As soon as Shanna said goodbye and shut the front door behind her, my lips found Dani’s in what was meant to be a brief welcome back.
returning heat was electric as she dug her mouth into mine, none too
gently. It was the kind of instant sensuality that only came with the
familiarity of being together for six years.
Her fingers dug into my arms as her mouth moved to my neck, her teeth grazing lightly on my shoulder.
I took her face in both of my hands, stilling her for a moment.
“Dani, honey, you just got back. We don’t have to do this.”
let out a small, guttural noise that was so desperate my body shook in a
quick shiver. I kissed her lips, the side of her cheeks, moving to her
ears and neck as she let out a quiet moan.
appeased with my slow movements, she pushed me back on the couch,
putting a leg on either side of me and she sat on my lap. Again, her
movements were desperate and practiced at the same time – placing my
hands exactly where she wanted them to be.
As she pulled the
muddy blouse up over her head, my hands found her wrists, stopping her
again. There were dark purple bruises on her upper arms, on her wrists, a
few red patches on her chest where they’d kept the wiring.
“Sweetheart, please. You probably need some sleep. Some pain killers. Something.”
She draped her arms around my neck, giving me a coy smile.
need you, Tate. So please,” another kiss on my lips. “Stop.” She lifted
the bottom of my shirt up and put her lips lightly on the skin right
above my jeans. “Talking.”
I obliged, gladly.