Keyonna had certainly noticed he’d neglected to bestow the parting gesture earlier that night after he’d seen her to her front door, but she’d put it down to his strange mood all through the dinner.
Now, she laughed in disbelief as her eyes danced playfully. “You actually came all the way back just to get a goodnight kiss. Yeah, right.”
Keyonna knew her cheeks were flushed, and she could hardly meet his smoldering gaze as her eyelashes fluttered low.
Nick merely chuckled at her shyness, leaning down and closing the distance between their lips. “I don’t expect you to understand what it is you do to me,” he murmured huskily, right before he covered her mouth in an open-mouthed kiss that was nothing like the casual ones he’d given her in the past few weeks. Keyonna gasped, their breaths mingling as she opened her lips to welcome him. He flicked his tongue over her mouth and then dove in as he was a starved man keen for his first meal. It didn’t occur to her to resist, but then he had his hands holding her throat and keeping her in place, his grasp gentle yet possessive.
Long, passionate minutes passed before Nick drew away just a fraction, enough for Keyonna to try to catch her unsteady breath.
“Well, you’ve got your one kiss,” Keyonna said, her voice unrecognizable to her own ears. Damn but that had felt so good. Full of fire and ice and twinkles that had her belly coiling and twisting with desire. She wanted him so bad. Craved him. Wanting him was her one weakness that she was the most ashamed of. And yet she knew it was futile to keep fighting. Maybe she was tired of turning her back on what she so desperately craved.
Her eyes still shut tight, Keyonna felt more than saw his smile as he plucked at her bottom lip ravenously. “Maybe I want more,” he growled, while pressing one hard kiss after another over her now plumped lips. “You taste of temptation and of all my favorite things. You make me so hard just by looking at you. Tonight, you looked so beautiful. Every man in the room wanted to be in my place. But you belong to me, Keyonna. And I hate to share. The next time I find out that Mark or any other man tries to get too close – he’s going to have a lot of broken bones. You’re mine,” he growled, his grasp on her throat tightening just a fraction as he seized her lips with such a passionate frenzy he soon had her moaning into his mouth.
Her slight headache was long gone now. The heated pulsing agony had transferred to the V in between her thighs and as much as she battled with her own body, Keyonna knew she would lose. His lips on hers felt too perfect; the drill of his tongue into her mouth was too sensual and sweet to be denied for long. Her fingers clutched at his wrists and she lost herself in their mutual passion as they made love with just their mouths.
Keyonna couldn’t tell how much time passed but for all she knew the world had stood still there in the kitchen while their hunger swirled all around them in a tempest. Keyonna found that the more she kissed him, the more she craved. Especially when he now had her backed up against the island, his hands sliding down from her neck to clamp over her heaving breasts.
Keyonna gasped into his mouth, arching her spine and offering more of herself to his strong, passionate touch. His mouth moved from hers to sweep along her jaw line and then continued lower while she shivered all the more. Keyonna had heard of erogenous zones but it felt like every inch of her was sensitive to Nick’s lightest touch. He massaged her tits over her silken bodice and moan after moan escaped her throat, feeling like no barrier separated her from his skillful ministrations.
“So sweet,” she heard Nick rasp as he trailed his tongue moistly along the delicate sweep of her collarbone while he fondled her breasts with a more demanding desire than ever. “And so luscious and firm. I bet every part of you tastes and feels just as good.”
He lifted his head to pierce her with his feral gaze. “Will you trust me, my beauty?”
Keyonna shivered all over from the way he made the need swell to feverish proportions in her very womb. “I…yes. Yes, Nick,” she said, her voice firmer now.
He took hold of her waist and lifted her to sit on the countertop. Her hands rested on his shoulders and she stared into his handsome face, a slight tremble in her bottom lip as she bit down hard on it.
He watched the motion with narrowed, heated arousal. “Lie back,” he ordered, making Keyonna shiver once more as his rough commanding tone fanned the flame of her desire. Confused at how easy it was to obey him, Keyonna leaned back on her bent elbows, using them to support her as she saw him take position in between her knees which he drew far apart.
Already, he had her whole body trembling in anticipation, all the more so when she heard his next words.