“You don’t seem like the type of guy who needs an excuse,” I breathed, my sass lost to the desire that flared at his proximity. His eyes flashed and he tugged me close with a jerk that had our bodies flushed together thigh to thigh, groin to groin, chest to chest. I shuddered against him as his hand slid from my hip over across the small of my back to the opposite side of my ass and gave it a squeeze. “Thank you for remindin’ me,” he said before he kissed me. He swallowed my gasp with his lips and filled my open mouth with his skilled, silken tongue.
