Hero: Louis. Lawyer. Has a trust-fund. Also has a “two-hander.” (see below)
Heroine: Roxy. College drop out, movie star wanna be.
“How do you feel about kissing me right now, Louis?”
His answering groan didn’t end when their mouths met, it only got louder. Or maybe that was her own groan joining forces with his. Roxy couldn’t form a decent thought besides More and Closer as Louis slanted his lips over hers and obliterated what she knew about kissing. His lips pushed hers apart, and for a moment, they just inhaled against each other’s partially open mouths, savoring the moment. The pulse-pounding rush of sensation. When his tongue traced her lips, then dove in to tangle with hers, she swayed a little under the gust of heat. She wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself, aligning their bodies. Which reminded her he wasn’t wearing a shirt. With no choice but to act on her desperate impulse, she dragged her fingernails lightly down his chest, giving an extra scratch over those abs, ending just above his belt buckle.
“Please, baby. Go lower.” His voice sounded like gravel. “One squeeze so I can finally know what it feels like to have your hands on me.”
Oh, she liked that. Liked hearing that hot threat of desperation in his voice. Desperation for her. Willpower, thou hath no place here. SLowing the kiss so she could into his eyes, Roxy let her palm smooth over the bulging fly of his dress pants. Oh shit. A two-hander. When Louis gave a pained laugh, she realized she’d delivered the sentiment out loud.
“Get to it then, Rox.” He bit her bottom lip and it and dragged it between his teeth. “Let me feel them both.”
Tori and I both enjoyed this book quite a bit (Tori has a review posting later this week). It’s the start of new adult series from Tessa Bailey – a little lighter and less intense than her normal work but still dirty and a lot of fun. I really loved both Louis and Roxy.
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