Page 6 of Trouble
He froze momentarily, stopped talking and then kissed me back, reclaiming my lips and crushing me to him.
I’d dreamed of this moment for so long.
Now it was finally happening. The tingling that started in my hands radiated throughout my whole body. My knees were weak and if Maddox wasn’t holding me, I’m sure I would have crumpled to the floor.
Pressed again his body, I could feel his erection and I smiled into him, triumphant my plan appeared to have worked. His tongue traced the full softness of my lips and I succumbed to his feather-light touch. My nipples tightened as he grazed the pad of his thumb along the nape of my neck.
“Maddox,” I sighed against his mouth.
He stopped and pulled back, breaking the kiss as quickly as it had started, creating space between us again. He rubbed his jaw with his hand, brows drawn together in an agonized expression. “Why’d you do that?” The color had drained from his cheeks, although I noted the blood hadn’t left every part of his anatomy. His erection still pressed against the button fly of his jeans.
“I had to shut you up somehow.” I fixed him with a stare as I unbuttoned the trench coat. “It was that or this.” Shrugging the garment off my shoulders, I let it slip to the ground and watched as his jaw dropped.
