Free Revelation: A Contemporary Erotic Romance (Iris Series) by Rebecca Lynn Page B

was like it was the most natural gesture in the world.  He grabbed her hand then led her out the door.
    While walking to the bike, Emily again tried to unsuccessfully extricate her hand from his, but he held on tight. 
    “Are you like this with all the women you try to bed?” she huffed.  “It’s amazing anyone will even sleep with you,” she muttered. 
    He appeared to be thinking about her question.  “No.  Actually, now that I think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever had to work this hard.”
    She snorted.  “Well, I’m glad that I can teach you the importance of hard work, Detective.”
    “The best things in life are worth fighting for.  Isn’t that what they say?”
    She tried not to blush at his words.  Why the hell did he want her so much?  She was afraid if she got on that bike, her strength would be shattered and she’d really paw him on the final stretch home.
    “I’m gonna walk.”  This time she was able to remove her hand from his.
    He stopped.  “Why?”
    “Because I’d like some fresh air,” she said stupidly.
    “You’re not gonna get that on the back of the bike?” he teased.
    “Just – I’m walking, okay?  Deal with it,” she said, throwing his earlier words back at him.
    “No.”
    “What do you mean, no?”
    “I mean, no, you’re not walking.”
    Because she could think of nothing else to say, she just said, “Fuck you , Detective.”
    His eyebrow shot up just as the corner of his mouth did.  “Okay.  I have the king sized bed, but your place is probably closer.”
    She growled, which was becoming her typical response with him.  She began to walk away and he simply followed.  She stopped and practically stomped her foot.  Here she was a grown woman, an attorney for Pete’s sake, and she was having a childish petty argument with this infuriating man in the midst of foot traffic on the sidewalk.
    And right there in the middle of Amsterdam Avenue between West 72 nd and 73 rd Streets, he finally did what she’d been dying for him to do since that moment she first saw him. 
    He kissed her.
     

Chapter 4
     
    Sweet, dear Lord.  Please save me. 
    He grabbed hold of her face in his hands, then moved them back into her hair and slammed his mouth to hers, taking delicious licks and bites.  One of his hands dug into her hair while the other traveled down to her ass, grinding her into his erection which poked into her stomach.  His mouth was relentless, never stopping its movements.  Soft but firm, taking control of her senses. 
    He changed the angle then went at her again, devouring her mouth as if he was starved and hadn’t just consumed a huge meal.  He tasted like chocolate milkshake.
    It was so much better than she’d ever thought it would be.  Better than all of her fantasies combined.
    She fisted her hands into his hair and gave back as good as she got.  He was so much taller than her so she pulled his head further down while he lifted her slightly off the ground pressing them hard into each other.  She felt like she could swallow him whole.  She wanted to climb his body like a tree, perch on his branch and settle in for a good long while.
    The thought made her finally give into the craving she’d had for months.  She wanted him between her teeth.  Grasping his bottom lip, she bit down.  They both growled at the same time and she felt the warm liquid rush of arousal soak her panties at that very moment.  They gripped each other even harder, their teeth now clashing.
    A horn blast entered into her consciousness.  She startled from the sound, then pulled her face away and looked around, noticing fellow New Yorkers walking by.  Most completely ignored them, some threw smirks and eye rolls their way.
    Shit.  What the hell was she doing ?  Mike still had his arms locked around her, one hand in her hair, one hand around her waist and resting on her ass, hers still fisted in his dark locks.  They were both breathing heavily.
    She snapped her eyes