Looking up at him, seeing the stark passion in his dark eyes, she was mesmerized by him. It was difficult to believe that a man like him could want her so much. It was highly arousing and slightly terrifying that she felt so much for him so fast, but she couldn’t form the words he seemed to be bracing himself for.
Leave her alone?
Did she look stupid?
The hallway at the bottom of the stairs was dark since they hadn’t turned on the light leading up to her apartment. Sounds of the outside world were muffled by the front door. What they were doing was crazy, but something about the predatory way Jared was looking at her made her want to give him anything he wanted, even if she didn’t know what that was. Rational thinking wasn’t possible right now. Jared was like some untamed beast waiting to devour her…and she wanted him to. Hell yes, she wanted him to.
“I…I don’t want to stop. I want you, Jared,” she whispered.
His nostrils flared and heat filled his dark eyes. He let out a sound that was almost animalistic as his mouth crushed down on hers again, scorching her with a fiery kiss. The taste of him exploded on her tongue in a mixture of cinnamon and spice. His tongue plunged into her mouth, taking and tasting, and she met his passion with her own. Her body trembled with the desire coursing through her veins as he pressed against her harder, making her pussy clench with need to have him filling her. She arched her body, needing to be as close to him as possible and whimpered as her hands clutched at his bulging biceps.
Holy hell, was he built.
She wanted to touch him all over, and she wanted his hands on her.
“It’s not enough…”
Hammer felt lost in a haze of need as his steel-hard erection press against Kali, but it wasn’t enough. Without thinking, he jerked her off her feet, lifting her by her thighs so he could grind his hard shaft into her cloth covered pussy, holding her pressed against the wall. He growled out his approval as her legs wrapped around his waist and she ran her hands up his arms to clasp them around his neck to pull him closer.
His mouth ate at hers, voraciously feeding off of her sweet taste. Her soft tongue dueled with his in a sensual dance that made his knees weak and his cock hard as steel. He shoved against her, rubbing against her heated pussy, enjoying the friction in a mimic of love-play. He rocked his hips, then let out a growl of frustration at the unwelcome barrier of their clothes.
Damn it, he needed more.
The desire to be inside her was like a compulsion pounding in his head straight down to his pulsing erection. Setting her back down, his hands reached up and jerked at the neckline of her button-up shirt. The soft sound of her gasp barely registered as the plastic buttons rained down on the wooden floor. Christ, he knew he was acting insane, but he couldn’t seem to help himself. He pulled back enough to look down at her, wanting to see her lush curves with his own eyes. His stomach did a flip as he saw the white lace of her bra lovingly cupping her perfect breasts, and his own hands reached up to touch them. He palmed them roughly, feeling the answering surge in his cock when she filled his greedy hands.
“Fuck. You’re so gorgeous.”
“Thank—”
Her words were cut off on a moan as he lowered enough to take one of her hard nipples into his mouth. Not bothering to take her bra off, he jerked the material down so he could suck hard on the taut peak, biting gently until it puckered into a hard little berry. There was something about seeing his woman in white lace that drove him wild with the need to have her.
Her soft hands reached up to grip his head, holding him to her as he switched to the other breast. “Oh God, Jared. It’s so good. Your mouth is so hot.”
Unable to wait any longer, his hands moved down, working quickly to unbuckle her pants. He pushed his hand into her panties and thrust two of his fingers into her hot, little hole, loving how wet she was for him.
“Oh, God!”
“So wet…you’re so wet for me,” he growled out as he felt her body jerk. He pressed his palm against her clit, scissoring his fingers to part the tight muscles of her cunt, testing her readiness. “Do you like that, baby? Do you like my fingers fucking you, Kali?”
“Yes,” she moaned as he curled his fingers so they brushed against her G-spot and his thumb flicked over her clit. He drank down her moan as he took her lips in another brutal kiss. He started stroking his fingers inside of her, thrusting slowly, wanting to make her come before he totally lost it, but she seemed to have other plans.
His breath hissed out as her small hand tentatively gripped his cock through the fabric of his pants. She was trying to fucking kill him. Closing his eyes, he could feel sweat beading his forehead as she stroked his cock, rubbing her palm against the thick stalk until he thought he would die if he didn’t get inside her soon.