Chapter 15

"Then don't." I say, heat flushed out of my mind as I fist my hands in his hair. His hands on my ass are like a brand on my skin, igniting me from within. Stroking the fire in my core to an almost unbearable heat.

"Be careful what you ask of me." He growls, the sound deep in his throat, and I wrap my legs around his waist tighter, pulling him closer to my aching core. He places me on the table, but his mouth doesn't leave mine.

He pulls my dress over my head, his mouth never leaving mine. I tug at his shirt with jittery fingers. Blind lust taking control of my senses. I need him. I need him closer.

I need to touch his skin. I whimper into his mouth when he runs his teeth along my lower lip, nipping me with the right amount of pressure that my eyes roll to the back of my head. He gets rid of his shirt himself, and his warm skin against mine is so delicious. I want more. I need more.

My cotton bra comes undone, and I am seated in just my tiny underwear. Linc watches m