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First published December 10, 2016
“Shane,” she said, her voice low and sultry.I loved the dynamic between these two. Their chemistry was off the charts and once they crossed that line between roommates and lovers, there was no turning back. Shane was the sweetest and I just loved them!
Nope. Not my imagination.
As if drawn by a magnet, I put down my tools and walked towards her. As I did so, she shrugged her jacket off her shoulders and it slid to the floor, her gorgeous curves within arm’s reach. And reach for them I did.
Without another word, I took her in my arms and kissed her. And she kissed me back. Hard. With one hand, I reached out and slammed the door of the workshop closed, and then pressed her up against it. Her mouth was like heaven against mine and I lost myself in the pure pleasure of kissing her. I dragged my tongue along her bottom lip and with a sigh, she deepened the kiss, her tongue now tangling with mine.
Her lips were still chilled from the outside air, making her mouth even hotter, more inviting. She tasted like fall and champagne. Even though the workshop had heat, Allie shivered in my arms, and I pulled her tighter. I was going to warm her up from the inside.
“Hold on.” I pulled back slightly.
Her eyes were dark with lust, but narrowed in confusion. I took her bag from her and reached in, finding her phone, turning it to vibrate.
“The last thing I want is to get interrupted again,” I told her, and I tugged her back into my arms, kissing her deeply.
She didn’t miss a beat. Smiling against my mouth, her eager fingers began unbuttoning my shirt, sliding inside to touch the bare skin beneath. I leaned into her touch, needing to feel her naked body against mine. Before I could even start freeing her of her clothes, my shirt was off, and she was already focused on my jeans. But her hands stilled at my waist.
“A tool belt,” she breathed, before looking up at me with a wicked glint in her eyes. “I always liked men in tool belts.”
Fuck. I didn’t think I could have gotten harder, but apparently I was wrong. I had never understood why women found tool belts so sexy, but at that moment I didn’t give a rat’s ass about the psychology behind it. I just wanted Allie to keep looking at me that way. Like she wanted me to lap her up. Something I was more than eager to do.
“I could keep it on if you want,” I teased, but she shook her head.
“There’s only one tool I’m interested in tonight,” she said, running her palm over that particular tool.
*** ARC kindly provided by the author for an honest review. ***