He invaded her space, closed the distance between than and lifting his hand, took her chin in his fingers. "Trouble", was the only word she heard before his mouth claimed hers. The kiss rocketed through her body all the way down to her toes.
She curled her fingers into his shirt, intending to push him away, but somehow they spread open and moved up toward his shoulders. He pulled her close and changed the angle of his mouth, deepening the kiss. His fingers tangled themselves in her hair and she heard a faint moan.
When had she ever moaned while being kissed?
Never, but then she'd never been kissed like this before. Slowly he pulled back and touched his forehead to hers while they both caught their breath.
"I've wanted to do that for days," he said, his voice as gravelly as a dirt road.If you would like to read more from Man of Her Dreams, I've entered Harlequin's So You Think You Can Write (#SYTYCW15) contest on Wattpad. Please remember to vote if you like my story.
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