Page 32 of The First Spark

I knew she felt it, too.

“Sure, as soon as you answer the question.”

“I’ve had thoughts, even though I’m aware I’m notyourtype. There. You happy now?”

Her response irks the hell out of me. With a growl, I move closer, brushing my leg against hers. “See? That’s proof you don’t know me.”

“You told me not an hour ago that I wasn’t your type.”

I shrug, leaning in to catch a hint of her delicious scent again. “You’re not, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think you’re sexy as fuck, Ori.”

I half expect her to inch away, but it seems her body is as desperate as mine.

That fire I hoped to stoke? Baby, it’s burning.

“You’re telling me the big, tatted motorcycle man likes the mousy librarian type?” I see the doubt in her eyes, as her gaze roams over my face, searching for a sign that I’m messing with her.

All she has to do is look at the pronounced bulge in my pants to know I’m deadly serious.

“No. I’m telling you that I likeyou.I’m going to kiss you and not stop until we’re both naked and I’m buried inside you.”

A pant flies from her lips, and it’s one of the sexiest sounds I’ve heard all night.

“Any objections?”

I swear to God, if she gives me the go-ahead, she will be naked within thirty seconds. I’m that desperate for her at this point.

Ori chews on the inside of her lip before shaking her head. “I’m not looking to be another name on your list, Ash.”

Truth is, I’m not looking for her to be one. I’m not sure what’s happening between us, but I know I don’t want to stop. “There is no fucking list. There’s you and me. Right here. Right now. I promise, I’ll love you like no one ever has before. What do you think?”

“Whose turn is it?”

My face splits into a grin at her attempted diversion.

Not a chance, beautiful. We’re seeing this one through to fruition.

I grab the pillow Ori is using to shield herself, tossing it on the floor as I move up the length of her body. Balancing my weight on my forearms, I nuzzle her lips with theslightest caress. “It’s my turn. Tell me what you want, Oriana. Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

Her entire body trembles, but I feel the heat rising from her skin.

Once again, her intoxicating scent fills my nostrils, beckoning me closer.

Never close enough.

Dipping my head, I press a kiss at the base of her ear, my breath delivering a delicious tickle. “What do you want?”

“Everything.” Her words are barely a whisper, but they’re all I need to hear.

My original plan? To drizzle a few kisses along her ivory skin and leave her begging for more. But the moment my tongue glides along her neck, tasting her warmth, I’m done for.

The tables turn and all I feel is her body as she strains toward me. By the time I capture her kiss, Ori owns me.

My new mission for the evening? Spending every second until daylight, loving every inch of her. Making her mine.

Ori’s arms twine about my neck as she pulls herself closer, her tits mashing against my chest.

My mouth claims hers, my hand slipping into her hair as my tongue teases her with all the ways I plan to please her tonight.

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