Page 12 of His Wood Her Fire

“What the fuck are you doing to me?”I muttered and scrubbed my hand over my face.

“Bo?Is that you?”she called out, and I heard the shower turn off.

“Yeah, uh, you’re gonna have to stay put awhile, while the place airs out,” I replied, stopping short when she opened the bathroom door.

Holy.Fuck.

Still dripping from her shower and wearing nothing but my bathrobe, Gloria blinked at me slowly.Her warm brown eyes seemed to darken as she took in how near we were, and the little vixen licked her pink lips.

I wanted to duplicate the move with my own tongue, to claim her lips in a kiss that would leave no room for doubt about this attraction I felt growing between us.

But I didn’t.I fucking panicked, and I turned around.

“Sorry, um, what are you wearing?”

“Oh!I apologize, but I was covered in smoke, and I didn’t want to stink up your house or mess up the furniture,” she explained.

“No, that’s fine.I, uh, got Frou-Frou.Why the hell did you name such a badass feline, such a wimpy name?”

“Excuse me?Thank you for getting him, but I’ll have you know that is a fine name for a cat,” she replied saucily.

“It’s a terrible name, Slick.”

“No.Slick is a terrible name.”

“Do you not like it?Cause I’ll tell you right now I’ve got no problems with slick, Slick.”

I was back to facing her.Thunder roared in my head and my whole body felt as if it was drowning in desire for this woman.

“You don’t?”she squeaked, and my gaze was riveted to her plump mouth.

I shook my head, licking my lips and getting the perfect eyeful as she dropped her hands, and her borrowed robe parted, gifting me with tantalizing glimpses of soft, round flesh and pale smooth skin.

I’d never been so grateful for losing a belt in my entire life.

“Are you?”I asked, crowding her and lowering my head.

“Am I what?”she asked, our lips brushing across one another as she spoke in what I could only call a tease of a kiss.

Eyes wide open, my gaze jumped from those tempting lips of hers that were driving me wild to where I could see her pulse racing and her chest rising with the increased pace of her breath.

“Are you slick for me, Gloria?Is that luscious body of yours primed and aching the way mine is for you?”

She nodded, and I felt my entire body fill with this primal urge to shout a victory cry.Like I was some conquering hero or something just because this woman wanted me.

“Words.Slick.I need to hear you say it,” I growled.

“Yes, Bo.I-I’m so fucking wet right now.I want you,” she confessed, and that was about all I could take.

I clammed my mouth to hers and lost myself in the hazy flurry of lust and need that took over the second we touched.

I had no right to touch her.And really, I should have known better.But I was touching her now, and I knew there was no stopping what was about to happen.

I should stop.I should walk away now, before it’s too late.

Then she reached for me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing that insanely hot body to mine, and I knew there was no stopping us now.

She opened her mouth wider, sucking on my tongue, and I thought my cock was going to burst right through my pants.

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