| Her Will, His Way by Terri Molina |
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He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer, the desire he’d kept
buried awakening with a powerful surge.
Anita wove her fingers into his hair, deepening the kiss as if refusing
to relinquish control. He knew her well enough not to try to fight her
for it—not that he could if he wanted to, he thought. Their first kiss
ten years earlier had branded him, making him powerless against her. He
wondered if she realized the hold she had on his heart.
With great reluctance he eased back. Though his heart pounded much too
fast, he managed a crooked smile.
“I love it when you try to prove me wrong,” he said.
Anita pursed her lips into a shrewd smile. “But you haven’t proved me
wrong. Have you, Antonio?” She slid her hand down into his shirt,
pressing her palm against the hammering in his chest. The touch burned
straight through his ribcage. “Should I call the paramedics? I think
you’re about to have a heart attack,” she said smugly.
He slid his hand around the nape of her neck. “How about if you just
give me mouth to mouth,” he said, drawing her into a kiss.
There was no fight for control this time. Anita opened up to him, her
tongue swirling with his in a seductive dance and sending his desire
spiraling to the surface. Her fingers raked over his chest, burning a
trail along his flesh.
He broke the kiss to journey down her neck, working tongue and teeth to
satisfy his hunger. The jump in her pulse fueled his desire. Everything
in him ached to have her.
He pulled back with a steadying breath. Her eyes were glazed, her lips
full and red. His muscles tensed.
“I’ll stop if you want me to,” he said, bracing for her rejection.
“No. I don’t want you to,” she said in a husky voice. “It’s been so
long. I need this.” She gripped his shirt and pulled him closer, biting
kisses into his neck. Buttons pinged off the tile floor, his shirt
tossed aside before he realized she’d stripped it off.
Need raged inside him, blocking out the meaning of her words. With a
sudden urgency he pulled her blouse from her waistband and thrust his
hands underneath. Her skin burned against his palm, her muscles
quivered. He reached for her breast, cupping the soft mound through the
lace fabric of her bra. Anita arched in response, a low moan rolling
from her throat.
Antonio pulled the clothing off of her in one swift move, seizing her
breast with his mouth. Her heart hammered against his touch. Anita’s
breath hitched, her fingers tightening on his shoulder as he feasted on
her soft flesh. He flicked his tongue over the hardening tips, pulling
them between his teeth to suckle. Her breath quickened, rousing his own
desire.
“Tony,” she managed, her hands gripping his shoulders and gently pushing
him back. “Wait.”
Antonio returned to her mouth, kissing her words away. He’d waited too
long for her to come to him. He couldn’t let her change her mind.
Anita’s brain fogged as Tony began to kiss her again. It was as if he’d
possessed her soul and all she could do was give into the demand.
Warmth shimmered over her as his hand skimmed down the sides of her
body, stopping to rest between her thighs. She shifted on the counter,
groaning when his hand grazed the patch of fabric and pressed against
her. Electricity seemed to arc through her as her body more than reacted
to his touch.
She became so lost in her response that she didn’t notice he’d slid her
pants off until she felt the cold surface of the counter on her
backside.
“Tony wait, not...” her words stopped on a groan when he slid his hand
into her panties. His fingers found their way inside her, fueling an
already burning passion. She closed her eyes, riding on the waves of
ecstasy coursing through her.
Antonio brushed a kiss over her lips, his fingers still working their
magic. “Something you wanted to say?”
“Kitchen,” she said with a shuddering breath. “We’re still in the
kitchen.”
Antonio moved his hands to rest on her hips and eased her near the edge
of the counter. “Yeah,” he said with a roguish grin. “It’s where I eat
all my meals.”
Anita barely had time to catch her breath before Antonio freed her from
her panties and closed his mouth over her. |
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