Page 89 of Inexplicable

His mouth was on mine and kissing the hell out of me before I could say anything.

Our tongues glided together in an explosive union that was sinful and sultry.

“Brock,” I said breathlessly as he finally released my lips before he nipped and licked his way down the sensitive skin of my neck.

“Speak now or I’m getting you naked,” he warned in a husky tone.

Oh, to hell with my nervousness.

I was quickly getting over it.

“I’m not speaking,” I answered in a siren’s voice that I didn’t recognize.

God, I wanted this man, and I wasn’t going to let my self-doubt ruin something I’d wanted almost since we’d met.

I unlinked our fingers and reached for the hem of my shirt.

He helped me pull it over my head and then tossed it to the side of the bed.

“Perfect,” he rasped as his mouth latched onto one nipple, nipping and laving at the hard peak before he moved to the other.

“Yes,” I murmured as my back arched, the feel of his mouth on my breasts going directly to my core.

I sucked in a sharp breath as I felt his tongue trail from the side of my breast to my nipple.

He was licking over an old, faded scar there.

Over and over.

Like he could soothe the harshness of that injury with his gentler touch.

It was such a tender act that it brought tears to my eyes.

I speared my hands into his hair, urging him as close to me as he could get.

Any thought of hiding my scars had fled from my mind.

Brock Miller was going to worship my body, scars and all.

I sighed as he moved lower, licking his way down my body.

My sleep shorts and my panties were slid down my legs and discarded so smoothly that I barely registered that he’d taken them off.

My core flooded with heat, and I was burning to get Brock inside me.

“Fuck me,” I panted.

“Not happening,” he told me hoarsely right before he nipped my hip playfully. “I’ve been wanting another taste of your sweet pussy since I got the last one.”

Oh, dear God. I might not live through that again.

Having his mouth on me had rocked my entire world and made me come harder than I thought was even possible.

“I’ll come really hard,” I warned him.

He chuckled.

He actually chuckled.