Page 106 of Risky Obsession

“What are you doing?” I whispered though I didn’t want him to stop.

His lips captured mine in a fiery kiss, and I clung to him, digging my fingers into his shoulders, desperate for more of his touch.

Passion consumed me like wildfire, erasing every thought. His hands cruised around my back, pressing my body to his, and the bulge in his groin fueled my desire.

His tongue glided against mine, hot and wet, and I melted into him . . . feeling him, wanting him so badly I thought I’d burst.

I rubbed my hand over his groin, and he pulled back, breaking our kiss.

Our breaths mingled with the charged air between us. His eyes bore into mine, undressing me, devouring me. A breath escaped my throat, and Kane pulled me to him again, crushing his mouth to mine. Our kiss was heated, wild.

Amazing.

I pulled his shirt from his pants, and my fingers trembled as I frantically undid his buttons.

He found the side zipper on my dress, and with one swift movement, it was loosened. The garment pooled at my feet, leaving me naked from the waist up.

My nipples hardened as I peeled his shirt off his shoulders, desperate to caress his flesh.

He cupped my breasts, and as our kiss deepened, I roamed my hands over his chest, tracing the lines of his toned body. He pulled me closer, running his warm hands up and down my spine, and he squeezed my ass, igniting a fire inside me that demanded to be stoked.

I fumbled with the button on his trousers, begging to see the bulge in his pants that needed releasing. He eased back and as his lust-fueled gaze traveled from my mouth to my breasts, he shed his trousers, tossing them aside with his socks.

His stunning body was a work of art. Perfect muscular chest. Flawless olive skin. And the line of hair that ran from his sexy navel and disappearedinto the elastic of his jockey shorts turned me on like nothing I’d experienced before.

But it was the bulge in his jocks that made my insides pound to an exotic beat.

I stepped forward, and our mouths met in a feverish quest to taste each other. The friction between our bare chests stoked the fire inside me, and I slid my hand into his jocks and wrapped my hand around his cock.

His expert fingers teased my nipples, and I arched my back, begging for more. As his silky flesh glided beneath my fingers, a storm of emotions brewed inside me. I would implode if I didn’t get him deep inside me right now.

He trailed his lips down my neck, planting kisses, and I gasped when his tongue flicked over my skin. His touch was exquisite torture, and as if he read my craving for more, he slid off my panties.

As I kicked them away, our mouths met in a kiss that stole every thought from my mind. Skin met skin in a fevered exploration as he guided me back to the bed.

Before we lay down, he eased away and his eyes roamed over me, taking in every curve, every tremble of my body. He traced my collarbone with his finger, then dipped into my cleavage, sending shivers down my spine. His tongue swept over his incredible lips and the anticipation was almost more than I could bear.

“Kane.” His name whispered off my tongue.

His gaze returned to mine, and the rapture in his irises stole my breath away.

His muscles flexed as he gripped my waist, guiding me onto the soft covers.

He sucked my nipple into his mouth, and a moan tumbled from my throat as I clawed my fingers through his thick hair. His hand glided between my thighs, and I parted my legs, giving him permission to explore my throbbing core. He glided his finger up my hot folds and gasping, I arched my back and dug my nails into his shoulders. My insides curled and inflamed, and my mind screamed at him to touch me again, claim me . . .make me his.

His mouth captured mine and as our tongues dueled for attention, I clawed my fingers over his scalp, silently begging his roaming hand to enterme.

Finally, he plunged his finger inside me and as I gasped against his mouth, he moaned. His finger ground over my clit, drawing out sensations that blew my mind. Tingles raced to every nerve and the orgasm building inside me demanded to be released.

He explored my body like a magician. His mouth captured my moans as he thrust his finger harder, driving into me with wild intensity.

“Oh yes.” I planted my feet on the bed and raised my ass, opening my legs, begging him to take me over the edge.

His fingers delved deeper into me as his mouth devoured mine. My mind raced, and my heart pounded in my chest. The teasing inside me grew stronger and as he pushed two fingers inside me, his thumb teased my clit.

“Yes!” I cried out. My insides clenched around him, and my body shuddered into a thousand quivering pieces.

Kane continued to drive his fingers inside me until I melted onto the covers, gasping for breath.