Free Chance Encounter (God's Reapers MC Book 1) by Kara Parker Page A

again. Except they weren’t in some gross trailer. They were outside on a beautiful night with a thousand stars all above them.
     
    And unlike the trailer, David didn’t hesitate or second-guess himself. He leaned forward and kissed Olivia gently, placing his lips on her for just a second. He waited for her to hit him or kick him, but instead, she leaned forward and kissed him back.
     
    David’s hands came up and wrapped around Olivia, caressing her back. His tongue slipped between her lips and met hers, and he pulled her even closer against him. Her hands were on his arms, and she bit gently on his lower lip, and David groaned in response.
     
    Finally, she pulled away from him and then looked up into his eyes. “Is this all some trick to kill me, or discredit me or something?” she asked.
     
    “No,” David answered, gently brushing her hair out of her eyes. “I want you.”
     
    Olivia wanted him, too. She desperately wanted him. She hadn’t ever met a man like this, one so confident and handsome. She knew it was a bad idea, but at that moment, she didn’t care. No one would ever have to know. She pulled herself free of David’s arms and opened the door to her apartment building. She looked back at him, as she opened the door and motioned for him to follow.
     
    In the elevator, they picked up right where they had left off. David’s mouth was on hers, their tongues mingling, and his hands moving up and down her body. They quickly walked to her door, and she undid the locks and ushered him inside her dark apartment. He kissed her again the second they were inside; his hands and mouth were desperate now. Finally, she pulled away from him and motioned for David to sit on the couch.
     
    She stood in front of him, her skin glistening with sweat, as she reached down and undid the strap on her right sandal and then the left, stepping out of her shoes. She glanced up at David and saw that he was watching her, not leering, watching. With great dedication and all of his attention, he was watching her. Olivia’s heart began to pound; it was too much being under that gaze of his.
     
    She reached down and undid the top button of her shorts and then slid the zipper down. She slid her shorts over her hips, and they fell to the ground in a pool at her feet, exposing the pink panties she was wearing underneath. Then, she reached underneath her shirt and unclasped her bra, pulling her arms free of the straps and then letting that fall as well so she was standing in front of David in nothing but her thin tank top and a pair of panties.
     
    He reached forward and put his hand on her hip, pulling her forward. She was right in front of him when she became aware that she had no idea what was going to happen. She didn’t know what he was going to do, but she desperately wanted to know. He brought his mouth to her hip and kissed her there. She could feel the press of his lips against her sensitive skin, and she shuddered from the contact.
     
    He brought his hands up to her arms and then pulled her down until she was on her knees in front of him, kneeling between his legs. She reached up and tugged at his shirt, and he pulled it over his head revealing his well-toned body. His hands had reached up under her shirt and were grabbing and caressing her breasts. Wordlessly, Olivia brought her hand up and ran it over his torso, running her fingernails up and down the length of him, stopping just when she reached his belt.
     
    There was a sudden loss, as he pulled his hands off of her breasts.
     
    “Come here,” he said, leaning back. Olivia stood up and then brought her legs up on either side of him, straddling him on her couch. He put his hand under her chin and guided her mouth to his. His lips were dry, but his tongue tasted like whiskey as he kissed her gently at first, one peck, then another. And then it grew more intense as his tongue found hers, and his arms wrapped against her, pulling her tight against him as they kissed