Page 16 of Untamed Billionaire
He tightened his hand over hers and shook his head. “I don’t want to talk to anyone right at this moment.”
“You don’t?” she choked out.
“No, Chloe,” he replied, nodding to the host as they walked through the ornate doors, stepping into the bright sunshine. Fall here in Charleston was relatively warm, which meant that today was in the eighties with lower humidity than what one might experience during the summer months. It was actually a startlingly beautiful day.
“But I thought…?”
His other hand covered hers where it rested on his elbow, stopping her comment. “Chloe, we’re going to walk over to the edge of this building and turn right. These delightfully old buildings have alleys that lead to the rear of the building. But we’re not going to the back. We’re going to…” he led her to the right. “…find a bit of privacy and I’m going to kiss you until you aren’t thinking any longer.”
Chloe’s fingers tightened on his arm and all she could say was a silly, “Oh!”
A moment later, he turned and Chloe was spun around so that she landed in his arms, a puff of air coming through her lips as she landed firmly against his chest.
“Now, about that experimental kiss,” he commented in a conversational voice. They were hidden from view, but he couldn’t walk any further. Anticipation was thrumming through him.
Before Chloe could respond, his lips were brushing against hers. It wasn’t a soft, exploratory kiss. Not Marco. The man wasn’t into half measures. His kiss was firm and demanding, his hand sliding to the back of her head to tilt her head slightly so that he could deepen the kiss.
Chloe was too startled to do anything other than respond. With a sigh of relief and startled need, she lifted onto her toes and…grabbed the lapels of his jacket, holding him in place as she kissed him back. His tongue invaded, his mouth moving over hers as he kissed her again and again, his teeth nipped at her lip and she gasped, opening wider for more of his kiss.
Before she knew what was happening, Marco pulled her in closer, his hips pressing against hers in a way that made his arousal obvious to her. That should have scared her, and yet, the realization that she’d done that to a man like Marco only increased her arousal and she whimpered, lifting her hands higher so that her fingers would dive into his hair and allow her hands to hold his head steady while she kissed him back, matching his passion with her own.
His hands, those big, strong hands, smoothed down her back until he was cupping her bottom. Then he did the most outrageous thing! He lifted her up so that their bodies more perfectly aligned and…if Chloe hadn’t been wearing a dress, she would have wrapped her legs around his waist!
The realization that she was that far gone surprised her into pulling back. When their mouths separated, she wondered if she looked as dazed as he did!
“We…”
She couldn’t finish the statement because he pressed himself against her, adding in a groan to make her lose her mind and all of her thoughts again. His lips moved to her neck, nuzzling the skin and she’d never realized how sensitive her neck was. No man had really taken the time to kiss her there. Or maybe she just hadn’t cared enough to realize that someone was doing it until Marco. Because when he kissed her there, just below her earlobe, she shivered and let out another whimper as need spiked through her.
“We have to stop!” she gasped, but her fingers tightened on his hair, keeping his mouth against her neck.
“We do?” he asked, nipping at her neck, then sucking on the skin. It was just a small nibble, but the sucking…! That almost caused her knees to give out. Not that she was actually standing on her own. Nope, it was Marco and his hands on her butt that was the only reason she wasn’t a puddle on the ground now.
“We should,” she replied with a moan, trying to open her eyes. Maybe if she could open her eyes, she could regain a bit of sanity. But he nipped again. Then sucked against the skin. Then ran his tongue over that same spot and she wasn’t going to be a puddle. Nope, she was going to go up in flames!
“Marco!” she gasped, tugging at his hair.
He laughed, lifting his head to look down at her. “I love it when you make those sounds, Chloe,” he whispered, brushing his lips against hers. “But you’re right.”
“I am?” she squeaked out, wanting him to kiss her again.
“We’re in an alleyway with cars driving by us only twenty feet away.”
Chloe turned her head, startled to realize that he was right! They were in public, and she was practically climbing the man like a monkey going up a tree! A massive tree, she thought as she wiggled her hips again, enjoying the power she had over him right at this particular moment.
He groaned, his hands moving from her butt to her hips, gripping them to hold her still. “If you do that again, then we’re not going to stop, Chloe. We’ll just take this little liaison to a more private place.”
She bit her lip, trying not to smile at the rush of power he was giving her.
“Is that what you want?” he asked, his voice rough and husky. “Because if you keep smiling like that, I’m going to take that as a yes.”
She laughed and felt his hands grip her waist. “I can’t. I have a dress fitting, remember?”
He sighed, leaning his forehead against hers. “Right. Dress fitting.” He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. “Where are you getting your dress?”
“My mother demands that I get something, anything, at Madam Brenards. It’s the only suitable place for a bride to buy a dress, according to my mother.”
“Isn’t Brenards place a made-to-order place?”
