Series: Chicago Sin Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
My heart picks up speed. I become conscious of how close his lips are to my skin. How comfortable his grasp on me is. “Yeah, I’m okay. I didn’t know the guy, and it was… sort of unreal to me. Like watching a movie, you know?”
Armando nods. Behind my head, his thumb massages my skull. “Yeah. Same for me. But my whole fucking life feels like I’m watching a movie right now. Everything except—” He stops.
I pull back to look at him. “Except what?”
His fingers slide in the back of my hair and tighten into a fist, capturing a section of hair. He uses it to tip my head back. “Except for you. You feel real to me.”
I stop breathing.
He moves slowly, like he’s giving me time to protest, and lowers his mouth. He slides his lips over mine. It’s an elegant kiss. An experienced one. Not like that mad, hot claiming when we kissed yesterday.
This is different. This is seduction.
And seduction is definitely not playing fair. Because Armando isn’t the kind of guy I can fall for. This isn’t love. I may have played dirty when I first kissed him, but he’s definitely the one playing dirty now.
I manage to get my hands between us, and I push on his chest at the same moment I pull away. He allows it, rubbing his lips together like he’s savoring the taste of me.
I stumble backward then turn and hurry into the back, turning on lights and getting things ready to open shop.
Crap. I need some distance from this guy. Because, right now, he’s so up in my world, he’s in every pore. Which makes it very hard to put up any lasting defenses.
My hands shake as I move around the shop, my mind and body still overwhelmed by his kiss. I can’t deny the heat that still lingers between us, and I know it won’t go away anytime soon.
I try to focus on work, but my thoughts drift back to Armando and the way his lips felt against mine. A deep warmth spreads through me as I remember the electricity that passed between us.
I pause and look up, only to find him standing in the doorway, watching me with a smoldering look. I hold his gaze, and for a moment, neither of us move. Then, he steps closer and reaches out, running a finger along my cheek. His touch is gentle but firm, sending a wave of pleasure through my body.
His eyes scan me up and down, and my skin heats up under his gaze. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs, leaning in to whisper against my ear.
I shiver, my heart racing as I try to find my voice.
“You’re trying to distract me,” I say. “From work.”
“Is it working?”
“I open soon, and I’m not ready.” Jesus Christ the man is dangerous. The power he has over my body is undeniable.
Armando takes a step closer. “You look ready to me.”
“Armando…” I begin, but I’m cut off by his lips pressing against mine. This kiss is different from the first, more intense and passionate. And I can feel the tension between us rising with every passing moment.
Finally, he pulls away and looks at me with a heavy-lidded gaze.
“I understand if you don’t want this.” His voice low and husky. “But I can’t deny what I’m feeling right now.”
I nod, my heart pounding in my chest. I want this, too. But I’m scared. Scared of what will happen if I let him in.
“I… I want this,” I whisper, my voice barely audible.
He pushes me in front of a tall shelf that I use to store ribbons and decorative items for my arrangements. Pinning me against it, trapping me between the hard surface and his body. His hands move up my sides, and I can’t help but arch my back, pushing my body closer to his. He leans forward and presses his lips against mine, his tongue slipping inside my mouth, exploring and tasting me.
My breathing becomes shallow, and all I can feel is his hard cock promising me of what’s to come. His hands slide down my back and cup my ass, lifting me up and pressing our bodies together even more. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he reaches down and effortlessly rips my panties off.
Armando kneels down before me and begins to kiss my inner thighs, slowly working his way up until he finds my clit. His expert tongue caresses it, and pleasure spreads through my body. He moves his tongue up and down, teasing me until I’m panting with desire. His hands slide around to my ass, and he pulls me closer, thrusting his tongue deep inside me. I moan in pleasure, my body trembling. I arch my back, pushing myself closer to him, urging him to go even deeper.