Page 31 of August’s Cowboy Braxton

My hands followed over bare skin. The curve of her waist. The softness of her breasts under my palms.

Her breath broke against my mouth. "Braxton."

Damn, I wanted to hear my name like that again. I lowered my mouth to her throat, then her collarbone, taking my time while her hands moved over my back. When I kissed lower, she arched into me and tangled her fingers in my hair.

"You're beautiful."

"You're supposed to say that."

I lifted my head as I slid one hand down her side and over her hip. "I'm supposed to keep my hands off you."

"Clearly I've stopped worrying about what I'm supposed to do." Her smile disappeared when I kissed her again.

This time she reached for my belt. Her fingers made quick work of it, and the scrape of the leather through the buckle sent a fresh rush of heat through me.

"Damn, woman."

"What?"

"You're making it very hard to take this slow."

"Then don't."

That nearly finished what was left of my control. I backed her toward the bed. She sat on the edge and pulled me between her knees, kissing my stomach before looking up at me.

There wasn't anything polished about her now. Her hair was tangled, lips swollen, and shirt hanging open. And those green eyes told me exactly what she wanted… me.

I eased her back onto the mattress and followed. Clothes came off between kisses until there was nothing left to hide behind. Then I let myself look at her. All of her.

She shifted under my stare and brought her hands up to hide herself.

"Don't."

Her eyes narrowed. "You said that before."

"And I meant it."

I ran my hands slowly along her sides. "Don't hide from me."

Her expression softened. Then she pulled me down.

I kissed my way over her body, learning every place that made her gasp, every touch that made her move closer instead of away. Her hands tightened on my shoulders when I settled between her thighs, and the sound she made nearly destroyed me.

I lifted my head. "Tell me what you want."

"You."

"You’ve got me. Can you be a little more specific?"

Heat flashed through her eyes. “I want everything."

I moved back over her and braced myself above her. "You sure you won't regret this?"

Her hand curled around the back of my neck. "Never."

That ended whatever restraint I had left. I kissed her hard. She met me with the same hunger, wrapping herself around me and pulling me closer until every inch of us was pressed together.

I still watched her. Couldn't help it. Watched every change in her face. Every catch of her breath. Every little sign that told me she wanted more.