Page 89 of When He Lies
He simply stared back at her.
“Ryan?” A fist seemed to squeeze her heart.
“I lied to Jezebel. I am not lying to you. I am falling in love with you.” He reached for the door. He walked away. He left her there when her emotions were all over the place. When she was thrilled and terrified and completely lost as to what she should do next.
Ryan Quinn was falling for her.
Ryan was…
Gone.
He pulled the door closed behind him. She stood in the hotel bedroom, trying to decide what she should do and then…
She knew.
She yanked open that hotel room door and raced after him.
He heard the door open behind him. Ryan turned around. Dammit, he’d been trying to do the right thing. Even as it gutted him. All he’d wanted was to pull Simone into his arms. To kiss every inch of her. To show her how much he truly did love her.
She ran to him. She threw her body against his. His arms opened automatically, then closed around her. He pulled her up, and his mouth crashed onto hers. They kissed with desperate need and ferocious hunger, and she was everything that he had ever wanted in his entire life.
His match.
His fantasy.
His heart.
Her tongue licked against his. Her breasts pushed against his chest. Her body rubbed against his, and his eager dick could not get harder. He wanted to strip her. He wanted to take her. Over and over again.
Hold her while you can.
Take her before you lose her.
That was his greatest fear—losing her.
His mouth tore from hers. “Want you.” Speech was a major struggle. He mostly just wanted to growl and devour her.
“Good. Because I am planning to lick you all over.”
Wait, what? What had Simone just said? And could she say it again?
But she pulled back from him. Her lips were red and full. Her bright eyes gleaming. “You cannot walk around with tats like that and not expect to get licked.”
Every muscle in his body tightened. “That’s a…bad idea.” A guttural warning.
But her hands were fluttering over his chest. Dipping down to his stomach. And her mouth was following the path. Kissing him lightly. Licking…
My control will not last. Then again, as he’d told her, his control never lasted where she was concerned.
“Oh, I disagree.” A purr from Simone. “I think it’s a fabulous idea. Let’s follow the beautiful ink and see where this low one on your abdomen goes…”
And she was following it. Dropping to her knees. Caressing his skin with those luscious lips of hers. Feathering over him and tormenting him. Ryan’s hands clenched into fists at his sides because if he touched her, it would be over.
He’d fuck her in the narrow hallway.
Against the wall.
When there was a perfectly good bed not far away.
