Page 126 of This Bitter Sweet Temptation
“Touch me,” I whisper pathetically.
He doesn’t wait, and my panties go the way of my jeans.
Meanwhile, I fumble with my t-shirt until he knocks my hands away and yanks it off, so fast it leaves me dizzy.
Not fair. I’m naked and he’s still dressed.
Then he’s pulling me down with such raw hunger in his eyes it scares me.
“You’re so damn gorgeous,” he rasps, cupping my breast with one hand.
His palm feels hotter than before, so warm it adds to the sensation tearing me in two.
My whole core pulses.
“And you’re still dressed. Hurry up and join me.”
“Make me.” His brow quirks.
Oh, that’ll be fun.
But he doesn’t fight as he rears back and stands in front of me.
Smiling, I start at the top first, saving the monster he’s hiding in those sweatpants for last. I can see the outline, long and thick, enough to make me hum with a single glance.
He stands stock-still as I kneel on the bed and pull his shirt off. I’m far less graceful than him.
Stallion.That’s the only word for this giant when he’s bared in all his glory.
I skim my hands over him, loving how vast he is.
A human mountain,mineto explore.
At least for tonight, I get to roam.
I get to admire his entire landscape, before he shrugs me off like a mouse and we’re racked with regrets for days. But I won’t think about that now.
I won’t let anything break the fever that’s taken over.
He catches me around the waist as my hands roam over him, skimming his waistband until he grabs my wrist and pushes my hand down.
I shudder. His cock feels like it’s going to burn through his fabric.
“Wait,” I say with a breathless giggle. “I’m not done yet.”
“I’m impatient.”
A warning.
Yes, I ignore it as I slide my fingers down, oh so close to touching him before I finally give in.
I pull down, holding my breath.
His erection springs free, so hard and thick it looks like a weapon. Before he can blink, I’m on my knees, licking the bead of moisture off the tip.
Holden’s grip on my shoulders turns bruising.
I work him over.I try.
