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firm butt encased in tight blue jeans. The waistband of her jeans was
bowed out, giving him a glimpse of skin at the small of her back.
His fingers itched to touch her and his inner wolf howled, wanting to
claim its mate. Cael curled his hands into fists to keep from reaching out
and taking what he already knew to be his.
He swallowed, remembering how her eyes had glittered and her
cheeks grew rosy when she was angry. He’d first seen it last night, then
again when he’d stood on her porch an inch away from her face. Would
they look they same way when he was buried deep in her wet heat?
Would they glaze over when a climax overtook her? He shifted in an
attempt to ease himself.
“Since you’re being so persistent, I guess I’ll offer you a drink.”
He had
not
made a sound, in fact, was well known for his sneaking
ability. She either had supersonic hearing or a strong sixth sense.
Caelan rubbed a hand at the goose bumps suddenly tingling along
his neck. “What do you have?” His voice cracked like a preteen in
puberty, heating his face.
“Hmm. Water.”
“Wow, great choices. What are you having?” he asked, regaining
control before she could see the precarious hold he had on his libido.
“Mountain Dew.” She rose and faced him, a green can in one hand.
His attention, however, was drawn to her midriff where her jeans, he
just realized, were unbuttoned and unzipped. A slice of skin peeked out
where her T-shirt had ridden up. It looked smooth as silk, just like her
delectable backside had.
“What are you drooling over? You can’t have my Mountain Dew.”
His attention was still riveted on her belly and he found himself
swallowing again. A tiny gem sparkled at him from where it nestled in
her navel. It was the most perfect fucking thing he’d ever seen. He
stalked toward her. She seemed to be completely oblivious to the effect
she was having on him.
“Water’s fine,” he choked out. He gestured to the exposed part of her
anatomy. “Your…umm…XYZ!” he spit out.
Her gaze dropped. “Oh, geez. I find it hard to believe you’ve never
seen a female body before.”
He looked to the table and back to her, unable to control his need for
her. He could take her right there on the table.
Tieran threw her hands up. “Whoa!” Forgetting she was holding the
can, she fumbled to fix her jeans.
The can fell to the floor at just the right angle and exploded, spraying
the sticky, yellow soda everywhere.
“Ugh!” she yelled. Caelan was rooted to the floor, a silly grin on his
face. “You!” she pointed. “Out. Go. Sit on the couch and wait for me.”
“Uh-uh.” He shook his head and continued walking towards her. She
was soaked from head to toe, and he was going to enjoy licking every
inch of her clean.
Her eyes widened and she stepped back, once, twice, and bumped
into the counter behind her. He had her between his rock and a hard
place.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“I’m going to kiss you.” He stopped just in front of her, pinning her to
the cabinets, and traced a line of soda down her cheek with his
forefinger. “And you’re going to kiss me back.” He framed her face with
both his hands, holding her in place, though he didn’t need to. She was
frozen to her spot.
Her lips were warm and soft as he licked along them, sipping a drop
of the soda’s sweetness from one corner. He pressed his tongue between
her lips, demanding that she open to him, which she did without the
slightest bit of hesitation.
He tasted her, dueled with her tongue, bit her bottom lip gently, until
she groaned and her body melted into his.
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