Page 58 of Stealth Mission

You’re not kidding.

He makes a satisfied sound.

“Oh, Walt. I need…” My voice trails off when he grinds against me because I have no functioning brain cells.

His voice is low, raspy. Velvet and crushed gravel all tumbled together. “What do you need, beautiful?”

I tighten my hands on him. Yes, I’ve gone crazy. Totally, completely nuts because I open my mouth and say, “This. You.”

His hands frame my ribs as he pushes his hips up against me. He clearly knows whatthis means.

All growly, he looks at my mouth. “Fuck, yeah.”

Heavens. That is hot.

His hands are on the move again, causing me to undulate against him. When he clenches my butt with one hand, my pussy tightens.

But it’s the way his eyes hold mine when he fists my hair and brings my mouth toward his that makes me groan.

My god.

I need this man.

When he brushes his lips across mine it’s controlled chaos. He presses his nose against my cheek and draws in a sharp inhale. “ I couldn’t wait to taste you again.”

I need more. I need all of him. Desperation makes my head spin and thickens my words.“Do it. D-do it. Kiss, me, for the love of god. I can’t wait any longer.”

“I’m going to.”

A raspy promise.

And he does.

He drags me forward roughly, angles my head using the grip he has on my hair and devours me.

Drinks and tastes and nips and plunders.

If I get any hotter, I’ll spontaneously combust.

The way he growls into my mouth doesn’t help. I lose all control of my final ounce of restraint and press my body tighter against his.

And he keeps on kissing me.

This isn’t French kissing. This is him tongue fucking me until I can’t breathe or think.

I never want it to end.

I can’t imagine life without this now.

He inhales sharply.

“Take me…” I whisper brokenly.

He goes still as stone.

Then he’s bursts into motion, like a stone that’s been catapulted out of a slingshot. Both his hands take control of my head. One clutched around the base of my skull, fisting my hair. The other wrapped around my jaw.

This time he takes my mouth like he owns me.