Her nails bit into his skin, scoring him, marking him.
A toilet flushed down the hall .
They both froze.
She pulled back and kissed each corner of his mouth, his cheeks, his nose. Her breaths hit his face in short, minty puffs.
“We gotta stop.”
“Yeah. Okay.” His body bellowed its unresounding Nooo!
She uncrossed her legs and slid down his body, every inch of her moving over his painfully aroused groin. He dropped his head onto her shoulder and groaned.
“Sorry.” She bit her lip to stifle her giggle .
“You’re not a bit sorry.” He swooped in for another quick kiss, taking her bottom lip between his teeth. He bit down and she squeaked.
“ I gotta admit —” Her eyes dropped to the front of his jeans an d she smiled. “ I like that I affect you like that.”
“You affect me a l l right.” He stepped away from her, willing himself under control. “And now I’m gonna be payin’ for it all night.”
She smiled and his crotch took notice , pulling a little pay attention to me of its own .
“You gotta stop doin’ that.”
“Doin’ what?” She stalked him. He backed up until his butt hit the back of the couch. She came up and put her hands on his hips. She leaned into him, only allowing their lips to touch, gentle pressure.
He moaned against her mouth. “I’m gonna need a few minutes before I’m able to walk.”
“Take as long as you need.” She tipped her head toward the door. “Lock up on your way out.” Another press of lips, a quick swipe of her tongue over the seam and she backed up, her eyes shining with evil, unfulfilled promise. “Goodnight, Ricky .”
And with that, she turned to s ashay down the hall. He nearly lost it in his boxer s when he heard a shower turn on.
7
Today would either be awesome or atrocious. There would be no in between. Ricky, in all of his planning, had managed to put together all the makings of a grea t time or a complete cluster fu — …
The doorbell rang and he hustled to let in the first of his guests. He’d purposely told Shayne and Matt to arrive an hour early with the hopes of having a few minutes of peace and calm before the thunderclouds showed up.
Matt raced in, basketball under his arm. “Tell me you got a hoop.”
“Sorry, man, but I do have a batting cage.”
“Shut up!” Matt looked around like he might find the cage in the family room. “You got a bat.”
“I’m sure he’s got
He backed into the hall, wondering what the hell had just happened. The door closed and he had to shake his head. Each step trudged toward the elevator cemented what he had to do.
Not giving himself time to decide better, Ricky turned on his heel and ran back to her door. His fist met the wood of her door with a steady Bam! Bam! Bam! He grimaced, hoping the sound didn’t scare her—or bring Matt racing to answer the door.
She did look surprised when she whipped the door open a moment later. He didn’t give her time to ask what he was doing back. He steppe d over the threshold , threade d his fingers through her hair and pushed her backward, trapping her body between the wall and his body. Their breath meshed. Her chest rose and fell. He stared into her eyes for a heartbeat, giving her the chance to fend him off with a single flash of fear.
No fear from his Shayne, though. Only the glimpse of a smile flashed before she grabbed the back of his head and smashed their lips together.
He’d fully intended on taking control of this goodnight kiss, but as she slipped her tongue between his lips, plans changed. He would let her set the pace.
Her hands moved over his back, sliding under the hem of his t-shirt. The moment they touched his bare skin, h e growled into her mouth, tangling his tongue with hers. Slanting his head, he plunged and retreated, playing cat to her mouse.
He reached down and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist. The back of his shirt bunched to his shoulder blades. Her nails bit into his skin, scoring him, marking him.
A toilet flushed down the hall .
They both froze.
She pulled back and kissed each corner of his mouth, his cheeks, his nose. Her breaths hit his face in short, minty puffs.
“We gotta stop.”
“Yeah. Okay.” His body bellowed its unresounding Nooo!
She uncrossed her legs and slid down his body, every inch of her moving over his painfully aroused groin. He dropped his head onto her shoulder and groaned.
“Sorry.” She bit her lip to stifle her giggle .
“You’re not a bit sorry.” He swooped in for another quick kiss, taking her bottom lip between his teeth. He bit down and she squeaked.
“ I gotta admit —” Her eyes dropped to the front of his jeans an d she smiled. “ I like that I affect you like that.”
“You affect me a l l right.” He stepped away from her, willing himself under control. “And now I’m gonna be payin’ for it all night.”
She smiled and his crotch took notice , pulling a little pay attention to me of its own .
“You gotta stop doin’ that.”
“Doin’ what?” She stalked him. He backed up until his butt hit the back of the couch. She came up and put her hands on his hips. She leaned into him, only allowing their lips to touch, gentle pressure.
He moaned against her mouth. “I’m gonna need a few minutes before I’m able to walk.”
“Take as long as you need.” She tipped her head toward the door. “Lock up on your way out.” Another press of lips, a quick swipe of her tongue over the seam and she backed up, her eyes shining with evil, unfulfilled promise. “Goodnight, Ricky .”
And with that, she turned to s ashay down the hall. He nearly lost it in his boxer s when he heard a shower turn on.
7
Today would either be awesome or atrocious. There would be no in between. Ricky, in all of his planning, had managed to put together all the makings of a grea t time or a complete cluster fu — …
The doorbell rang and he hustled to let in the first of his guests. He’d purposely told Shayne and Matt to arrive an hour early with the hopes of having a few minutes of peace and calm before the thunderclouds showed up.
Matt raced in, basketball under his arm. “Tell me you got a hoop.”
“Sorry, man, but I do have a batting cage.”
“Shut up!” Matt looked around like he might find the cage in the family room. “You got a bat.”
“I’m sure he’s got
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