Page 45 of Claiming His Wife
“Fun indeed,” she murmured, and reached down to grab her purse that was lying on the floor, “but I have to get home.”
“Do you?” he asked as he ran his fingers over her shoulder and down her collar bone leaving a trail of heat in its wake.
“What are we doing?” she asked, her voice breathless from the havoc his fingers were causing.
“I’ve missed you so much, wife,” his voice sounded breathless as well.
He pulled her closer, gently cradling her neck with his hand and he slipped his lips onto hers. He devoured her, as though this was their last night on Earth. Denied desires rode her with a vengeance, and she spiraled into the madness that drove moans out of her. She could taste a smoky spice on his tongue.Brandy,her mind supplied; she could get drunk on that taste alone. He scooped her up by her thighs and settled her atop his, before pressing his body against her and intensifying their kiss.
Finn broke the kiss and breathed heavily against her neck as he whispered, "You don't know what you do to me. You don't know how happy you have made me." He tried to kiss her again but Kalilah ducked her face.
If what she did to him was anything like she felt, then they were well and truly lost.
“Look at me." It was a command but more than the tone, his voice held promises and they weakened her. How could she even begin to resist the hold he had on her? But she did.
Kalilah tried to get off him and put some distance between them, but he held on to her.
"I didn't come here for this, Finn." He leaned towards her, and her body was shamelessly drawn to his.
“Why did you come then?" he challenged, confident of his victory. Confident in her responses, even if her lips said no, her body had melted under his hands.
“I came to..." Her voice was too breathy; she took a deep breath and tried again. "I came to discuss my residence."
“Something we could have done at my office," he returned with a smile that promised carnal things to come. Her body wanted everything in that smile. Her body clenched around nothing and she almost moaned out loud. She sucked in air as he stalked her with single-minded intensity. She couldn’t even turn her eyes away from his, not when the look in his eyes resounded in her, when it brought her senses to life.
“Tell me why you came to my place, Lilah.” The words were delivered in a husky voice that wrapped itself around her like a thick blanket, except it offered no comfort, only madness.
“Not for this,” she breathed, trying to hide her face in case he could read the truth there.
“Liar!" he retorted and tilted her head up to face his.
Kalilah sighed as his warm lips returned, wreaking havoc on her senses. He moved to the long, slender column of her throat, nipped at her collarbones and kissed the hollow of her throat, before trailing his tongue along her skin in a lingering kiss. She wanted his lips on hers, his tongue dueling with hers, but he refused her. Tantalizing and torturing all at once, it proved too much for her body. She began to move her hips, which caused her to feel his erection. Her body hungered for more, much more. Kalilah swallowed the lump that threatened to cut off her breathing.
“Please," she moaned, and Finn groaned at the breathy, pleading voice. He was a sucker for her voice, and it was especially potent now that she was wild with desire. He covered her mouth with his and tasted her lips again and again. Coffee and her – a heady aphrodisiac.
Her hand curled around his neck as she leaned into his embrace. She wanted to feel him, her hands roamed his broad back and suddenly she was unwilling to have a piece of clothing holding her back from her prize.
"Please." She tugged at his shirt and Finn shrugged it off in one smooth move.
Her hands landed on his body and he shivered at the airy touch. She moved over him, her eyes trailing everywhere she touched. Lower, and lower still until she brushed his belt buckle.
Finn captured her hands and drew her into another kiss. She eased away and stroked lower, her fingers intent on discovery.
"Please."
Finn groaned, "Are you sure you want to? There won't be any erasing this, I won't conveniently forget it if you wake up with regrets tomorrow. I don't want you to regret this when you wake up tomorrow."
“I want you.” She looked at him with such a hunger as she said those words, and he knew he would never be able to deny her; not this, not anything.
“Let’s move this to our bed then," he ordered.Our?A raw urgency ripped through him as he then hauled her up fireman's style and raced into his bedroom. He paused at the foot of his bed and he placed her gently onto it.
The setting was suddenly intimate. He didn’t have a shirt on. Kalilah bit her lips as she looked at the view. His broad chest had well-defined muscles, beaten to perfection by hours at the gym.
The muscles rippled, and when she tested their firmness, her fingers bounced.
She looked up to gauge his reaction to that. Finn wore a heated look that had her pulling her hand away.
"Don’t you dare pull your hand away, touch me wherever you want to," he invited.
