The Mermaid and her King by Scarlet Wolfe Page A

bag no matter how it plays out.

Skyla
     
    Oh hell no! I go inside to brush my teeth and straighten myself up. He will kiss me again. I walk to his house and pound on the door. He opens it with a surprised look on his face, but I still see sadness. I don’t look for long before I throw my arms around his neck.
    My lips capture his with an unbearable longing. I can’t understand my need to be physically and mentally close to this man I barely know, but I’m so drawn to him. He responds, his tongue quickly circling mine as his strong arms wrap around my waist. My tank top is being pulled tight in the back by his eager hands that grip it.
    “Don’t push me away. Tell me whatever it is, and I won’t judge, but kiss me more first,” I say after releasing his lips.
    I hear his light chuckle . He shuts the door and grabs my hand, pulling me behind him. He sits on the couch in his family room and looks at the spot next to him, signaling for me to sit down. I think he’s ready to talk, but before he can stop me, I straddle him. I don’t know what’s come over me.
    “I told you to kiss me more first, then talk,” I say before I take hold of his face with my hands and kiss him hard, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. His tongue meets mine as he grabs my hips. I feel his fingers so close to my ass, and I just want him to move them down and take hold of it.
    I want to know everything about him. A desperate need to hang on to the little bit of him he’s giving away controls my every move. Our tangled tongues continue their exploration, every hard stroke a release of aching desire.
    I tug on his hair, show ing him I’m needy for his touch, hardly able to deter how much I want him. He moans against my mouth and squeezes my hips harder, showing that his restraint is waning, too.
    Our lips separate in need of a deep breath, and I slide my hands down the firm planes of his chest while leaning my head down to kiss his neck. I gently move my wet lips along it until I take hold of his earlobe, carefully pulling it between my teeth before I lick and blow on his ear.
    His head falls back as his hands move from my hips to my ass. My wish is granted when he clenches it with his fingers. Then I feel it, his erection pushing against me, and all I can think about is being in his bed with him on top of me, sinking into me. What the hell? It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex, but there’s something more to this. A deeper yearning I’ve never felt before.
    My hands keep moving down his chest, past his stomach until my fingers hit the waistband of his shorts. I softly feather a few kisses back down his neck before he gently takes hold of my wrists. I sit up and gaze into his pools of darkness that are beginning to show a sign of light, and I can see the effect I have on him.
    “You’re unbelievable. That was the hottest thing ever. I mean the hottest,” he says before he pulls me forward until my forehead presses against his.
    “How am I going to stay away from you?”
    “You’re not,” I whisper.
    He shakes his head. Is he sayi ng no? I can sense his struggle, so I sit back up, waiting anxiously for his response.
    “ I’ve wanted you since the first moment I saw you. I’ve wanted you so fucking bad. Will you go on a date with me, Skyla?”
    A grin spreads across my face. I’m winning. Mr. Moody is losing.

Chase
     
    This woman is the sweetest taste of temptation. I walk away from her, leaving her on her porch alone, and she hunts me down. It plays out like a fantasy as she straddles me on my couch. This is one determined chick, and she’s got me turned on.
    Her mouth is on fire , and God, when she moves it to my neck and ear, I have to put my hands on her ass and squeeze. If I don’t, they’re going to go everywhere else on her luscious body.
    She wants me. She’s offering herself to me, so I grab her wrists to s top her from going any further. Anymore, and she’ll be in my bed. Everything feels right, and I want to