“You’ve intrigued from the first raise of your eyebrow,” Kel quipped, his lips creasing into a smirk. “That action alone told me how much you would love to play with me…” #FridayKiss
Was this his plan of attack? To try and get her guard down by liquoring her up with spiced rum and seductive words? The unanswered desire between them still lingered, but it would have been one thing if she had executed her thoughts of being with Caid in this way. #FridayKiss
Braden could have sworn the lights from the bathroom were playing tricks on his eyes. Deceiving him into thinking someone’s skin could appear so appetizing. A few, short tendrils of hair had escaped her pinned-up hairstyle, matted to flesh where the water touched. #FridayKiss
Her thumb traced over fine lips that had set every bit of her ablaze with a fire that seemed eternal. She smoothed the hand down his muscled arm still incased in the fabric of his shirt. #FridayKiss
Braden Sutherland was a conundrum. How can someone so cold manage to make her melt as he did? And it seemed everyone assumed that Braden had deep regard for her. Andrea felt that wasn’t it but couldn’t put another emotion as to why he was doing all of this for her. #FridayKiss
Caid was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, looking debonair as he leaned against the railing. Her steps slowed as his heated gaze traced over her frame. Caid had never looked at her like a woman he desired since the day they met. #FridayKiss
He might have gone all the way many times with many women, but they all paled in comparison to the mutual oral satisfaction they gave each other that night. Just thinking about it consumed him, giving him the shakes like an addict needing his next hit. #FridayKiss
It was like stepping into a time warp. Almost everything had remained in place. Out of the corner of her eye, she witnessed that the beige couch still occupied the same part of the room where Caid had her writhing in the most gratifying delight she had experienced. #FridayKiss
“They hand out divorces like candy. If we don’t pan out, so be it.” His hand cupped her cheek. “But you’re wrong. I already know your mettle, Andrea Banks. I know that you’re a woman who wants me.” #FridayKiss
Kel had been a fantasy that she had dabbled in over the years. Even now, between last night and this moment, this was the longest amount of time she had ever spent with him. This fantasy that has manifested into something real overnight. #fridaykiss
Caid’s strong hands massaged and stroked her back and Camille’s eyelids drifted close. She tried to fight it, but it was so peaceful, so ideal to lie here with Caid in the quiet house, his arms wrapped around her like the security she longed for. #FridayKiss
He lingered over a face trying to bury itself in his muscular forearm. His fingers graced a portion of her soft, round cheek. “What amount of bribing can I do for a lovely lady to spend the day with me?”
“Gallons of coffee and an act of God,” came the muffle reply. #FridayKiss
…her frantic reaction to kiss him caught him off-guard until his brawny arms wrapped around her in a tight embrace. Ella was unsure who was trying to submit or dominate, the two of them exchanging tongue suckles, lip bites, moans, and groans. #FridayKiss
She covered her midsection as she made her way to a barstool, climbing onto it as he continued to work his magic. He gave her a wink as he spun to discard an eggshell. Was there anything hotter than a shirtless man cooking? #FridayKiss