Page 60 of Guarding Bristol

Staring up at him in the taut silence, she undid the first one.

The muscles in his jaw bunched.

She skimmed her fingertips over warm skin covering the thick pad of muscle on his chest.He drew in a sharp breath, his gaze dropping to her mouth.

Bristol slid her hands lower, arousal pumping hot and sweet through her veins.She paused for a moment, just long enough to let him wonder whether she would continue or not before slowly undoing the next button.

Then another.And another, until most of his muscular chest was bared to her gaze.Gorgeous and masculine and begging to be explored.

Holding the worn, soft edges of the shirt in her hands, she leaned in and kissed the center of his chest.Couldn’t resist the urge to give a naughty stroke of her tongue right over his pounding heart.

A low growl sounded in his chest.Pure triumph shot through her when he plunged his hands into her hair, twisted her face up, and brought his mouth down on hers.

Chapter Twenty-One

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He purposely made thekiss hard, bordering on forceful to drive the point home.To punish her for pushing him past his limit.

She’d deliberately baited him into this.Now she was about to find out there was a price to pay for unleashing the beast inside him.

But instead of tensing in his hold or trying to stop this, Bristol melted into him.Her lips turned pliant beneath his, and she wound her arms around his back.Clinging to him, her lush breasts pressed into his chest.

Her unexpected reaction shifted something deep inside him.He couldn’t help but soften the kiss, unable to hold onto the frustration and anger in the face of her response.

She was so damned soft everywhere, from her heart and generous nature, to the luscious curves he couldn’t get enough of.Her pliant lips parted, allowing his tongue to delve inside and touch hers.Her soft moan went straight to his head, sending blood rushing from his brain to his groin.

It had been a long time for him.Well over a year since he’d had sex, with someone whose name he couldn’t even remember.His whole body craved release.But he wanted to get Bristol off first.Needed to.Wanted to watch her surrender completely to him before he sank deep into her soft warmth and took care of his own needs.

He spun her around so she was facing away from him, jerked her back against his body and held her there, her breathless gasp fanning the flames burning inside him.She shifted restlessly in his grip, rubbing her ass against the hard ridge of his erection trapped in his jeans, her arched position pushing up the outline of her breasts farther.

His mouth found the side of her neck.He nipped the soft, smooth skin there.Soothed the little sting with the stroke of his tongue as he moved his hands up her belly to the tempting mounds of her breasts.He cupped them through her shirt, savoring the feel and weight of them, the way they filled his palms.

A soft, broken moan escaped her when he found the hard nubs of her nipples and squeezed them between his thumbs and fingers.She shuddered, reached down impatiently to grab the hem of her shirt and started to peel it upward.

TJ pushed her hands aside and did it himself, reveling in the way she raised her arms and let him drag it over her head.His hungry gaze locked on the sight of the sheer black lace bra encasing her full breasts.He teased the hard pink nipples straining against the fabric, nipped the edge of her jaw when she gasped.

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