A Woman Gone Mad by Kimber S. Dawn Read Free Book Online Page B

ladies and gentlemen. I go big, dammit, ’cause I ain’t goin’ home. I bring myself up to him as much as I can, crushing my mouth to his. His hand in my hair grasps tighter, and he uses it to take over our kiss. The hand on my ass scoops me up, his forearm holding my weight.
    Immediately my legs wrap around his waist and grind down on him hard. I bite down on his bottom lip, using my teeth to pull it out. I use his gasp for a breath as my advantage into his hot, wet mouth. Our tongues dance around each other like they have been doing this since the beginning of time, in total sync with our bodies moving against each other.
    He positions my body against the side of the house and brings his other hand to the front of my neck. He doesn’t squeeze, but shit, it’s locked there. He uses both hands—one for fisting my hair and one at the base of my throat to anchor my mouth in a way that gives him the access to deepen this kiss to a whole new level of kissing.
    I moan and know exactly what I’m on the brink of. Leo brings his hand from the front of my neck down to the top of my white wife beater and yanks it down, bra and shirt. I gasp and pull away, looking into his face that resembles a predator that is hungry as hell and just found his long awaited meal. And as quickly as the hot, humid night hits my bare skin, Leo’s warm large and calloused hand engulfs my heavy breast.
    Shit, I’m gonna die. I’m gonna die and I’m going straight to hell and I don’t give a damn!
    Leo’s hand squeezes until most of my breast is pushed up to him like an offering. Then he rains kisses, licks, and nips along the top, along his offering, while his thumb and forefinger pinch and pull at my nipple. And I swear on all things that if he doesn’t stop what his mouth and deft fingers are doing, if we don’t stop our bottom halves from the world’s BEST dry humping session, I will come undone—literally.
    I throw my head back against the house. It’s coming. I know it—I feel it. It’s right there. All I have to do is grab it and run with it.
    BAM! Shirt, bra—yanked up. I’m dropped to the earth and being held steady by Leo a foot away.
    My eyes fly up to his in complete and utter astonishment. The hell’s wrath that is about to come off my tongue and spear his fucking ass dies when he steps behind me, cupping his hand over my mouth while he pulls me into the shadows of the trees and farther behind the house.
    I’m stumbling and tripping over roots and mole hills until I crash into his hard body behind me. He holds me perfectly still while my mind is trying to organize rational thoughts from chaotic ones.
    “I’m sorry, baby. FUCK, I’m so sorry. I didn’t…” He quietly clears his throat. “I didn’t mean to get carried away. I swear to God I didn’t. It’s just…”
    “Lil? Lil? Where’d you run off to, girl?” we hear Mrs. Stewart calling from the porch. Then we hear her muttering something until it’s cut off by her heading back into the house and closing the front door.
    Leo spins me around, and when I look up and see his face, he is wearing a grin—no, a smile. A smile unlike any other smile I have ever seen before. Leo has a huge, boyish grin splitting his face.
    “Mm hmm, it’s just what, Mr. I-asked-you-a-question?” I grin at him, a cocky look dancing across my face. The excitement inside me keeps running higher and higher.
    “You ain’t no fucking child, are ya, my little firecracker?” The boyish smile is still across his face. “Shit, you’re like nothing I’ve ever seen before, Lil. Fucking sexy as hell, sassy as shit, lookin’ so goddamn innocent. I’ve been running from you for a month. Then I get one taste, one fuckin’ taste of you, and you come alive in my arms like I’m balls deep inside you.”
    Wait… What? He say something about balls?
    One of his arms is still around my waist while he uses his other hand to scrub his face. Then he runs his long fingers through his hair,