“It is,” he assured me, his breath far too close to my ear. I inhaled sharply and my skin hummed with pleasure. “Tonight, I had a date. One I couldn’t enjoy because all I could think about was someone else.” He lowered his head and his lips were so close to my ear they brushed it as he spoke. “Do you know who that was, Catalina?” he asked in a low husky voice.

I couldn’t speak. I did manage to shake my head a little.

“You. I couldn’t think of anything but you.”

My breath caught in my throat, and I wanted to run from this and cling to him at the same time. Every reason I should leave faded as he pressed his lips to my ear then moved to kiss my temple. “I just wanted to get back here, knowing you were here. Then I get here and you curl into me so sweet and soft. It’s exactly where I wanted to be.” His lips moved without breaking contact down to my ear then he shifted me, and he was kissing my neck, turning me until my chest was pressed to his and his lips were on my cheek. He was pausing, teasing, possibly battling with himself. I wasn’t sure but my body was so consumed with a greedy need to get more I didn’t care. I just didn’t want him to stop any of it.

With one easy shift, his hands were on my waist, and our lips were touching. Every nerve on my body caught fire when the tip of his tongue touched the sensitive flesh of my lips. I couldn’t inhale, my lungs were burning with the need of oxygen. My lips parted for him though without needing my help. They knew what they wanted and the taste was possibly better than the smell of his skin. I gasped, finally getting the air my body needed.

My hands squeezed his shoulders for support as I straddled him then I sank my fingers into his hair.

“Fuck,” he uttered the one word before his hand grabbed a handful of my hair and he began kissing me with a hunger that matched mine. My need to get lost in him was so wild that I pressed my body down onto him and felt the rigidness of his erection between my legs. That instantly lit a flame where the already sensitive nerves had been pulsing.

I moaned and kissed him with more excitement. The pleasure was teasing me with a promise of more. I wiggled slightly, causing us both to inhale sharply and still. His hand tightened in my hair, and he pulled my head back with one tug. His eyes held me with such a dark intensity that I should have been scared, but I wasn’t. I was crazed for him. The flash in his eyes as he saw my complete surrender had me close to begging. Consequences be damned.