Her lower lip came out in a hard-to-resist, sexy pout. “You’re a tease.”
“I’m anything but a tease, but if I tell you what I want to do, I doubt we’re going to talk for long.” He was already aroused, and thinking about what he wanted to do to her only made him want it—her—more. He slid his hand to the nape of her neck and brought his lips to hers. He deepened the kiss, needing to have more of her. She moved against him like she wanted to climb inside him the same way he wanted to climb into her.
When their lips finally parted, her eyes remained closed in that hazy state lovers found when they’d hit a sweet spot and didn’t want to leave it. He brushed his thumb over her lower lip, and when she opened her eyes, he said, “I want to make you mine. I want to do everything with you. Things we haven’t done with anyone else.”
“Like what?” Her words whispered over his mouth.
Her tongue swept across her lower lip again, and he couldn’t resist taking her in another kiss, drinking in the sweetness of her desire. He placed tender kisses over the bow of her upper lip, knowing from the way her body arched into him that she was craving more of him, just as he was going crazy for more of her. He wanted to stay right there, kissing her, loving her, until the sun came up.
“Tell me,” she urged in a husky voice.
“Lizzie. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before.” He captured her mouth again, breathing hard at the thought of sharing his dirty thoughts with her.
“Please, Blue. I want to be closer to you. Share your naughty thoughts with me.”
His mouth moved across her cheek, along her jaw, and he latched on to her neck, sinking his teeth into her supple skin as she pressed her body to his. He couldn’t resist lowering her to her back and pressing his eager erection between her legs. His arms swept beneath her, cupping her ass, holding her to him. They were fully dressed, and still their heat permeated his skin.
“I’m falling head over heels in love with you, and I don’t know how to slow it down.” He kissed her again, unable to believe he’d said the words that had burned inside him every time he was with her.
“Then don’t slow it down. I’m falling for you, too. I want to be yours. Really yours.”
His heart swelled to near bursting. His eyes blazed and his heart thundered as the words came out hot and fast and full of greed. “I want to make you mine in every way possible. To hold you down while I take you to heights you never imagined.”
He lifted her wrist to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to it. “To bind these delicate wrists with expensive silk while I pleasure every inch of your body, until you’re so impassioned, so lost in desire, that you can barely think, much less breathe.” He kissed her again, harder, sealing in his confession.
“What else?” she said in another needful breath.
“Lizzie…” Christ, he was hard as a rock, and she was pushing him to places that were going to make him lose his last shred of control.
“Please, tell me?” Her brows knitted together, and that sexy pout slayed him.
He knew he’d never be able to deny her a damn thing. “It might be too much for you,” he nearly growled.
“If it’s with you, it’s not too much.”
He searched her eyes and knew by the tantalizing seduction in their depths that it wasn’t going to be too much. Nothing would be too much, but still, he didn’t want to talk about all the things he wanted to do with her. He wanted to love her, here. Now. “Some things don’t need to be put into words.” He pressed his hands to her cheeks, brushing the pad of his thumb over her soft skin.
Her eyes went nearly black, and for a beat there were no words, no thoughts, just unbridled sexual tension about what would one day come. She pressed her hands to his cheeks and crashed her mouth to his in a savage kiss that nearly made him come undone.
“I’m yours,” she said. “I want to explore everything with you.”
His breath rushed from his lungs as he tried to regain a modicum of self-control. “I love you so much.” He kissed her again, their confessions taking root in his soul, their love spiraling around them, binding them together.
When they finally drew apart, he held her close, feeling the frantic beat of her heart. “Lizzie, love isn’t a race. I want everything with you, when we’re ready. When I no longer see a shadow of doubt in your eyes.”
“There’s no doubt,” she said with too much conviction.