Rushing to the door, I fling it open so hard, it practically dents the wall.
His sexy grin and beautiful lips are all I can focus on. It was torture not kissing him or touching him in any way today. As if he can sense my need, he wordlessly closes the distance between us and crashes his glorious lips onto mine. Relief washes over me like rain after a never-ending drought. I’ve missed this man, and I need him more than I ever could have imagined.
There’s no hesitation.
No awkwardness.
No holding back.
This kiss is everything we haven’t been able to express these past months. My body clings to his like a magnet that’s been held at bay and can no longer resist the current flowing between us.
I’m vaguely aware of moving inside the house and startle when the door slams shut.
Breaking our kiss, he pulls back with a smirk. “We’re going to pretend that I didn’t just smash the hell out of these flowers, and that I took you to dinner. We’re going to pretend I had some restraint and didn’t take you right against this wall.”
A shiver flows through my body in anticipation.
Needing his lips back on mine, I smirk in agreement. “Yes, please.”
His guttural moan makes every muscle in my body clench, and my pulse races. Through broken kisses, he makes my body his. “You taste… so fucking amazing, Teagan.”
Kissing down my neck, his hands roam from my ass to my neck. With a firm grasp, he guides our kiss in the most devilish way, and I just can’t get enough.
Heat pools in my panties, and I find myself grinding against his thigh in hopes of relieving the pressure. He smells as if he’s fresh from the shower; his cologne is a tad stronger and more toxic to my senses than at the hospital earlier. With each inhale, I get drunk on all that is Davis.
God, I love this feeling.
“It’s been way too long,” he mutters as he kisses that soft spot behind my ear that drives me wild.
“Yes, it has,” I pant out as he slides his hands along my thighs to my ass. I’ve never been more thankful for this skirt than in this moment.
Lifting me so that I’m straddling his waist, he growls, “Need you on a flat surface. Bedroom?”
As much as I don’t want to break contact, the thought of all the things we can do to one another on a bed intrigues me. “Put me down, and we can get there faster.” The moment my feet hit the floor, I reach for his hand and pull him past the kitchen into my bedroom.
Once inside my bedroom, I rip my blouse over my head. Sure, I’d taken the effort to put together a cute outfit, but I’d ratheritspend the evening on my bedroom floor, thanIspend another second without Davis.
When I turn to Davis, I find he’d stopped in the doorway to appreciate the view. I’m glad my little trip to the mall this week was worth it, by the look on his face. His eyes darken, and the devilish grin on his lips tells me he’s plotting something I’m sure I’ll thoroughly enjoy.
But I have plans of my own.
Shimmying out of my skirt, I maintain eye contact and feel emboldened when his breath stops as I let it pool on the floor at my feet. “You gonna join me, or is this gonna be a one-woman show tonight?”
“You look… beyond fucking words, Teagan. Your confidence…” He squeezes his eyes shut, then slowly, he reopens them. “Fuck—were you wearing those at the hospital today?”
Apparently, my bra and panty set are a score. It’s totally out of my comfort zone, but when the sales lady suggested it, I tried it on. The black sheer lace cups do nothing to hide my nipples, but I loved the sexy geometric pattern. By the way his eyes linger, it makes them worth every cent I spent. I’ve paired it with satin geometric cut-out panties, which essentially leave my ass bare, but even I’ll admit it’s flattering and shows off my curves.
“Yep. I bought them especially for you.”
“And it’s not even my birthday. Hot damn. Turn around. Slowly. I have to see this entirely for myself.”
As I turn, he slowly unbuttons his shirt, but the moment my backside comes into view, I hear him growl, and the shirt hits the floor. “I hope they had more of these, because I’ll fucking buy you every color imaginable if it means I get to see you like this.”
“You haven’t even seen the best part,” I tease as my belly flips in anticipation of him slowly stalking in my direction.
“Oh, yeah, what’s that?” he asks when his lips are only inches from my ear.
A shiver runs through my spine, and my nipples harden to sharp points through the material. He must notice because he suddenly cups one breast and runs his thumb over the silky material, which elicits a moan to fall past my lips.
