The KISS Principle (Erotic Romance) Read Online Free

his hand to her hip and sneaked his thumb under the hem of her t-shirt,
caressing the petal-soft skin. It was meant as reassurance that he truly wanted
her, but that one touch set off fireworks in his belly. He dragged his fingers
around her narrow waist, entranced by the flutter of her eyes. “I hope dessert can
wait. If I touch any more of you, I won’t be able to stop.”
    Allie raised her chin, causing his breaths to lag as the
graceful sweep of her neck tempted him. “I’m not starving. Are you?”
    “I can always eat, but I’d rather kiss you.” He gripped
her waist and hoisted her onto the center island. The instant she wrapped her
legs around his hips, all blood seemed to rush to his groin as she muscled him
closer with the heel of her foot.
    Allie rested her arms on his shoulders and dug her fingers
into his hair as her lips worked against his. Her mouth was so much better than
he’d ever imagined, impossibly supple and welcoming. He took in her scent, soft
and seductive, like rain on a hot afternoon. There was no naming the fragrance—he
only hoped to be permeated by it before the end of the evening.
    His hands slid under her top, her skin dotting with
goose bumps from his touch. Every response her body made to his was a vote of
confidence, a nudge to keep going. He sensed she was his for the taking and the
most testosterone-fueled parts of his brain thought he was a fool if he tried
for anything less than a command performance.
    He eased her t-shirt over her head, suddenly concerned
he might be going too fast. Allie’s take on the pace of things became apparent
as she bowed her back and eliminated the sliver of space between their
stomachs. Her breasts were full and perfect and he couldn’t wait to rid her of
the lacy white bra. He kissed the creamy skin of her chest as his hands went to
the clasp. It wouldn’t budge on the first try, nor would it cooperate on the
second. He continued to kiss every part of her breasts he could get to while
her bra frustrated him, anticipation chipping away at his resolve.
    The third time was the charm. His gaze washed over her
as he traced the edges of the straps before pulling them forward. “You’re
beautiful,” he said as she ruffled it from her arms.
    He couldn’t have wished for a better reaction from
her, now that her breasts were bared. She showed no timidity, planting her
hands on the countertop, arching her back to give him free rein. She gasped as
he teased the taut skin of her nipple with soft flicks of his tongue. A moan bubbled
from the depths of her throat as he took her into his mouth, sucking while
caressing the underside of her velvety breasts with his thumbs.
    Allie leaned forward and tugged his shirt from his
pants, working on the buttons as he explored her breasts with his mouth. Her
skin was so soft and alluring, with a taste all its own—his lips could
have remained forever and he would’ve been content. His cock pulsed in his
pants and he was reminded that no, that would not be enough.
    She pushed his shirt past his shoulders before he
stripped the sleeves from his arms. Now that he had a few inches of distance, seeing
her naked from the waist up the second time was even better than the first. The
wait to see the rest of her, even if it was only five minutes, would be
interminable.
    “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” she asked in a
breathy voice.
    His eyebrows drew together. Huh? “Do you mean
you and me?” He stopped short of describing in greater detail everything he
wanted to do with her, everything he wanted to do to her.
    “We’re friends. Our age difference.”
    He shook his head. “I love that we’re friends. And no
more mentions of age. It’s just a number.” His hand dug into the silky hair at
the nape of her neck. “You are much more than a number.” His mouth lingered
over the sweet-smelling skin along her jaw.
    Her fingernails trailed lightly up his back as she
moaned into his ear. “Kitchen sex could be fun,