by Nicole Casey
I leaned forward, then, and kissed him—first gently, as though virginal and reserved, then hungrily, with passion I felt had been brewing since the night of the fire. He tasted of sweat and cigarettes, of mouthwash to try and wipe the taste away, and though not overly fond of tobacco or the taste of it on another man’s lips, I loved it on him.
Everything about him was intoxicating.
His scent, his touch, his lips, the brush of facial hair against my otherwise clean-shaven face—everything compelled me to kiss him further: to reach up, part his V-neck, feel the strands of hair beneath my touch, to test the rigidity of his muscles. He groaned beneath my gentle assault and reached up to cup hold of my face, and only pulled away when a knock came at the door.
“I’ll be right back,” he said, devouring my mouth one last time before rising, wiping his lips with the back of his hand, and making his way toward the door.
I waited, in eager anticipation, for him to return—not with the food, but with his body. There was no denying that I wanted every part of him at that moment—when, at the height of my desire, I was ready and willing to do whatever he wanted, anything he wanted.
I’m never like this, I thought as he closed the door, as he turned with the food in hand and set it on the coffee table. I never—
I wasn’t able to finish the thought, as shortly thereafter, he was hovering over me, his hard, muscular body dwarfing my much smaller frame.
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As a math teacher at the local high school, I’m used to playing the numbers game. Considering I’ve been down on my luck, however, I’ve basically given up dating—that is, until I meet hunky tattooist Hunter Cross. With gorgeous green eyes and a plethora of tattoos, he’s famed for his ability to carve straight lines into skin—and, unfortunately, into the hearts of lonely men.
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