Page 90 of The Flirt

"Chad," I murmured, and then I put my glass down and snuggled my hand between my back and his chest.

I felt him suck in a breath when I reached his belt buckle. He put a hand around my wrist.

"Scarlett," he said on a groan.

And I knew right then and there that he needed me desperately.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chad

Fucking hell. I'd wanted to pace everything tonight to perfection, but her hand was already testing my self-control. She wiggled it out of my grasp and then turned around slightly, moving it up and down my chest.

"Scarlett," I said. "Your wine."

She smiled, moving once more until she was on her knees, then placed her forearms on my shoulders. Her breasts were practically in my face. It was all I could do not to tear off her dress and suck a nipple into my mouth.

"The wine can wait until later." She grinned.

I was crazy for Scarlett. There was no other way to put it.

I pulled her into my lap, parting her thighs wide so she could sit on me. Then I kissed her the way I'd wanted to the whole fucking day. This morning had been nothing compared to this. I gave her my tongue, kissing her deeply, tilting her pelvis so she could feel my growing erection between her legs. She whimpered when the zipper of my pants pressed against her clit. When I ran my fingers up her arms, there were goose bumps on them.

I moved my mouth from her lips down to her neck. This position wasn't my best idea—I couldn't explore her the way I wanted—so I shifted us, opening an eye to make sure I didn't accidentally knock over our wineglasses.

"What are you doing?" she murmured. "Oh, you're laying me down."

I put her on her back so she’d be comfortable. I paused for a second, just watching her. She was like a vision, here in my yard under the lights of the trees, smiling like I was the best damn thing that ever happened to her.

I put a hand on her thigh, moving it farther up until it disappeared under her dress. She closed her eyes and sucked in a breath as I covered her panties. I skimmed my thumb up and down her pussy over the fabric, and at the same time, I captured her mouth. I repeated the motion with my thumb and felt her get wet, then wetter still, until her panties were completely drenched. She pressed her thighs together, trapping my hand. Her hips bucked off the blanket, and I deepened the kiss even more. I couldn't get enough of this woman.

She pushed me away slightly and said, "Chad, the neighbors."

I set my jaw. Fuck. “I forgot that we're outside.”

“What if people saw?”

"I was simply kissing the most beautiful woman in the world."

"And your hand was up my—"

"No one saw that," I said through gritted teeth. It was more than just reassuring her. I couldn't bear the idea of anyone seeing her so vulnerable, so open. That was just for me.

I got on my feet and then helped her up. Taking her hand, I led her inside.

"Much better," she murmured.

I’d come to terms with the fact that Scarlett had an effect on me unlike anyone I'd ever met. When I focused on her, the rest of the world simply faded away. I forgot where we were, what we were doing, or what my intentions were.

The second I closed the door, I pressed the button to lower the blinds. Then I pulled her toward me before kissing her even harder than before. Her lips were so damn amazing. Everything about her was amazing.

I walked with her deeper inside the house, but instead of going up the stairs, I ended up leading her in the direction of the living room.

I didn't stop kissing her even as she worked at the buttons of my shirt. I bunched her dress to her waist and then ran my fingers up and down her ass cheeks, giving each buttock a good squeeze. Her muscles tightened against my palms.

I paused the kiss long enough to throw her dress over her head. She got rid of her bra the next second, without me even having to ask. I looked down at her gorgeous breasts. She was so turned on that I was seconds from pulling my pants down and just taking her like this, standing in the middle of my living room. I lowered my head slightly to wrap my lips around one nipple and pull it into my mouth. She gasped, and I reached between her thighs and into her panties, pressing two fingers against her clit. She jerked her hips back and then forward, right into my fingers, riding them.

I moved to her other breast and spoke against her skin. "Have you been fantasizing about me the whole day, Scarlett?"

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