Free Teasing the Wildcat by Mina Carter & Bethany J. Barnes by Mina Carter Page B

didn’t
let go soon. Death by C cup. What a way to go.
    Pushing up so he could breathe again,
she scrambled once more, but couldn’t get loose. Desperate times
and all that, she ended up saying the worst thing ever. “Roz!
Please…”giggles escaping her lips, she wiggled again and pleaded,
“…anything! Anything you want.”
    He grinned and flipped her onto her
back, holding her down against the soft surface with his hard body.
Capturing her hands with ease, he hauled them over her head. In a
heartbeat, the light in his eyes went from teasing to red hot.
"Anything?"
    Breathing hard, she
struggled to get her hands loose before the magnitude of what she’d
said dawned on her. Anything? Wow, let’s
chalk that one up under dumb things to say.
    The heat in his gaze threatened to
melt her on the spot. Fighting not to capitulate immediately, she
racked her brain for something witty or sarcastic to say. Her gaze
wandered over his face and came to rest on his lips. Relaxing,
Summer shifted and brought her legs up to cradle his hips against
hers.
    “ Whoa there, wildcat. Did
I say anything? ”
she scoffed, trying to gain control of the situation. She smiled
wickedly, teasing him, coming within a micrometer from kissing him.
Nuzzling his nose, she added in a breathy whisper, “I meant to
say almost anything.”
    Basking in the delicious heat coming
off of him, she took it for herself…reshaped it, fed it and added
to it…until what she returned to him was a barely contained
inferno. Ever the one to play with fire when it came to Roz, she
fanned the flames even higher. Rubbing against him sinuously, she
didn’t back down, but met him head on.
    *
    Roz shook his head. She wasn’t getting
off that easily. He tickled her again, then switched his position
slightly to pin her under him. It was easier to control her
squirming that way. As he moved, he pulled her leg up over his hip.
The action of his fingers against her ribcage made her wiggle and
buck, rubbing her crotch right against his straining
erection.
    Hissing, he sucked in a breath between
his teeth. Dear Lady, he was hard. Even playing a child’s game,
there was no denying he was hot for her. Hell, she could’ve been
dressed in a garbage reclamation sack and he would’ve still found
her stunning. There was just something about her that called to
him, got under his skin and made him as hard as a rock.
    Her laughter and squeals of protest
increased in both volume and intensity. She hadn’t been kidding
about a person being tickled not being able to control themselves.
Her face flushed and her eyes darkened as she appeared to become
aware of his reaction to her.
    “ Can’t
breathe…please!”
    Pausing, he spread his fingers wide
over her ribs holding her in place. There were much better things
he’d like to hear her beg for, so he decided to give her a
reprieve…and began a new sort of assault. His digits grazed the
underside of her breasts. He figured it was now her turn to suck in
a breath. Hunger for her hammered at Roz as she gazed up at him all
wide-eyed and utterly intoxicating.
    “ Care to rephrase? I’m
pretty sure you did say… anything. Don’t try to get out of it now.”
    There she is! Roz watched in fascination as she switched from
trying to evade and escape to engage and entice. Similar to the
thrill of chasing down something wild, some rare creature…then
suddenly, have it turn to face the very thing hunting it. He
wondered who was hunting whom at the moment.

    His little firebird stood
her ground…or rather stopped squirming to get away from him.
Instead, she tightened her leg around his hip and ground herself
against him. “ Anything— is reserved for men that don’t talk about taking
more wives.”
    He arched an eyebrow, enjoying the
verbal sparring just as much as the sensual touching. He never knew
where he stood with her, when she would melt in his arms, or react
differently. It was like holding a tiger by the tail…so