Free Deliciously Sinful by Lilli Feisty Page B

did when he pushed the hair off her neck to slide his palm up her skin. He cupped her jaw and tilted her face up. She could have been chained to the spot, she was so unable to move.
    “I know what you’re going to say,” he said.
    “W-what?”
    “You’re going to tell me no, to not kiss you.”
    “It’s a bad idea.”
    “You didn’t think it was a bad idea that night in my kitchen.”
    “I-I was tired. And it was a bad idea.”
    Shrugging, he continued holding her face and, with his other hand, wrapped his fingers around her wrist. He had lengthy fingers, and they were strong. The simple way he held her froze her, even as she felt her insides begin to melt into butter.
    Smiling, he nodded down at her. “Right. Very bad idea.” But he was leaning down and his lips were closing in on hers. She thought he was going to kiss her, but he passed her mouth to nuzzle his nose at the base of her neck. She could feel his hot breath on her skin, and she started to tremble. Her eyes drifted shut as he inhaled and breathed out.
    “You smell good, Phoebe.”
    So do you… The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn’t say them. She couldn’t do anything except feel .
    “You smell…fresh. Like the forest.” And then he kissed her neck. Gently at first and then with more intention. So good…it felt so good she nearly lost her balance. But he held her steady.
    His mouth made its way up her neck, intoxicating. His mouth, his tongue, his warm breath, she’d never experienced anything quite like it. She wanted him to stop.
    Oh, that wasn’t true, was it? She wanted him to keep going and never stop. She wanted that mouth of his on hers. And she knew it was coming. But all she could do was wait. Again, she’d given up her power over her own reaction, over reason, over everything. Handed it all over to Nick like a chocolate Sunday with a cherry on top.
    And though it was dangerous, her heart raced with anticipation and excitement. She couldn’t deny herself this, no matter how much she knew she ought to.
    Finally, his lips touched hers. She opened her mouth and let him lick her, kiss her, hold her. Her tongue mingled with his. Slow, hot, melting.
    The kiss shot straight through her and landed directly between her legs. Pulsing right at her sex, she craved his touch right there. But she also wanted to feel him . Feel his body, his flesh. With her free hand, she grasped his firm biceps, pulling him closer.
    Yes. He pressed against her, and every inch of her body that he touched turned to fire. And when she felt his erection push against her, separated by their clothes, her pussy dampened.
    So simple. Just a kiss. But it had her entire sex dripping with desire.
    Perfection. The sun, the trees, the soft breeze. A bucket of mushrooms she’d just picked. Nick kissing her. A satisfaction like she’d never experienced before settled over her, and suddenly images flashed through her mind.
    This was what it could be like. A life of simple pleasures, of sharing her body with a man she desired. Who, despite his attitude, was starting to show tiny glimpses of something else. Something better than the bad-boy image he wanted so hard to maintain.
    And that was scarier than any of the other reasons she had for staying away from him.
    Her heart. Her heart seemed to be growing as he continued to kiss her and she kissed him back. Inside, her chest wanted to explode with something much different than pure desire…this was more. More than simple lust.
    She jerked away. “I-I have to go.”
    He looked a bit stunned. “Phoebe?”
    Grabbing the bucket, she tried to get a grip. These feelings were too much. If she continued down this road, it would lead to no good. Was she actually having thoughts of how perfect things could be with Nick?
    Don’t be fooled by his apparent attitude change. It’s just a ruse, and even if it wasn’t, it’s a bad idea.
    Nick Avalon, in general, was a bad idea.
    “I’m sorry…it’s just that I’m