Just Want Somebody to Love. Keri Ford

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      Her mouth moved along his neck and ear. Heat flooded his veins. Her ass rested in his hands, and where the hell was his car? Each lick and suck of her lips sent shivers racing over his skin.

      Vehicles lined the building, and by the music inside, people weren’t leaving any time soon. His knees shook with each step to the back of the building. He put her against the brick wall before they fell on the ground.

      Her legs tightened on his waist, bringing him against her center. He’d never hated pants so much in his life. Her fingers cupped his cheeks, and his mouth was on hers in an instant. Teeth clashed and his pulse drummed.

      Screw his car. A back door to the bar was right around the corner. From there, a few steps to his bedroom. He’d have her there in a minute. First he had to get his hands on her. He worked his fingers under her shirt as he cursed the winter weather requiring thick clothes.

      He found the hot skin of her waist, and she gasped, then moaned with a shiver as he reached her sides. She was all soft skin to the silk of her bra. He itched to get a taste of her from there to everywhere.

      Time to get somewhere private before he had them both naked in the middle of the parking lot. He got his hands back under her ass and lifted.

      She pushed against his chest. “Wait.”

      Her voice echoed through his mind over and over again. He listened carefully each time, sure he misunderstood. Wait couldn’t be right. “What?”

      Her breath continued to be heavy and rushed. “Wait.”

      Damn. He wasn’t a crying man, but he was close to becoming one as he lowered her to her feet. “Sorry. I got carried away.”

      Her fingers tapped his chest. The rasping sound raked over his body like hot nails. Like her fingernails could have been in a few more moments. Painful in an entirely different and pleasurable way.

      She shook her head, and those curls he never got to get his hands in bounced. “Not here. I can’t…not here. Too many people, and I can’t be caught in the middle of anything.”

      Even though they ran out of the bar together after just one dance, but he got it. Half the people inside probably didn’t pay any attention to them, but if anyone noticed her pressed against the backside of the building, they’d remember it for sure. He knew how small towns worked.

      He rested a hand against the wall over her shoulder and pressed his jaw together. He just needed a moment. Several moments to catch his breath. And then possibly a few minutes before he dared to walk anywhere. Long, uncomfortable night ahead.

      “Follow me.” She grabbed his hand and ran past the front of the building and right for the road.

      Chapter 3

      Oh my God. Whitney just grabbed him and ran into what was shaping up to be the best night of her life.

      Not that she hadn’t ever had sex before, but picking up a sexy hot man who was into her as much as she was him? Oh man, oh man, this much thrilling stuff hadn’t flooded her veins in she didn’t know how long.

      The night was dark, the road empty. On one hand, she was too damn old for running into the woods. For goodness sakes, she had her own house, nearly thirty, and she was heading to the trees like she was seventeen again.

      But then… That other hand existed. It clutched his, filled with his heat. His fingers had sat very low on her back while they’d danced. They had made a gripping hold on her butt and lifted her against him as if it were nothing. That hand? That was the hand hurrying her across the road.

      She slowed on the opposite side of the pavement as the shoulder slopped to a near drop off. “Watch your step. It can be slick.”

      “Thought you didn’t remember your way through here?”

      “I don’t. Not completely, but I haven’t forgotten everything I know.” Like just as they slid to the bottom of the hill, the woods didn’t look quite as thick as they appeared.

      Another few steps and the dense trees swallowed them in another world.

      She turned and was in his arms. His lips came back over hers, and she wrapped her arms around his neck to get even closer. Holy smokes, this wasn’t supposed to be happening. They weren’t supposed to be out here doing this. They? She shuddered. She wasn’t supposed to be out here doing this. She didn’t know him from Adam. Possibly, he did this every day of the week.

      It’d certainly explain why he was so good at it. He knew just how to grip her ass and bring her snug against him. His thickness pressed to her, and yes. She wanted to scream to the treetops and then shove him to the ground. Show him exactly the kind of girl she really was. Rusty? Ha. Rust crumbled off with each swipe of her tongue against his.

      It was all she could do to resist crawling up the front of him. She wanted to get all over him so much that if anyone did see them, they’d think she’d invented something new.

      She was pretty sure she could show this city boy a thing or two about country life. With that in mind, she reached between them and popped the button on his jeans. Goal for the night accomplished. The hazy hours she’d spent staring into nothingness disappeared from memory as she lowered his zipper and had the firm swell of him along her knuckles.

      His hands gripping her backside squeezed until he pinched. She stroked him again through his cotton underwear to provoke another painfully awesome pinch out of him. She was well rewarded. A growl rumbled in his throat, and he bit at her lower lip. That raw sound couldn’t have described it better. She found her way in his shorts and got her hand around his solid length.

      He grabbed her and turned them so it was her back on the tree and him pinning her against it. His hands came off her ass, and if she wasn’t mistaken, fingers trembled as he felt along the waist of her jeans. “We should find somewhere to get these pants off you,” he mumbled against her lips, then neck, while he rubbed under her shirt.

      “My house?”

      “I like the sound of that.” Even still. He didn’t stop kissing her. That hand on her rib cage didn’t stop inching higher. “You think you can remember how to get there from here?”

      “Maybe, but it’s not a short walk.” She squeezed him tighter, and a drop of liquid eased from his tip. Definitely too far. “Do you have a car?”

      “I do.” Rough breath left his words raw. “You’ll get in the car with a strange man? Brave.”

      She laughed. “If I’m about to take my pants off for him, getting in the car isn’t a big deal. And my two best friends know I left with you.”

      “I’m parked somewhere behind the bar.”

      “We should have figured this out before I dragged you across the road.”

      “Or before we ever left the building.”

      “That too.”

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