Page 177 of Fierce Storm
“Keeley, I lost my willpower the second I walked into the bathroom.” I dry her shoulders, smiling when her jaw drops.
“You did?’
“Yep.”
“Then why the hell are you taking so long?” She grabs the towel from my hand and wraps it around her hair, almost falling as she does. And when she’s finished, she reaches for a second towel, quickly wiping herself down. “All done.” She smiles brightly, making me laugh.
“What about your back?” I take the towel from her hand and turn her around to face the mirror, holding her waist as I pat her back dry. When I’m done, I drop the towel and hold her with both hands as I lean down, pressing my lips to her shoulder, finally giving in to my burning desire.
Curling my hands farther around her from behind, I splay them over her stomach, brushing a thumb against her breast as I press my body against hers, letting her feel how much I want this. How much I want her.
She gasps softly, and I meet her gaze in the mirror, kissing a path down her neck as she melts into me.
Her hands cover mine and she curls her fingers, running the tips back and forth over my skin, her touch soft and caressing. I let out a soft groan against her neck, and her pulse races against my lips, sending a spark right through me.
“I think it’s time I took you to bed,” I whisper when her head falls back onto my shoulder and her breath hitches.
“Please.”
Without another word, I lift her into my arms and carry her into the bedroom, only pausing when I get to the bed.
I gently ease her onto the mattress, positioning her on the pillow before grabbing the spare and arranging it under her foot.
She opens her mouth to speak until I press a kiss to the skin above the cast, pushing her other leg farther away, spreading her for me.
With my eyes locked on her core, I swallow a lump in my throat, clearing it before I speak. “I know we’ve both beenwaiting for this, but I’m going to take my time. I want us to always remember this moment.”
Keeley nods as she lifts to her elbows, her wild gaze meeting mine. “Good thing I have nowhere else to be.”
Chapter Forty-Nine
SALVATORE
Keeley lays her head back down to the pillow, and I’m about to kiss a path up her leg when she stops me.
“Wait. Come here.” She curls her finger, gesturing for me to move closer, and I walk around the bed, standing near her head. “Keep coming.”
I climb onto the bed, straddling myself over her, and smile when she bites her lip. Leaning down, I nibble a trail down her neck, and she lets out a delicious moan before pushing me backward. “That’s not what I wanted. I’m naked. I need to level the playing field.” She lies back again, pulling me down with her so she can unbutton my shirt, her eyes raking over my chest when the shirt falls open.
“Mmm. Much better, thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Now, can I get back to it? Since you’ve had your fix.”
“Please do. I think you were about to kiss my knee.”
“Thank you for the reminder.” I chuckle but change my plan, kissing a path from her shoulder to her breasts instead, smiling as she quivers beneath me.
“That feels nice.”
“How about this?” I swirl my tongue over her right nipple, then gently bite down when it pebbles, my hand on her stomach as her hips buck.
“So good,” she rushes out, curling her fingers into my hair, her delicate touch making me shiver.
I lave her swollen bud, alternating between licking and sucking, teasing until she’s writhing beneath me. Her breathing picks up as I release my hold and move across her chest, giving the same attention to the other side, caressing her nipple until it’s marble hard.
She moans and reaches for my pants, but I push her hand away, taking that as my cue to move down her body, my hands gliding across her skin as I kiss a path toward her center.
I pause when my chin hits the apex of her thighs, breathing her in as I stare up at her, taking in her wanton expression.
