Page 15 of Accidentally Kidnapping the Groom

I tilt my head and rest my cheek in his palm.

He leans down, his breath hot against my lips. “Stop overthinking this,” he whispers and then claims my lips.

Liquid fire sizzles from my lips to my nipples. They pebble into hard knots.

I lean into the kiss. My body cares fuck about logic. My hormones are in charge and they care only about Jay being naked next to me, wanting to fill me up with his seed and breed me.

His firm body presses against mine.

I try to recall why this is a bad idea—something about not being good at separating sex and feelings—but my brain fogs over.

Just feel, a traitorous voice in the back of my mind whispers.

Jay grabs my hands and lifts them to clasp behind his head.

I moan his name.

“I know,” he growls against my mouth, but then leans back. My hands fall from his neck, and I trace a pattern on his ripped chest. His nipples harden beneath my fingers. He lifts my chinwith his knuckle again. His gaze searches mine. “You belong to me.”

“I don’t belong to anyone.” I’m going for decisive, but my tone comes out wistful.

“That’s where you’re wrong, Princess. You were mine the moment I first saw you.”

His words make my pussy clench. They shouldn’t because they’re several decades out of date, but him wanting me turns me on. “I want you.” I grab his hips, pulling him toward me and grinding against him.

His erection pushes against my belly as he crushes me to his body. Finally, we’re skin against skin, again.

Mine’s on fire.

I need all of this man.

And I need him right now.

I hip-check him and press on his chest to roll him over on his back.

With a cheeky grin on his face, he resists briefly, but then falls back, grabbing my hands and pulling me on top.

I straddle him, but stay high on my knees, teasing him—and myself—by keeping my wet pussy from his hard cock.

He grabs my hips and pushes his erection against my core. “I’m putting a baby in you right now,” he growls.

Those are words that I never thought I’d find hot, but somehow I get even more turned on. I clasp his hands and push them over his head. Securing them both with one hand, I use the other to cradle his face as I lean in for a kiss.

He struggles against my hold, but not seriously enough to break free.

“I’m setting the pace this time,” I say against his mouth before nipping his lower lip.

A lazy smile spreads over Jay’s lips. “Sounds good to me.” He bucks his hips.

I release his face and press his lower body back down. “Not until I say so.”

His grin grows broader. With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he lifts his head and captures a nipple in his mouth. He grazes it with his teeth before biting down lightly.

Sparks shoot from where his mouth touches straight to my core. I can’t hold back anymore.

I need him inside me.

Slowly, I lower myself, allowing only the tip of his shaft to feel my wetness.

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