Blue Ribbon Summer (The Baltimore Banners Book 3) by Lisa B. Kamps Read Free Book Online Page B

thinking that if she was smart, she would push him away.
    And then his head dipped closer, his lips barely touching hers in the lightest of kisses, and she stopped thinking. She tilted her head up and leaned into him, and he deepened the kiss, his mouth coaxing hers to open, his tongue sweeping in and meeting hers, hesitant at first, then more boldly as she responded to his seeking.
    Kayli felt a whimper in the back of her throat, heard the breathy sound between them, and she pressed herself even closer. One hand curled into the soft material of his shirt, and she ran the other up his chest and around the back of his neck.
    Ian deepened the kiss even more, as if he could breathe all of her in. His arm tightened around her waist and he shifted his hips against hers, letting her know exactly what kind of effect she had on him. She moaned again, a soft sound against his mouth, and pressed herself even closer. Her need spiraled and grew with each sweep of his tongue, with each stroke and caress of his hand along her back, with each press of his hips against hers.
    But then, without warning, he gentled the kiss, easing himself away from her, pulling back just the slightest bit. Ian finally broke the kiss, stepping back just enough to let the cool barn air sweep between them, but he didn't release his hold on her, even when she uncurled her hand from his shirt and tried to pull away.
    She felt the demanding pull of his gaze and finally looked up at him, torn between running away in embarrassment and tackling him to the dirt floor. Something of her indecision must have shown in her face because he offered her the slightest of smiles and pressed his lips against hers once more for an all-too-short and gentle kiss.
    He cleared his throat and took a small step back, and the air that replaced his hold chilled her skin. Ian's strong gaze held hers and she had no idea what to say, or even what to do.
    "I'm, uh..." Ian cleared his throat again and smiled. "I'm pretty sure your brother has every intention of kicking my ass if we don't get back soon."
    "Oh." The word came out breathy and hoarse, and Kayli cleared her own throat, looking down at her feet. "Yeah. We can--"
    Ian reached out and pulled her against him, his mouth crushing against hers, claiming, demanding. Kayli melted against him, hungry for his touch, desperate to feel his body pressed to hers. His hands cupped her bottom and pulled her to him, holding her against his hard length. She ran her hands along his back, finding the hem of his shirt and pulling it up, the hard muscle and hot flesh of his back alive under her touch.
    Ian pulled his mouth away from hers and dragged his lips along her jaw. She tilted her head back, giving him access to her throat, and shivered at the heat of his mouth and tongue against her skin. Her touch lost all shyness; she wanted to feel him, all of him. She grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it the rest of the way up, dragging the material over his head. Ian pulled away from her long enough to untangle his arms from the shirt and toss it to the floor, then crushed her to him once more, his mouth hungry and demanding.
    Kayli let her hands roam over his heated flesh, feeling the muscles in his back bunch under touch. She reveled in the feel of his firm skin beneath her hands, reveled in the hard definition of his arms and shoulders and chest. His breath hitched and he broke off the kiss, his head tilted back, his jaw clenched as she lightly ran her fingertips across his broad chest, teasing his nipples.
    Her hands dropped lower, skimming the taut skin of his defined abs, following the dark line of hair that ran from his chest to disappear into the waistband of his low-slung, worn jeans. His hands closed around her wrists, stopping her even as she wondered how far she dared to go. She looked up at him, the heat she felt racing through her veins matching the heat in his dark gaze as he looked down at her. He loosened his hold on her wrists and