He shrugged easily. “Maybe if she sees you with me, she’ll stop trying to set you up.” The hoarseness in his voice felt like a rough caress, and it did torturous things to her body.
“If she sees me with a smart, successful, sexy guy like you, Kale”—her gaze panned his body as she spoke the truth—“she’ll have a coronary.”
Kale smiled at the endorsement. “Should we risk it?”
Erin tapped her chin, as though mulling over the idea. “Well…” she said.
Kale raised an inquisitive brow and advanced purposefully as he circled the bed. He touched his finger to her chin and with the lightest caress, brushed it along her cheekbone.
“Well?” he asked. His deep voice flowed down her spine like warm honey and made her quake from the inside out. He lowered himself onto the unkempt bed, slipped his arm around her waist, and tugged her down beside him. “Do you want to get her off your back or not?”
At that moment, all she could think about was getting Kale onto his!
Sitting there, ensconced in the circle of his arms, she became conscious of the cushiony mattress below her, tempting her, filling her mind with wild and wicked ideas.
She linked her fingers together, resisting the urge to tear off his clothes and sample his fine body the same way he’d sampled hers in the elevator. Of course, this was not the time or place for such luxuries. That would come later. Tonight. At his place. She sucked in a tight breath and tamped down her carnal thoughts for the time being.
“I appreciate the offer, Kale, and as much as I’d like to see the look on her face if I paraded someone like you through her house, I’ll pass. Besides, we already have plans for tonight.”
At the mere mention of tonight, and the promise of erotic things to come, Kale’s baby blues darkened with desire.
When she looked deep into his eyes, something warm, intimate, and potent passed between them, leaving her feeling breathless. She dragged in a huge breath, yet couldn’t seem to fill her lungs.
He touched her cheek. “Erin…” he whispered, letting her know with just one word how much he wanted her. His sensual mouth parted as his glance locked with hers. He was going to kiss her, his intent clearly evident in his passion-imbued eyes.
Moistening her lips, Erin knew this was not the place for such intimacies. Her words of protest were lost on a moan when he leaned into her and captured her mouth with his. All coherent thought vanished, leaving her completely spellbound in the moment as his warm lips moved languidly over hers.
Blood raced through her veins as he took full possession of her mouth, drawing her in deeper for a mind-numbing kiss. He smothered her heated mewls of pleasure with a low growl of longing.
She began trembling from head to toe as he dragged her into his arms and eased her back onto the mattress. Using his weight, he pinned her under him. He angled his body over hers as their tongues touched and tangled.
Warmth pooled between her thighs as her sex muscles began thrumming. His hair tumbled forward and brushed against her cheeks in silken waves. Her whole body went up in flames as his hard muscles pressed against her soft curves.
He licked, kissed, and sucked like he couldn’t get enough of her. She understood that feeling all too well. Her hands raked through his hair, gripping and pulling, unable to get her fill, unable to assuage the hunger tearing at her insides.
God, she’d never felt so needy, so out of control before. It occurred to her she was completely at his mercy.
His voice sounded strangled, his breath coming in jagged bursts. “I want you so much, Erin, I ache.” With fierce possessiveness his tongue delved deeper to explore her every crevice, her every secret.
When she glanced into his turbulent eyes, she was astonished by the raw emotions that tugged at her. Her stomach tightened, her heart fluttered. Some inner voice warned her that there was more than physical desire driving her actions and need for him. Self-preservation urged her to run. To run as far away from him as possible. But she knew she could no more move away from this man than she could move a mountain.
He rolled to his side, his large body pressing against hers. The raw, hungry look in his eyes sent a plethora of sensations rushing through her.
His corded muscles shifted as his hands skimmed her curves and dipped below her skirt. With the utmost expertise, he gently inched her knees apart.
“Oh God,” she whispered, barely recognizing her voice.
He feathered his fingertips over her quivering flesh. “I want you, Erin. I want to be inside you. I want you writhing beneath me while I feel your hot juices drip over my cock when you come for me. But mostly I want to taste you.”
Erin shivered almost violently as his darkly seductive timbre seeped under her skin.
Slowly, gently, his hands slid over her legs to her inner thighs. His fingers traveled higher and higher until he found her warm sex. He pulled open her dewy lips and idly stroked her aching clitoris. Erin gripped the mattress as her skin came alive. She began panting heavily.
His nostrils flared. “Tell me you want me.” He breathed the words into her mouth.
The aroused edginess in his tone made her tremble. She worked to recover her voice, and shared in his urgency. Her hands raced over him. “I want you, Kale.” Oh how she wanted him. She craved him with an intensity that was as arousing as it was scary.
His lips abandoned hers and moved to her neck. His mouth felt like fire on her naked flesh. Sounds of pure carnal delight erupted low in her throat. Blood pulsing hot, she melted underneath his touch as his warm, scented breath and heady
