She opened her eyes and her heart stuttered. Braxton gripped the countertop, his arms flexing under the tight black T-shirt as his breathing increased.
The women were in the next room and Damon was somewhere outside, trying to stay out of sight.
For right now, they were alone in the kitchen.
Braxton crooked his finger at her. “Come here.”
She set the glass down and shook her head slowly.
“Kate. Now.” His voice was raspy and commanding and it made her panties wet. She knew without a doubt what would happen if she went to him. He’d take her right there, her jeans pushed down and her sweater pulled up, on the kitchen table. He wouldn’t care about the numerous set of eyes watching while he ravished her body.
“I don’t think so.”
“Why not?” He scorched her with those stormy gray eyes. She tried to step back, but her stubborn body wouldn’t obey.
“I’m afraid.”
“Of me?” A brief flicker of hurt coursed through his eyes.
“No. I’m afraid of losing my shirt.” She would have blushed if she wasn’t already so damned over heated. What the hell was wrong with her? She never would have said something like that to her ex. But then again, Braxton was nothing like her ex. Even though he was a werewolf, he was a far better man than Tom would ever be.
“You should be more worried about losing your panties, Kate.”
***
Braxton pushed off the counter and stalked around the obstacle until he was inches from Kate.
Mine!
Maybe he would have thought twice about what he was about to do if she hadn’t been standing there looking all flushed and licking her lips, like she was starving. He could smell her arousal from where he stood.
She wanted this as much as he did.
He pulled her into his arms, devouring her mouth with his. She went limp and sighed. He went hard and groaned.
If he kept her in bed for the next forty years, he still didn’t think he’d get enough of her.
He pulled away roughly, holding her face between his palms. “Where.”
It was more of a statement than a question.
“My room.”
He swung her up into his arms before she could change her mind and hurried to her bedroom. He kicked the door shut and set her on her feet.
“Lock it.” Kate’s husky voice made him want to rip her clothes off and thrust into her tight little body. He clenched his jaw as she gripped his T-shirt in her hands and pulled it up over his head.
He fumbled for the lock just as her hot mouth closed over his nipple. He sucked in a breath and wrapped his fingers around the back of her neck, urging her on. “Damn, baby, that feels good.”
She sucked hard, sending shivers through his veins. He tried not to plunge his fingers down her jeans and into her wet panties.
“Your turn.” He kicked off his jeans and growled. She had too many fucking clothes on.
He slipped her sweater over her head and tugged her jeans down, his finger sliding over her silky skin. He groaned in appreciation. She stood before him in nothing but a lacy peach bra and matching panties.
She blushed.
“I like it when you do that.” He gathered her into his chest and whispered against her neck. Reaching around, he unhooked her bra.
“When I do what?” she asked breathlessly.
“When you blush. Makes me feel like the big bad wolf.”
She nipped his shoulder. “You are the big bad wolf.”
Braxton quickly stripped off her bra and tossed it to the floor. His mouth closed around her taut nipple. She moaned as he teased and sucked the bud into his mouth. She tasted so fucking sweet. She arched under his mouth, pulling his head closer.
“More,” she moaned, her words shooting straight to his dick.
He swept her up into his arms and laid her across the bed. He liked the way her gaze drifted down his body and rested on his hardened erection.
“Big bad wolves are insatiable.”
Kate sucked in a breath and dragged her gaze back to his. “Thank God for that.”
Braxton knelt between her legs and hooked his thumbs in her panties. She rose up on her elbows to watch as he tugged them off.
He bent his head and licked at her sweet core.
“Braxton.” She fisted her fingers into his hair. “Don’t stop.”
“I won’t stop. I won’t ever stop.” That’s how he fucking felt. .
She jerked her hips to his face, her breathing growing faster. When he felt her body tremble, he closed his lips around her clit and sucked.
***
Kate cried out as she came, her body trembling under Braxton’s wicked mouth. Wave after wave of pleasure racked her body until she was unable to move. When the tremors finally subsided, he slid up her body and between her legs.
She moaned as he filled and stretched her body.
“Damn, baby. You feel so good,” he whispered between kisses. She clenched around him, earning another groan.
He moved against her, thrusting in and out at a torturous pace until she was writhing against him. She dug her nails into his back, needing more. “Faster, Braxton.”