Page 123 of Fostering Chemistry
We talked for hours, sometimes sitting next to each other, sometimes stretched out on the bed, sometimes touching eachother’s bodies, rubbing backs and shoulders, and occasionally kissing.
It was one of the best nights of my life. I felt so close to him, which is what I’d wanted from the start. It just seemed like, with the way we’d first met, I wasn’t going to get it.
We talked until we were both too exhausted to go on. One goodnight kiss turned into another, but it was soft and gentle and unhurried.
I fell asleep in his arms—and was still there when I awoke.
It was a perfect night.
35
MIA
“Letme go out and make sure the coast is clear.”
Wrapped in my robe the next morning, I blinked at Diego. “Huh?” He had no right to look this damn good right after rolling out of bed. “Aaron and Cody know I was in here with you all night.”
“Just stay here a minute.”
The combination of his sexy wink and smile won me over. “All right.”
After the amazing night we spent together, I was more than willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. Then he came back, a gleam in his eye.
“All right, you’re good to go.”
“What are you up to?” I asked suspiciously.
“There’s only one way to find out.”
“Okay.” I was game.
I started past him, heading for the door, but he caught my wrist and spun me around. With his hips, he nudged me back and put his palm on the wall next to my head. With his other hand, he tilted my chin up and laid his mouth on mine.
His lips were warm and firm as he coaxed my mouth open. His hand slid down my side, teasing and squeezing. I whimpered as he ravished my mouth.
Being pressed up against the wall reminded me very much of what happened in the restaurant. My nipples hardened, and I ground myself against him. He was already hard. He fisted a handful of my hair and tilted my head to the side, nuzzling my neck while I tried to catch my breath. When he stepped back, I almost slid down the wall, so overwhelmed.
“W-what was that?” I said, not that I was complaining.
He shrugged. “Something to remember me by.” He didn’t have to worry I’d forget a kiss likethat.
He peeked out into the hallway again. What was the deal with him? Was he expecting an attack or something?
“All right. Go to your right,” he said.
“Thank you, but I remember where the living room is.”
But I didn’t make it to the living room.
As I was passing the little office used by visiting law clients, the door popped open, and Aaron was there, a wicked grin on his lips. He grabbed me and tugged me into the room, slamming the door behind us. Then he pushed me up against it, his hands circling my wrists and pressing them against the door over my head. His mouth was on mine before I could even catch mybreath, and I moaned as the hormones that Diego had fired up returned with a vengeance. God, it felt good as he kissed me.
His thigh nudged between my legs, and I couldn’t help spreading them. His hard, firm muscles were pressing against my slit. I strained against his hands where he encircled my wrists, wanting to grab him, wanting to rake my fingers through his hair, but he kept me pinned as he thoroughly took my mouth.
Then he let go, and I almost fell again. I was beginning to sense a pattern here. These men were determined to catch me off guard and leave me breathless.
Not that I could say I minded.
Then Aaron opened the door and looked out, just like Diego had. Obviously they’d planned this, but I wasn’t sure what the endgame was.
