Page 52 of Torrid Love
I should feel guilty for ravishing my best friend’s mouth.
I should repent for wanting to dominate every part of her.
And God knows, I shouldn’t want to take possession of her sexy little body.
But I don’t feel an ounce of guilt.
I twist her blonde hair around my hand to control the slant of her mouth beneath mine and I deepen the kiss.
“You taste so fucking amazing, Dom. Tell me I can kiss you hard enough to bruise,” I growl.
“Kiss me hard, Rod.”
My cock swells in approval.
She’s no longer my best friend. She’s the woman I want more than my next breath.
Damn.
“Feel me, baby,” I order.
“What?”
“I want you to know exactly what you do to me.” I don’t wait for an answer. I let go of her hair, grab her hand and slide it down the ridge of my stomach, past my belt until her fingers curl around my hard cock.
“Oh, God,” she whimpers.
I squeeze both our hands tight and nearly black out from the sharp pulse tugging my balls.
“Fuck me.” I breathe those words like a solemn prayer.
When I inhale her arousing scent, my appetite for her kicks into overdrive. Claiming her mouth is no longer enough. I need more. A hell of a lot more.
With one last tongue stroke, I pull away from her and drop a soft kiss against her forehead.
“You stopped,” she complains.
“I just need a second to allow my heart to stop beating so fast,” I chuckle.
She glides her hand up my torso and places it against my chest. “Mine is beating fast too,” she says.
I mirror her gesture, but the result is vastly different.
I really intended on feeling the thumping rhythm of her heart against my palm, but unable to restrain myself, I grope her left breast. When I do, the fabric of her tank top shifts, revealing her naked right breast.
Shit.
I’m completely unprepared for this moment.
I’m going to hell for wanting to defile my best friend.
So be it.
“I don’t think you need this anymore,” I say, tugging at her top.
I stare at her, waiting for a protest. She offers a shy smile.
Grabbing the hem of her tank top, I pull the thin cotton fabric over her head. Dom’s exposed full breasts are a work of art.
