Page 57 of Dangerous Rhythm

Lina looked at where their bodies made contact, from the abs down to their pelvises. Parts of her legs were pinned down by his. She wiggled her hips under him. He lay heavily on her, but not unbudgeable. She could dislodge him, but again, why didn’t she?

“The caveman won,” Lina said.

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Curtis looked into Lina’s eyes. The shape of them reminded him of a bird. The brown in her irises were so deep that they were almost black, and they could suck a man right into their abyss if she allowed him entrance.

The caveman won,she said.

“Does that mean the caveman gets to claim the cave woman?” he asked.

“A caveman doesn’t ask.”

“This one does,” Curtis said, in full seriousness. “Will you knee my balls if I kiss you? Because I desperately want to kiss you right now.”

A small smile emerged on her lips. “Your balls are safe.”

“Oh, thank god.” He plunged into need and captured Lina’s mouth. It’d been less than twenty-four hours since he’d tasted her last, but he missed her flavor, her scent, her heat.

Trapped under him, Lina’s heat permeated his own skin as if they’d melted into one. She didn’t just feel perfect to him, she felt right. She took what he gave her as he deepened the kiss. Shegave as much back as she welcomed his invasion. Their earlier dance continued in a different form.

“Lina, Lina…” he chanted her name as he trailed his mouth to her neck. “Woman, you make my blood boil.”

She chuckled. “How do I do that?”

Curtis pulled back to gaze at her face. “You just need to look at me a certain way and I get hard.”

He proved it to her right then and there. There was no denying what was nudging the inside of her thigh. Letting go of her arms, Curtis eased his weight off Lina.

“You make me weak at the knees,” she said, putting her arms around his shoulders, keeping him on top of her. Her eyes were soft, for once letting him in. “That’s why I had to keep my distance.”

Hearing that made him stupidly happy, but with a straight face he retorted, “Well, weak knees aren’t good when you’re in security. Yeah, wouldn’t bode well for ya.”

“God, you’re such an idiot.” Lina punched him on the shoulder.

Curtis laughed, but sobered up quickly. “I can be an idiot sometimes, but I know when something feels right. We feel right, Lina.”

He unwittingly held his breath as he waited for her response. She didn’t reply with words but pulled him in for a gentle kiss. Then she showed him he was right about how easily she could get out from under him, hooking her legs around his and rolling him to his back in one fast swoop. She took the breath out of him.

“I’m done denying I want you,” she told him as she kissed him down his neck. “You’re salty.”

Curtis could only laugh as her tongue left a fiery trail on his skin and her hands found their way under his T-shirt to push it off his torso. Her lips continued her exploration down his chest,while her fingertips raked over his sides slowly, making him burn even more. She gently lapped on his nipple and shudders went through his body.

Running his hands up her back, Curtis pulled Lina’s shirt up and over her head. She straightened enough to throw the T-shirt off.

“Don’t move.” She put a hand on his chest when he tried to sit up.

“What are you doing?”

She hooked her hand behind her, then her bra went and joined her T-shirt next to them.

“Oh.” Curtis’ brain and his ability to speak cross-wired at the sight of Lina’s breasts.

Lina didn’t seem to mind him speechless for once. The smile on her face took on a different meaning, as she understood the power she had over him. She leaned in to kiss his hanging mouth, while her hands pulled his T-shirt off him completely.

“Where was I?” she said, as if to herself. “Ah, yes.”

With a wink, she bent toward his chest once again. This time the sensation doubled as Curtis felt her nipples dragged over his abs, and he sighed as he watched the top of her head keep going lower on him.

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