I shook my head and closed the distance between us, sliding between him and the bathroom sink he’d been gripping. He towered over me yet when we were this close It felt like I was wrapped up in his cocoon. This close, his cinnamon scent invaded my senses, burning a path of desire through my body. He didn’t push me away yet he didn’t grab ahold of me either. That was fine, he just needed a little push in the right direction. With my gaze locked on his, I reached down and gripped the hem of my sweatshirt then pulled it up and over my head, leaving me standing there in only a thin white camisole. Still, his gaze remained locked on mine. His hands reached around me to grip the edge of the sink, boxing me inside the cage of his arms. Yet still he didn’t touch me.

The man had a lot of self-control, but I was too stubborn to let him win this round.

So I pushed up on my tiptoes and traced just the tip of my tongue up the side of his throat, from the base all the way up to that soft spot just behind the ear. He hissed through clenched teeth. Point for Frankie. I licked my lips and his eyes tracked the movement. Two points, Frankie. I pressed my mouth almost against his, our lips not quite touching even while my skin tingled like we were. Then I exhaled a breath across his lips. His fangs sank into his plush bottom lip. Three points, Frankie. Bases are loaded.

I dropped down off my tiptoes and was rewarded with a low growl. Behind me, I heard what sounded like tile breaking like perhaps he’d smashed the edge of the sink in his grip. I didn’t look. Instead, I reached down for the hem of my camisole then dragged the material up and over my head. He hissed then it turned into a deep growl the moment the cold air grazed my bare breasts. That top had a built-in bra and it came in handy in times like this. His gaze swept over my bare chest. His own pulsed thundered through the vein in his throat so I licked it again. He moaned and I felt it vibrate through his body and into my tongue. The sensation made my nipples harden. I pushed up on my tiptoes again and licked his lips. He exhaled roughly. His breath on my skin sent my body into a frenzy, every inch of me screamed for his touch. Yet still he remained a statue.

I sank my teeth into his bottom lip and pulled.