Page 77 of Runaway Hearts: Seduced by Danger

A satisfied smile tugs at my lips. My mouth waters.

I close my eyes, and our lips meet in a tentative kiss. So gentle, it could be imagined until his pillowy lips press a little more onto mine. His taste intoxicates my senses and banishes any lingering doubts.

I kiss him harder, my nails scratching to his scalp, and I nibble at his upper lip. His tongue swoops in my mouth to join mine. My body reacts to his impatient groan, my nipples hardening, a slick heat growing in my lower abdomen.

Kai tastes like coffee and pure sin, and I lap it up like a starving woman. His arms secure around me, the hard planes of his body crushing the soft curves of mine—a delectable friction.

“You’re intoxicating.” He groans into my mouth, urging me on with each hot, wet stroke of his tongue against mine.

My thighs clench on his as desire builds within me, my pulse going crazy. I gasp; my toes curl, and my head falls back.

Something feral growls inside of me as Kai runs his tongue up and down my neck.

Mine.

It’s so hot and wet and hungry.

And it’s mine.

Just as my mind is drowning in lust, a whimper rips out of me.

“Oh, god, yes, right there.” My hips buck against his hardening dick, seeking release.

Kai moans against my skin. His grip tightens on my ass, and he guides our fall onto the bed.

A flaming arrow of desire shoots up my spine. I’m so hot, my skin might melt. He grinds his erection between my legs, and I shiver in delight.

“Kai, yes,” I yelp.

“Fuck… that sound!”

I open my eyes and find him staring down at me with raw, unadulterated lust, his pupils blown large in the low light filtering through the curtains.

Our mouths crashed together again, wild, uninhibited. Our tongues entwine as our bodies writhe together. I cling to his strong shoulders.

A sudden grunt flies out of Kai’s throat when I palm his hard-on through his jeans. “Yes, feel me.”

“Kai…” My tone is lower than I’ve ever heard it, dragging each letter across my tongue to savor the taste of his name.

Every breath, every beat of my heart weaves a deeper spell around us, a tapestry of desire so thick it could strangle.

But a sharp knock on the door startles us both.

With a shriek, I spring away from Kai.

He gives me a half amused, half frustrated smirk before Corey clears his throat and says through the door, “I need to leave for work in thirty minutes and want to have breakfast with you, Marianne.”

I freeze, my face flaming. My uncle’s interruption douses me like an arctic shower.

“I’m hungry. Are you hungry, Kai? Do you want to eat breakfast before we leave?” I blurt.

Oh, god, I made out with Kai.

His deep growl taps and resonates on each one of my ribs before trickling down into my underwear.

How can a sound be so sexy?

“We can stop at the bakery before hitting the road,” I suggest. “They make wonderful chocolate croissants.”

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