Page 27 of Sacrifice
“He does.” A thoughtful smile curves her mouth.
She takes a step closer, adjusting the strap on her shoulder. There’s a foot or so between us, but I’m unable to resist her now. I reach out and grab her hand, pulling her into my arms. I can’t pass up the chance to be near her, especially now that I have her all alone.
“Do you know how badly I want to kiss you right now?” I whisper, our fingers tangling together. Her body relaxes. She shrugs the bag off, letting it drop to the floor near our feet.
“How much?” She bites her lip and her eyelashes flutter.
I trace her jaw, brushing her hair out of her face. I lean in, pressing a soft kiss against her lips and mutter, “Fuck,” at the taste of her.
She laughs and tilts her head back, gazing into my eyes. She glides her hand around the back of my neck, urging me to kiss her again. This time when our lips connect, I don’t hold back.
The front door is open behind us. The sunlight filters through the screen door, although it’s fairly shaded as the sun has started to set.
I take a step backwards, leaning against the wall, and pull her along with me. I grip her hips and spin her, caging her in, earning me a yelp in the process. She tilts her head back and laughs as I go in for the kill, kissing along her collarbone, nipping her skin until I reach her earlobe.
“You drive me wild with how badly I want you,” I groan.
She tilts her head to the side. A silent invitation, and I take it. I’ll fuckin’ take it and everything she’s willing to give me. Since the moment I walked into the studio, I haven’t been able to think about anything but her.
Her hands find mine and our fingers tangle together. I raise them above her head, pinning her in place. When I ease up to make sure I haven’t pushed it too far, I’m ready to collapse to my knees at the sight of the desire glossing her eyes. Her lips are red and swollen from mine.
She bucks her hips toward me and, goddamn, she’s a sight to see.
“Tell me,” she mutters, catching me by surprise. “Show me.”
She’s as sweet as she looks, but the sound of her enticing me with her dirty mouth has my dick so damn hard it’s impossible not to want her right here.
“Tell you what, beautiful? What do you want to know?
“Corbin,” she moans when I step in close, lifting my thigh between her legs. Her small denim shorts have been teasing me, showing off those toned legs. Her chest is blotchy red, evident she’s feeling this as much as I am.
“Say it,” I urge her on, capturing her mouth in another kiss. She squeezes her eyes shut. So when I pull back, it takes her a second to blink her eyes open and focus on mine.
“What do you want?”
Her throat bobs when she forces a swallow and her eyes lose focus, gazing past me.
“It’s been so long since I’ve felt wanted, like I do when I’m around you.” She sucks in a deep breath. “I want you to show me how badly you want me.”
“Fuck,” I groan, releasing her arms, hiking her leg over my hip. I tip her chin up, wanting her eyes on mine when she feels how much badly my body craves her.
When I grind my dick against her, it takes everything in me not to come at the sound of her moan bubbling up from her chest. If she wanted to know how I felt, if she needed validation of how badly my body aches for her, I’ll give it to her. I’ll never let her forget it, either.
“You feel this, Hae?” I ask. Her head rolls back, her hands clutching onto my arms, holding her up. “If I wasn’t worried about half your neighborhood, including our friends, seeing us, I’d be on my knees in front of you right now.”
Her eyes flutter, and she thrusts her hips toward me once again.
“Is that what you want?” I lean in close, whispering against her ear. “Is the thought of me touching you turning you on?”
“Yes,” she chokes out.
I release her leg, letting it drop to the floor and trail my fingers over her hip. Her tank top is pulled up, her tanned skin teasing me above her shorts.
I brush my finger along the edge of the denim, barely caressing her soft skin. Her body trembles with need as I flick the button of her shorts.
“Are you sure?”
Her eyes burn into me, staring down at where my hand is paused at her waist. I release the button of her shorts and slowly unzip them, leaving them sitting low on her hips. I spot the black lace of her panties, my finger skimming over the thin material.
