now she had to pay the piper…with her father standing over her to make sure she did.
“In fact,” Pop wiped his mouth and turned to Riley, “it’s time you and I got downstairs to give Ewan and Tris a hand, missy. The lunch rush is probably gearing up by now.”
“You’re leaving? Now?” Teagan asked, cursing the alarm in her voice.
Pop looked at her strangely while Riley rolled her eyes with frustration. “Later, sis,” she said dismissively, shooing her father along.
Clearly Riley was not going to be helpful in her attempts to fight temptation in regards to Sky Mitchell. She watched Sky as he rose from the counter with a wicked grin on his face. Yep, he had her number all right.
“Don’t look so scared, gypsy. I’m not the Big Bad Wolf and I’ll only bite when you beg me to.”
55
Mari Carr
He continued coming toward her and she fought against taking a step away. “Don’t hold your breath, rock star. Pleading is something you’ll never hear from these lips.” She grinned, pleased with the strength of her denial. She could do this.
He reached out and pulled her toward him. She reached up, intent on grasping his ear, but he’d grown wise to that move and he captured her hands, pulling them behind her back. Her breasts were pressed flat to his chest and she wondered why the fear that had plagued her since dawn suddenly evaporated. Something about being held in Sky’s arms felt right, comforting. God, she really was lost.
“Sky.” She meant the word to be chastising, but it fell short of that mark when his intent became clear. He swallowed her next breath with his lips, claiming her mouth in a manner that was the complete opposite of last night’s easy explorations. Today, he laid siege, plundering and demanding her surrender. He wasn’t taking prisoners. He was playing to win.
She fought against his grip on her wrists until he relinquished her hands. Once free, she wrapped her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his thick, dark hair. Her touch spurred him on and she felt him pushing her backward, toward the couch. Neither of them came up for air as she lay on her back on the sofa, Sky’s large frame covering hers in an instant. Every part of their bodies touched as he continued his assault on her lips. His hands moved under her blouse and she gasped when he enveloped the sensitive globes with his palms, pushing against her tight nipples until she wanted to scream. The sensations he evoked with his lips and hands traveled down her body and her hips gyrated wildly against his denim-clad cock, her pussy demanding attention.
One of his hands left her breast and she whimpered until she felt the material of her skirt being lifted. Sky’s hand brushed the side of her thigh and she felt the knowledge of what he intended to do crash down on her.
Holy hell. What was she doing?
56
Ruby Tuesday
“Stop.” She turned her head to the side, fighting to say the word when his lips descended on her neck. “Sky. Please stop.”
Her words, stronger this time, seemed to penetrate through the thick sexual air that surrounded and threatened to choke them. He leaned up on his elbows, the sensuous feeling of his weight on her body driving her mad.
No , she thought.
“No,” she said.
“No?” he asked, clearly confused by the multitude of mixed signals she was sending. She’d let things go way too far.
“I’m so sorry,” she said. “I just can’t do this. Not with you. Not here. Not now.” He seemed to consider her words and she was relieved when a crooked, amused grin covered his face. “Maybe I am the Big Bad Wolf. I sort of jumped on you, didn’t I?”
“I wasn’t exactly fighting you off. Guess I’d make a lousy Little Red Riding Hood.”
“I don’t know,” Sky said as he pushed himself away from her. She missed the sensation of him lying on top of her the instant he reached down to pull her into a sitting position. “You sure do have the coloring for the part.”
“In fact,” Pop wiped his mouth and turned to Riley, “it’s time you and I got downstairs to give Ewan and Tris a hand, missy. The lunch rush is probably gearing up by now.”
“You’re leaving? Now?” Teagan asked, cursing the alarm in her voice.
Pop looked at her strangely while Riley rolled her eyes with frustration. “Later, sis,” she said dismissively, shooing her father along.
Clearly Riley was not going to be helpful in her attempts to fight temptation in regards to Sky Mitchell. She watched Sky as he rose from the counter with a wicked grin on his face. Yep, he had her number all right.
“Don’t look so scared, gypsy. I’m not the Big Bad Wolf and I’ll only bite when you beg me to.”
55
Mari Carr
He continued coming toward her and she fought against taking a step away. “Don’t hold your breath, rock star. Pleading is something you’ll never hear from these lips.” She grinned, pleased with the strength of her denial. She could do this.
He reached out and pulled her toward him. She reached up, intent on grasping his ear, but he’d grown wise to that move and he captured her hands, pulling them behind her back. Her breasts were pressed flat to his chest and she wondered why the fear that had plagued her since dawn suddenly evaporated. Something about being held in Sky’s arms felt right, comforting. God, she really was lost.
“Sky.” She meant the word to be chastising, but it fell short of that mark when his intent became clear. He swallowed her next breath with his lips, claiming her mouth in a manner that was the complete opposite of last night’s easy explorations. Today, he laid siege, plundering and demanding her surrender. He wasn’t taking prisoners. He was playing to win.
She fought against his grip on her wrists until he relinquished her hands. Once free, she wrapped her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his thick, dark hair. Her touch spurred him on and she felt him pushing her backward, toward the couch. Neither of them came up for air as she lay on her back on the sofa, Sky’s large frame covering hers in an instant. Every part of their bodies touched as he continued his assault on her lips. His hands moved under her blouse and she gasped when he enveloped the sensitive globes with his palms, pushing against her tight nipples until she wanted to scream. The sensations he evoked with his lips and hands traveled down her body and her hips gyrated wildly against his denim-clad cock, her pussy demanding attention.
One of his hands left her breast and she whimpered until she felt the material of her skirt being lifted. Sky’s hand brushed the side of her thigh and she felt the knowledge of what he intended to do crash down on her.
Holy hell. What was she doing?
56
Ruby Tuesday
“Stop.” She turned her head to the side, fighting to say the word when his lips descended on her neck. “Sky. Please stop.”
Her words, stronger this time, seemed to penetrate through the thick sexual air that surrounded and threatened to choke them. He leaned up on his elbows, the sensuous feeling of his weight on her body driving her mad.
No , she thought.
“No,” she said.
“No?” he asked, clearly confused by the multitude of mixed signals she was sending. She’d let things go way too far.
“I’m so sorry,” she said. “I just can’t do this. Not with you. Not here. Not now.” He seemed to consider her words and she was relieved when a crooked, amused grin covered his face. “Maybe I am the Big Bad Wolf. I sort of jumped on you, didn’t I?”
“I wasn’t exactly fighting you off. Guess I’d make a lousy Little Red Riding Hood.”
“I don’t know,” Sky said as he pushed himself away from her. She missed the sensation of him lying on top of her the instant he reached down to pull her into a sitting position. “You sure do have the coloring for the part.”
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