After turning around, I walked back to him, cupping his face with my frosty hands as I planted a slow, passionate kiss on his lips, then ran my hands through his soft hair, tugging it just enough to pull him in deeper. Holding both sides of his face, I rocked into him, telling him without words what I desired most.
Claiming his mouth, I delved deeper with my tongue and tilted my hips again, feeling him solid against me down below. I’d climb inside this man if I could.
He kissed me back with even more heat than I had been giving, exploring my body with his hands until they stopped and firmly squeezed my ass. I moaned and seized the opportunity, jumping up against him, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist.
Holding on to him with one hand still tugging at his soft curly hair, I held onto his toned back and shoulder muscles with the other. The bulge in his pants was right where I wanted it, unmistakable and hard—the scrumptious dessert I’d been asking for all along.
With connection maintained at our lips, Matthew turned us around, placed me on the cold surface of the granite countertop, and moved in close between my thighs. He pulled away, releasing my lips just enough to place his forehead on mine. We gasped for a vital breath, sharing the air between us, his hands grasping firm at my waist.
He leaned back and looked at me with a hedonistic glint in his eyes. The sight had my heart racing, my lungs gasping for air, and my pussy drenched with need.
“Jess.” He paused only momentarily, a swirling mix of conflicting emotions in his eyes. “I want to. Believe me, I want more than anything right now to take you to your bed and make love with you, but . . . "
Hot and Bothered?
Hot and Bothered scenes. Just click the Book Boyfriends Cafe picture below.