Bare Naked: Naked Cowboys, Book 4 by Desiree Holt Read Free Book Online Page B

Because I was about to die from wanting.”
    They met across the corner of the table. His lips were warm and firm on hers, and when he licked her mouth softly, she could feel the electric charge all the way to her pussy. He traced the closed seam back and forth until she opened for him and his tongue swept in.
    Holy crap!
    She let her own tongue dance eagerly with his, in and out, back and forth, sampling each other. Savoring the taste. He licked every inch of her inner cheeks, her gums, her teeth, light flicks and sweeps that coaxed her to answer back with her own foray into his mouth. The only things that touched were their mouths and their hands, yet it was the most erotic kiss she had ever had in her life.
    Cade broke the kiss but kept his mouth still less than an inch from hers, his breathing as raspy as hers.
    “Georgie.” The heat in his eyes nearly singed her. “The last thing in the world I want to do is fuck up what I’ve got going here. So if you don’t want this, tell me right now and we’ll pretend it didn’t happen.”
    She swallowed. Hard. She had always been so careful about her relationships, always been aware of the gossip about her. She certainly never fell into bed with a man she knew only two weeks. But there was something connecting the two of them here and she had no intention of stopping it. Tomorrow, she’d deal with the fallout.
    “I want it,” she whispered, and saw the relief in his eyes.
    He stood and carefully lifted her from her chair, cuddling her against his chest as he carried her to her bedroom. She loved the feel of his body against hers, the strength of his arms around her. The heat she felt through the fabric of his T-shirt. She inhaled his clean male scent.
    When he lowered her to her mattress, it was with such tenderness she had to blink back tears. Had anyone ever seen the man who’d been hiding under the crappy exterior all those years?
    “I want to be careful of your foot,” he told her, kneeling on the floor beside her. “But Jesus, Georgie. If I don’t get you naked soon I think I’ll lose my mind.”
    “I think we can work around it,” she told him.
    The first thing he did was release her pony tail and comb his fingers through her hair.
    “There.” He smiled. “Much better.”
    When she began unbuttoning her blouse, he brushed her hands away.
    “Uh uh. I want to do this myself.”
    She was surprised to see his hands shake slightly as he unbuttoned each button slowly and tugged the tails of her blouse from the waistband of her jeans, spreading open the fabric. His eyes widened when they took in her breasts in the satin and lace bra, and hunger flared sharply in them. He bent lower and trailed the tip of his tongue over the upper swell of her breasts, sending shivers skating down her spine.
    But instead of concentrating on them as she expected him to, he slid his hands up to cup her cheeks, turned her head and took her mouth again in a hungry kiss. He nibbled her lips, swept his tongue inside, sucked her tongue into his own mouth. When they were breathless again, he trailed kisses across her cheeks and forehead, then he found the spot behind her ear that always drove her crazy.
    “Move over here next to me,” she urged, sliding her body to make room for him.
    “Your foot,” he reminded her.
    “Is on the right and you’re on the left. It’s fine.”
    But he still very carefully slid his hands beneath her to rearrange her body before stretching out full length beside her.
    She wound her fingers in the thick strands of hair the color of melted dark chocolate, holding his head close to her body as she arched up to him. When he’d paid homage to every inch of her face and neck, he moved his attention back to her breasts. His hot mouth sucked in first one nipple and then the other, pulling the now-wet fabric into his mouth along with her flesh. Nibbling and tugging until she could feel the pull at the center of her core.
    Just when she was sure he was ready to