Page 18 of The Love Bargain

When I run my thumb along her cheek, her plump lips part, and she shivers. There’s so much desire in her eyes, so much of everything I crave. She stares at me as if I hung the moon.

I’m overwhelmed by powerful desire when her lips part, wanting to draw the moment out forever. I want her to understand the magnitude of what I’m feeling and share the intensity of my emotion, but I can’t wait any longer. I’m desperate for her kiss.

She trusts me, and I appreciate having the privacy to explore each other without the worry of being watched or, worse, getting caught.

I thread my fingers through her silky hair and skim my nose across it, letting her scent wash over me. She smells like flowers and sunshine and all the good things that remind me of spring.

When I brush my lips against the back of her neck, I’m overwhelmed by longing, and my mind goes hazy with desire.

The electricity between us grows so strong, it’s palpable.I run my left hand slowly down her arm, her fine hairs lifting with each lingering caress until I reach her wrist. As soon as I touch her, a million tiny sparks of electricity seem to dance around us.

Her body quivers at my touch, and I feel an overwhelming urge to keep exploring her soft, supple skin. It feels erotic and romantic at the same time, and I never want to stop touching her.

Every nerve inside me blazes. I’ve never felt anything like it, and I’m certain by how she responds to my touch that the feeling is mutual.

As I place open-mouthed, passionate kisses along the side of her neck, her breathing becomes shallow and erratic, her shoulders heaving. She mewls little sounds of pleasure, showing me how much she wants me. The urge to kiss her everywhere is so strong, and I can’t resist any longer.

“Sabine?”

“Yes?” Her voice is dreamy and soft. I’m dying to feel my lips press against hers, to feel her body close to mine.

“Can I kiss you?”

She nods invitingly, and my heart races. I tuck a finger under her chin, and she blinks up at me.

I’ve waited years for a taste of her, and I’m not going to waste another second. I lean over, pressing my mouth against hers. Our lips meet, and I kiss her softly and tenderly, honored to glimpse her secret self, the side she doesn’t share with many people.

“You’re mine,” I growl before taking her mouth.

Some kisses turn you on. They start off soft and slow, but you can feel them all over your skin. Then you feel them all over your body until their power sinks into your bones. Others stop time.

I feel her warmth and softness and know I’ll never forget this moment. Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her closer, never wanting to let go. The kiss seems to last forever, yet it still isn’t long enough.

Chapter8

Dream come true

Ryland

Kissing has never felt like this. I slide my tongue between her lips, and she opens for me. Our breath mingles, becoming one. Her sweetness is intoxicating.

She threads her fingers through my hair, cupping the back of my head like she can’t get enough of kissing me. I can’t get enough of her, either.

Sabine melts into me, her warm, pliant body is so soft in my arms. She moves with me, gliding against my chest, her breasts pushing into me, as she plays with the hair on the back of my neck.

The need to have my lips all over her and explore every inch of her body becomes urgent.

She lifts my shirt over my head, letting it fall to the floor. She eyes me appreciatively as her hands roam across my arms, tracing patterns over the contours of my body. She runs her fingers up my chest, and my cock grows hard. I need to make her mine in every way.

I rake my eyes over her body. “Strip for me.”

“Is that what you want?” I feel her eyes on me as I park my ass on a chair. Lacing my hands behind my head, I nod, hoping the distance between us gives her the confidence to strip.

“Do it nice and slow.”

She unzips her dress and drops a shoulder strap, taking her time to tease me. “More?” she asks seductively.

“Take it off,” I say, my voice gruff like a command. “Take it all off so I can see you.”

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