Natalie tucked her arms tighter over her chest, trying to contain the emotions pooling there. More than want for the man brought her here. The instant she'd heard someone was killing all those involved in the Stephen Harcourt conviction, all she'd wanted to do was get to Doug and protect him. It didn't matter that he was fully capable of protecting himself--in more ways than Natalie could. Somehow, since that pivotal meeting one year ago, she'd fallen hopelessly in love with Doug. No one could protect him more voraciously than she could. Besides, she would have lost her mind with worry if she wasn't by his side right now.
All this without knowing if her feelings were reciprocated. Why didn't she simply crawl astride his lap and plaster a big wet one on his lips? She could face down criminals without blinking and yet she couldn't go after the man she craved. If only he'd given her some sign, other than that heated touch at the coffee house. If only he'd continued the verbal foreplay instead of shifting into work. If only...
Shadow blocked the light behind Natalie's closed eyes. More clouds moving in. Then she felt warmth edging closer, the shimmer of breath over her face. She peeled her eyes open to Doug's sparkling brown eyes.
"Yeah ... I want you, too."
He brought his lips to hers, swallowing her gasp. Natalie curled her hand around his neck and twined her tongue with his. He tasted of beer and sunlight, raw man and desire. He kneaded her lips like he was fucking her pussy, with slow deliberation. Liquid warmth seeped into her veins, his kiss as potent as a glass of fine wine. If one kiss had this affect on her, what would it feel like when they were skin to skin and joined?
Natalie couldn't wait to find out, but she also wanted to bask in the sensations building.
Doug peeled his lips away and pressed his forehead against hers. "I think it will be like heaven, too. I want it now, but I also want to draw it out to a thread so slender it mirrors the tension preceding our climax."
She inhaled his every breath, letting it become one with her own. "I should thunk you for crawling inside my head."
He smiled and dusted his thumb over her cheek. "It's hard not to do when all I want is to crawl inside of you."
Natalie's heart skipped a beat. She imagined that first thrust of his cock into her, the claiming. His emotions poured into her head. The hunger in his eyes made her pussy scream for possession. That's exactly what Doug would do--possess her, love her until she melted from...
"Yes, sweetheart, that's exactly what I'm going to do," he whispered against her ear.