Sweet Something (Sweet #1) by K.C. Harper Read Free Book Online Page B

his closeness was affecting her as well. Her lips were slightly open, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes were going straight through him like a knife.
       If her heart wasn’t rapidly beating before, it was now. The only thing she could do was shake her head because her brain lost all capacity to think after what he said . . . and that was all he needed to say. His hands were on her hips
    within seconds, pulling her body to his, and he was lost again. His lips were on hers, his tongue in her mouth, claiming and possessing her. She made a little sound, almost a moan, and it went straight through him.
      This was crazy , he thought to himself, but he couldn’t stop. He didn’t want to stop as his hands slid down her body and around her waist to cup her ass. He groaned in appreciation of the feeling. Her arms went around his neck and her fingers found their way into his hair as he took a step back. They staggered further into the kitchen, mouths locked together, and fumbled over a chair, knocking it over. They were both laughing as he spun her around, lifting her up, and set her on the kitchen table. He took a step back, enough to see her eyes. The way she was looking at him was enough to make him lose control right at that moment. Her eyes were full of desire and need. He could see how much she wanted him. Lowering his head, he kissed the sweet spot beneath her ear, nibbling her gently, causing her to moan and make that sound that drove him crazy. His lips moved along her jaw and down her neck. His hands moved up her thighs, over her jeans, and slid under her shirt, feeling the warmth of her soft skin. Her entire body was tight ball of nerves waiting to explode. His lips were burning into her skin; the sensation of each kiss went straight down into her belly, sending tingles  throughout her body.
      “I thought we were having dinner, Tyler,” she said softly.
       He had every intention of having a romantic dinner with her, but his body and his mind forgot dinner and wanted only her. He had no idea how much he needed her until he kissed her that first time in front of her house, but he knew she was still feeling the heartache of her ex-boyfriend, and if he rushed things she might run. He wasn’t ready for her to run from him again . . . or ever.
      He pulled away from her, his hands still under her shirt. His fingers moved slowly over her hot skin and he could feel her taking short, quick breaths.
      “I swear I had every intention of actually having dinner. When I opened the door and saw you standing there looking absolutely beautiful, I couldn’t help myself. I don’t know what happens to me when I am around you. It’s like you pull me in and I forget all of the plans I made and I only see you,” he said, in almost a rough harsh whisper.
      He rested his forehead on hers as he pulled his hands out from under her shirt, resting them on her hips, holding her in place as he tried to find his self-control.
      He wasn’t the only one struggling with losing self-control. Grace was at the edge, ready to jump off. No one had ever made her feel so much desire. No one ever wanted her the way he did, and it made her feel beautiful and sexy. She could feel the walls around her heart falling down, one piece at a time. She was still afraid to let go and put her complete trust in another man. It was going to take time, and she knew that, but she was willing to give it a try
    with him. He stepped back, moving away from the table, and reached out for her hand to help her get down. He then set her on her feet as he picked up the chair they had knocked over in their moment of lust.
      She smiled at the fallen chair, remembering them tripping over it as they rushed over to the table. She felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment as he looked over at her and pushed the chair back under the table.
      “Sit down. I’ll get dinner,” he said, grinning at the sight of her flushed cheeks. He wasn’t embarrassed. In fact, he