“Shannon…” The desire to kiss her pumped through him.
The urgency in his voice surprised them both.
“I’m gonna kiss you again.” He stepped closer, his pulse pounding in his ears when he noticed the rapid beat in her throat.
Her breath was quick and shallow, the heat of her skin inviting him in. She gazed up at him, her tongue flicking over her lips. He could sense her hunger matching his craving.
His fingers threaded through the hair at her nape, angling her head as he pulled her mouth closer.
“I’m not like those women out there, Jamie,” she whispered, her breath warm against his lips.
“Good,” he growled, brushing his lips over hers. “I want you to be yourself.”
“I’m serious,” she murmured. “I’m nothing like them.”
“I don’t care about them.” His voice dipped to a husky murmur, his fingers rising to the first button on her shirt. “It’s you who has mehooked.”
One by one, he undid the buttons with an agonising slowness, like he had all the time in the world to unwrap her.
His knuckles skimmed her bra, grazing the heat of her skin with each reveal.
Jamie’s gaze dragged across her collarbone as more skin came into view.
“You feel that, love?” he asked, brushing a fingertip along the ridge of her sternum where her skin had prickled with goosebumps. “That’s your body reacting to me.”
Her head jerked in his grasp. “Maybe this is a bad idea.”
It was far from a bad idea. His body was on fire, but the vulnerability in her eyes made him pause. He wanted her, but he didn’t want to rush this.
“I know you’re not like them. Don’t worry about it.” He kissed the curve of her neck, his grip tightening in her hair.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders, a soft gasp escaping her lips. She nudged her pelvis against his thigh, responding to his touch.
His lips swallowed her soft moan as he kissed her, hungry, hot and slippery. However, he knew if he didn’t pull back, he’d fuck her in the bathroom.
When he finally broke the kiss, her breath came in quick, shallow bursts. He released her and backed up, running a hand through his hair.
“Fuck the taxi. Fuck the bus. We both know why I invited you here. No complications. You want me, and Iwant you. Let’s just cut to the chase and go back to mine now. One night, Shannon. Just one night.”
Taking another step back, he winked at her before closing the bathroom door, leaving her on the other side, alone with the choice.
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Jamie
Jamie dragged his palms over his face, exhaling.
With Shannon on the other side of the door, he imagined her stripped down to nothing but panties and a lacey bra, her nipples teasing through the fabric.
Fuck.
The image burned into his mind and his body responded to it, his zipper pressing against his full, hard dick. He’d been in a constant state of horniness since she arrived.
Now he paced back and forth, trying to shake the heat rising in him.
His mind raced faster than his pulse.God, what was it about her?
They’d both agreed that life was too busy for anything more than a one-night stand. No commitments, no strings. But for some reason, a part of him wanted more, and that was not the plan.
