Page 9 of The Marriage Auction 2: Part 2

He bit down on his bottom lip and leaned closer, our faces only a foot apart. I could smell the woodsy citrus cologne he wore as it weaved like a temptress in the air around us.

“There is something about you, Maia, that is unlike anyone I’ve ever met.” He reached out and tucked a lock of hair behind my ear, then brought his face a few inches closer.

I swallowed nervously at his nearness, feeling the very heat of his breath as he traced the tips of his fingers along the side of my face in a feather-light caress.

“Are you going to kiss me now?” I whispered and licked my lips again, feeling bold and unsettled.

His gaze heated even more as one side of his mouth lifted. “Do you want me to kiss you?” He traced my bottom lip with the pad of his thumb.

I continued this sexy little game a moment longer. “If I said yes, would you use it against me?”

“If you say yes, I’ll usemy bodyagainst you.” He teased, upping the stakes. My mind instantly imagined his large, manly frame pinning me to the leather seat as his lips devoured mine.

“Please kiss me,” I breathed.

“As you wish,” he threaded his fingers through my hair and leaned in the last couple of inches, pressing his lips to mine.

His mouth was soft and warm like the latte I’d been drinking, only he felt much, much better. I shifted my body and pressed closer to him. He flicked the seam of my lips with his tongue, and I invited him in, opening my mouth on a low purr. Rhodes cupped my other cheek, tilted my head and kissed me deeply and with intent. It was a whirlwind of explosive sensation spinning through my mind as I hummed and dug my fingers into the landscape of his broad shoulders. The man had to be two or more of me, his frame all-encompassing as he continued to rock my world.

Arousal tore through my body like white-hot fire. I’d never been kissed with such passion and longing. It went on and on, until I found myself scrambling into his lap. His head fell back against the seat, giving me access to his scrumptious neck. I kissed down the column and back up while his hands landed on my ass. He grabbed two handfuls of cheek and I took the hint, rocking my hips against his frame and crying out when his hardness pressed exactly where I wanted him.

Out of nowhere, there was a knock on the half-open window, which shocked the hell out of both of us. I ripped my mouth away, disbelief at how far we’d gotten, both lost to the sexual chemistry between us. Rhodes seemed none the wiser as his eyes widened, glancing up and down my frame where I sat on top of his lap. A smile split across his face.

“Um…” He started to chuckle as another knock sounded on the window.

I turned my head to find Sam, a dark expression on his face, his muscular arms crossed over his chest, his motorcycle jacket clearly visible.

“You.” He pointed through the open part of the window. “Out,” he demanded. “Now.”

“Okay, okay, bro. Chill,” I slid off Rhodes’ lap and winced at the sheer size of the bulge he was now packing behind his jeans. “Uh, I’m going to go talk to Sam.” I hooked a thumb toward the growly biker standing a few feet away.

Rhodes pressed his lips together and nodded, adjusting his pants. “I’m gonna need a minute.”

“By the looks of that heat you’re packing, you’re going to need more than a minute,” I taunted.

“Not helping,” he responded but was still grinning hotly.

I slipped out of the limo and slammed the door shut, positioning my body in front of it.

“Who the hell was that mauling you just now?” Sam growled, big brother mode firmly engaged.

I held up my hands. “Sam, his name is Rhodes, and he’s my fiancé.”

“Bullshit! Try again,” he sneered, trying to look over my shoulder at the car.

I put my hands out in front of me to make myself look bigger. “Sam, I put myself in the auction last night.”

Sam shifted me aside and pulled open the door to the limo.

He pointed at Rhodes and roared, “I’m gonna fucking kill you!”

Episode 34

A Recipe for Disaster

GIOVANNI

Gio, we need to talk.

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