Sleeping with the Billionaire (Rendezvous with the Billionaire Book 3) (9 page)

Yes, yes he was. Part of Kelly wanted to bow before him in worship, but another, stronger part stood straighter as it sought this man. Heat sizzled through her, settling between her legs, igniting her whole self as she breathed in the scent of him. She took her free hand and wrapped it around Max's body. "I'm Kelly."

Did they need anything else? As far as Kelly was concerned even the names were unnecessary. They swayed closely together, their rhythm out of sync with the fast song blasting through the speakers. But Kelly knew that the music could not penetrate the world they were creating. She fit her head into the crook of Max's neck, her hands running down his back.

Without warning, without preamble Max closed his lips on the pulse of Kelly's throat, his tongue working over the pulse that beat double time. The fire within Kelly burned hotter and she could feel that wetness between her legs. One of Max's hands drifted lower, grasping her ass and grinding their hips together.

Kelly lost all awareness of where they stood. She was vaguely aware of a dozen stumbling steps. And before she knew it she felt her back slammed against the brick wall in the alley behind the bar. Max pulled back, a smile on his swollen lips and a strange lightness in his brown eyes.

The Alpha's Mate

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