Page 24 of Every Move You Make
He reached her just as she swiped the key card to her room and caught her elbow as she stepped inside. She gasped when he pulled her back and spun her toward him. Her back hit the wall behind her as he towered over her, his body blocking her escape.
And suddenly, the familiarity of the moment struck him. It was the same tension crackling between them. The same closeness. The same woman staring up at him with those wide, stormy eyes. Just likethatnight.
“Why do you keep running away from me?” he asked, looking into her eyes. And then a corner of his mouth tipped up. “The more you run from me, Shauna, the more I feel like chasing you.”
“Why can’t you just let me be?” she demanded, her voice tight. “Just… just leave me alone.”
Yet even as she said it, she didn’t make the slightest move to step away from him. She remained exactly where she was, pressed against the wall, his hand still wrapped around her arm, her eyes locked with his. With every passing second, the brown of her eyes seemed to darken further, heat flickering in their depths.
He brushed a strand of her hair away from her face. “That is exactly my problem. No matter how many times I tell myself to walk away… I can’t seem to leave you alone.”
Which was the absolute, bloody truth. Every time she ran from him, the urge to chase her only grew stronger. This need to catch her and show her how she responded to him when his hands were on her pulsed through his veins like a relentless rhythm. No matter how complicated their past was, or how much worse their future could be, he just couldn’t leave her the hell alone.
Fuck.
She stared at him. “Are you drunk?”
He laughed softly. “Maybe.”
But he knew it wasn’t the alcohol. The whiskey wasn’t making his head spin. It was her. The warmth of her skin inches from his, the faint scent of her perfume wrapping around him, the soft rise and fall of her breath… all of it was enough to blur his senses. Shauna Sehgal was bloody intoxicating. And right now, he felt thoroughly drunk on her.
He cupped her cheeks in his hands, his thumbs caressing her skin.
“What is it about you?” he murmured.
For a moment, she simply stared at him, her breathing uneven. Then her hands came up, curling tightly around his wrists.
“What is it aboutyou?” Her voice was rougher now. “I should stay far away from you. I should ask you to go away and leave me alone.” Her grip tightened slightly. “And yet… here I am… apparently incapable of doing that.”
He leaned into her, slowly, deliberately. Giving her plenty of time to push him away… to tell him to stop… to turn her face. She did none of those things. Instead, she lifted her chin. And met him halfway.
Her lips touched his, and a feeling of utter rightness settled inside his soul. Heat rushed through him as he drew her closer. His hand slid to the back of her neck, holding her there as his mouth moved hungrily over hers.
And she gave in to him, completely. Her lips softened beneath his, responding in a way that sent a fierce rush through him.
Her fingers tightened into the front of his shirt as she kissed him back with equal urgency. His tongue slid against hers, slow and deliberate, and she shivered. God, she tasted incredible—so dangerous and tempting, like the promise of reckless nights and choices he knew he shouldn’t make.
And yet, standing here with her, he found himself wanting to be reckless.
Without breaking the kiss, she grabbed his arm and pulled him further into the room. Shauna pressed closer to him, the pressure of her tongue more urgent, more demanding now. His body began to throb. Lust slammed into him. The world outside disappeared. All he could feel was her. She trailed kisses down his throat, suckling at the base of his neck, her teeth nipping and her tongue soothing the sting in alternating strokes. A sharp, electric sensation shot through him, unraveling whatever control he had left.
Her hands moved to his shirt, quickly unbuttoning it, and then she leaned forward and pressed her mouth to his chest. He sucked in a harsh breath. Her teeth scraped his skin, and he growled. His hands fisted her hair as her mouth roamed over his chest, then up and then down and then to the side, and then to the base of his neck. Fuck, he was painfully hard, his entire body demanding release, needing what only she could give him.
He lifted her off the floor and laid her gently on the bed. Climbing over her, he tugged the zipper of her strapless maxidown, slowly peeling it away along with her bra and panties until she lay bare beneath him.
For a moment he simply stared. Fuck. She was beautiful.
His gaze moved slowly over her, taking in her flushed face, those sexy kiss-swollen lips, the soft curve of her breasts, and the smooth line of her flat belly. His hands caressed her breasts, and her eyes darkened with heat.
Leaning down, he claimed one rosy tip, swirling his tongue around one nipple. She whimpered, and her hands flew to the back of his head, holding him to her as he sucked the pebbled tip over and over. Her head thrashed from side to side as his hand squeezed her other breast. He then switched his attention to the other breast, enjoying the sounds coming out of her mouth. He bit her nipple, and she gasped. He swirled his tongue over the bite again and again, making her shudder and shake.
Shauna tugged him down on top of her. His bare skin met hers, and she moaned. Twisting her fingers through his hair, she claimed his mouth in a deep kiss that set his blood on fire. She pushed her core against his hardening body, and his heart rate kicked up. God, this woman knew exactly how to make him hot and hard. He covered her lips with his again. Their mouths melded while his body moved with hers. A desperate hunger for her surged through his blood. The need to claim her, to make her his, pulsed inside him like a steady beat.
Gathering whatever little control he had left, he raised himself slightly and trailed his hands lower. He caressed her bare belly, moving across her waist, and then lower down her thighs. He pressed a finger to her core and found her wet and ready for him.
“Akash, please,” she begged. “I’m burning…”
Oh, he knew exactly what she needed. He pushed a long finger inside her. Fuck. She was so tight, so wet. A second finger joined the first, and he scissored them inside her, enjoying herneedy moans and her heavy breaths. His fingers curved inside her warmth, and he pressed his thumb to that tight bundle of nerves at her core. Shauna gasped, and then she began to buck wildly against him. Her body tightened; her breathing turned ragged. Wrapping her arms around him, she slammed her mouth to his before her whole body convulsed around him.
