Yes, Ladies we all know it.
Here’s a hot scene to how your own love scene might play out.
At a loss for words, all of Jen’s well-thought-out plans flew out the window.
“I, uh.” She stared at him, the golden glow of his hair, the light stubble on his chin, the line of his jaw, the curve of his ears, the incredible shape of his lips.
Yes, she wanted his mouth on hers.
She sighed, and cupped both palms around his face. One taste, one little fortifying kiss, then she’d shed her coat and let him know exactly what she wanted.
Slowly, savoring each inch of the excitement until his mouth met hers, she guided seeking fingers to the nape of his neck and up into his hair. Their lips touched—so soft, the mint flavor of just-brushed teeth, and the hungry taste of mind-blowing sex.
Yeah, his awesome mouth was the reason why she’d gone out after midnight for a late night drive to his door.
Sanity vanished, and she kissed him with all the pent-up desire that had been building over the last six months, the year before Craig died, or maybe a life time of longing for someone to love her for herself. He drove her crazy, pressing forward, when problems held her back. Yet, she couldn’t let him go.
She didn’t know, didn’t care. All she wanted was to feast on him, his passion, his mouth, the taste of his tongue, the feel of his hands working on the buttons of the wool coat she’d fastened securely against the chill.
With a slide of fabric along the length of her arms, her coat dropped to the floor. Warm hands slipped across her new black teddy. Still, he didn’t appear to notice what she wore as his lips grew hungrier and his arms wrapped tighter, flattening her breasts against his chest.
His mouth broke free and she gasped for breath.
Hagan stroked her back, hips, shoulders—Man, what does she have on? Satin and lace caressed his palms. He edged back to look at the outfit she wore, and almost swallowed his tongue.
Lush creamy skin topped the edge of a black bustier, followed by smooth satin, which hugged a small waist and flared over hips. Below the high-cut bottom the flawless skin of her thighs glowed between taut elastic garters—an extension of the teddy. Dark stockings and stiletto-heels completed the sexy ensemble. Just the sight of her decked out in such an outfit shot fire to his crotch. “I hope you’re planning on spending the night, because there’s no way I’m letting you leave.”
She grinned and shifting out of his arms, did a little turn and then picked the coat up off the floor. She walked to the banister and threw it on the newel post. The thin strap of the teddy, she had on split her butt into two perfect round globes.
His mouth watered and he dashed forward, hot on her trail
The brown hair held at the nape of an elegant neck broke free from its clip as she glanced seductively over one shoulder. “Want to show me around?”
Her words reminded him of his earlier conversation with Brie. A mood killer if there ever was one.
He strolled forward and bent to retrieve the clip from the floor. His gaze caught the red nail polish adorning slender toes, slid up the long line of stocking-covered legs, and stopped dead on the wet spot staining the crotch of her teddy. He drew in a breath and drank in her sexy scent—hot, ready, and within inches of his face.
Enough. He threw the clip into the living room and captured her waist. Straightening, he lifted her against him and those long, sexy legs wrapped gracefully around him. Barely breathing, he mounted the stairs, but couldn’t resist a little teasing. “This is the hall.”
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