Page 96 of Finding Redemption

“I’m thinking.” I stretch the top of her shirt out, gawking.

“Yes?” She twists her head to stare at me.

“Maybe we should do shirts and skins this weekend, instead of joggers.” I lift my brow with a curl of my lip.

“You go first.” Oh, baby, that’s what I was hoping you’d say.

“I call shirts.” Her eyes widen, resembling her mouth. “I can do something with that.” I run my finger over her bottom lip.

“I’m not going shirtless tonight,” she stutters the words.

“You will at some point.” I shove some food in my mouth. “Damn, this is good.”

Her face beams. “I told you. I know my way around the kitchen.” She eyes me. “In case, you can’t tell.”

“I’m ignoring that comment for now.” I tug her into me. “Snuggle with me.”

“Never would’ve guessed Walker Pennington would snuggle.” She twists her hair to the side, revealing her neck.

What the hell is it about a woman’s collarbone? It’s sexy as fuck. I can’t resist it, tracing my finger along the structure. Reese’s head lulls back against the couch. I watch her lips part, making her chest heave. Her nipples strain against the material of her shirt, enticing me beyond all control.

I lean forward, tugging my shirt over my head, watching her pupils dilate. She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth and that does me in. All pretense is over. Time to make her mine. I toss the remote, barely getting the bowls on the table.

I lace my fingers through her hair, working my hand around her neck. She releases her crimson lip to drag in a ragged breath, her breast brushing against me, tempting me over the edge. I tighten my grip, giving me direct access to her.

I sweep the tip of my tongue over her collar, working my way to the exposed skin under her chin. My free hand palms her breast through her shirt, sliding up her body to feel every curve. I caress her neck, tilting her chin to me.

“Reese,” I groan in her ear. She gazes at me beneath hooded eyes. “Do you realize what you do to me?” She shakes her head. “Let me show you.” I take her hand, placing it between my legs. Her hand rubs my erection. “Don’t ever fucking talk about yourself bad around me again. Do you understand?”

Her eyes dart away. “I’m still dressed. Your opinion may change.”

“The fuck it will.” I wrap my hand around her wrist bringing her with me as I stand. Before she can protest, I bend, putting her over my shoulder and turning to the bed.

“Walker! Put me down. I’m too heavy.” I can’t help myself. The minute she utters those damn words, I lose it. The sound of her cursing me explodes through my apartment. “Fuck!”

“Tell me again how unattractive you are.” I toss her on to the bed, gazing down at her. I fist my erection through my pants. “This doesn’t fucking lie.” I set my knee on the bed, crawling toward her. “You are the most desirable woman I’ve laid eyes on.”

She licks her lips. “Show me.” Her words end on a low moan, causing desire to pulsate through me.

I grab her ankle, yanking her toward me. She releases a gasp, teasing me more. “Hang on, baby.” She fists the sheets as I work my fingertips into the top of her pants. I inch them past her belly button, over her hips, hooking her panties with them. “I thought we discussed no panties?”

“We did but I thought it was best to wear them for dinner.” A crease forms between her brows.

I shake my head. “Not anymore,” I whisper. I tug her pants over her thighs, taking them off her feet, one by one. I nod at her. “That next.” Her eyes dart to her shirt and back to me. She sits up, raising her arms. I pull her it over her head, freeing her full, round breasts.

She falls back unto the bed, covering her face with her arm. “Can we turn the lights off?”

“Why, Reese?” I ask, creeping between her legs.

“I’m mortified. I hate the way I look with clothes on. This is embarrassing and now, I’m ruining everything,” she grumbles, squirming on the bed.

“Reese,” I growl. “open your legs.”

She opens them on a gasp. “Fuck.”

“That’s a given, baby.” I leverage my knee, grinding into her. My pants rub against her clit as I take her mouth on a groan. Our tongues war, fighting with one another as our lips melt into the others.

I nip my way over her jaw and onto her neck. Biting and kissing until my mouth hovers above her cleavage. I run my nose between her breasts. As my lips find her nipple, I brush over it. It grows impossibly hard, so much like my cock. I take her into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the erect pink point.