Her tongue darted out and swiped at the corner of her mouth, which was bad for him because now he was focused on those luscious lips. His blood rushed through him, a shot of heat that went straight to his cock.
“Nothing,” she replied softly. “I told you, he’s just a friend.”
“Right. You said that.” Link inched closer and bent forward. “And what kind of friend am I?”
“Link,” she began, but then stumbled over her words. “What do you want from me?”
“You. In my bed. Naked and hot and sweaty because I’ve just made you come for the third time.”
“Jesus,” she said. “We can’t—”
“Bullshit.” Her eyes widened, and a spark of anger lit him up. “This isn’t rocket science, Elise. This is basic human nature. This is a man wanting a woman who wants him. And in case you’ve forgotten, this is a man who knows how to use his hands and fingers.” He inhaled savagely when her breath caught. “A man who likes using his tongue.”
“Link.”
“I’m not done, because there’s more to this story.” He paused, his body tight, his mind going places he needed to stay away from or he’d have her naked and bent over before she could stop him. And he had something to say.
“This here, this thing between us, doesn’t come around often. I should know. I’ve been with a lot of women, and none of them come close to making me as crazy as you do. And I know you want me, but I can’t figure out why you’re fighting it. Is it the age thing? Because I don’t care, Elise. At all. I thought we were beyond that. But if you do, then…”
“Then what?” Her chin tilted up.
He took the last step until he was so close, he could count the freckles on her nose. “Then my mouth and tongue and my long, dextrous fingers will be nothing but a memory, and that’s sad. Plus…” She was panting ,and damn, but he was as hard as a rock.
“Plus?”
He leaned forward until his mouth was a whisper away from her cheek. “Remember that thing I do when I’m deep inside you and you’re bent over? That thing with my hip that makes you—”
“Link.” His name was a whisper. He tried like hell not to grin like a damn fool. Her eyes weren’t on his. They were on his mouth, and when she bit her lower lip, he couldn’t help himself.
He dipped his head and slid his mouth over hers. He kissed her long and hard, and then he kissed her some more. She all but melted into him, and when he cupped her ass and pulled her so close there was no way she couldn’t feel his hard-on, she groaned into his mouth.
Link dragged his lips from hers and splayed his hands across her butt. She was flush against him, and it was painful and erotic to have her this close, even with all these damn clothes between them.
“Christ, I’ve missed you. I just wanted to talk because we’ve got some things that need sorting, but I don’t know, El… I don’t know if I can stop unless you make me. It’s been too long. Tell me you want me to stop.” His voice sounded harsh. He made no effort to hide the effect she had on him. Hell, he wanted her to know how badly he she affected him. But he also wanted her in the driver’s seat. He was riding the edge of no return, all from one taste. One kiss that had nearly brought him to his knees. “Elise?” he asked roughly.
Her lips bruised from his was a damn good look, and she trembled and shook against him as if her knees were weak. He gripped her butt tight with his left hand, while the right slipped under her chin and nudged her head up.
“Tell me to stop, and I will.” He sounded like an animal, but it was nothing close to the heat that bubbled beneath his skin.
Her lips parted and she exhaled slowly, then she reached for him, and his blood sang at her touch.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered.
Link didn’t answer. He bent forward and claimed her mouth once more.