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“You know you’re safe with me, Bliss,” he
stated in a calm tone.
“I know very little about you, Major Stark
other than you are a surprisingly good dancer.”
“Surprisingly? Did you not think I could
dance? And how’d you know I was a Major?”
“Aside from the tags on your car? Tom called
to let me know he wasn’t coming but you were. And let’s just
say I was pleasantly amazed by how well you danced.”
They entered Seville and Erich drove to a
restaurant and parked the car. She remained there until he
walked around and opened the door for her.
“Well, I’ll be sure to pass that along to my
mama, who I am sure will think I’m full of manure.”
She couldn’t stop the chuckle from escaping.
“Wouldn’t want that now would we? I’ll tell her for you.”
“You’d do that for me?” He leaned in close.
“Well hell, Bliss, I think you may just like me a little
bit.”
“You’re not as bad as you first came across
as.” She licked her bottom lip and held his gaze in the
light from the parking lot. Heat flared in his eyes as he
moved them from her eyes to her lips and back up again.
“But, I wouldn’t say I like you.”
Closer he moved. His head blocking out the
light. “No? What about attracted to?” His heat and scent
wove around her.
Her heart pounded so hard she wondered could
he hear it. “And if I say yes? What happens?”
“You have to say yes first,” he uttered on a
whisper.
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Bliss bit on her lower lip and shuddered when he stepped
closer and she could feel the hardness from his torso
touching her thin shirt. This time the whimper couldn’t be
contained. Her lids felt heavy and she was mesmerized by his
eyes and the myriad of emotions which swirled in them. Bliss
couldn’t think straight. All her synapses were misfiring.
“Bliss,” he murmured his mouth a hairsbreadth
from hers.
“Yes,” she said on a sigh.
Erich kissed her. Her world shifted and the
ground moved under her feet. Fire didn’t just spread; it
exploded up from within her reaching throughout her body.
His lips were warm and moved over hers with masterful
precision. He slid a hand around her back and cupped her
neck and head as the other one landed upon one hip. Light
touches with his tongue slipped along her lips before he
sought entrance.
Bliss opened with a sigh. He began to explore
the recess of her mouth. Thorough but gentle. Erich tasted
better than he smelled, and she didn’t know that was
possible. She trembled from the force of the sensations
streaming through her. Reaching up with her hands she laid
them against the solid muscle of his chest. His heart
pounded beneath her palm and she pressed closer.
He ended the kiss slowly, drawing out her
lower lip before it was over. Erich stared at her, his eyes
smoky with passion and the fingers at the back of her skull
were driving her crazy with the light circles he made. Not
that the hand on her hip helped her brain make sense of
anything. Okay, I’ll officially
call his touch intoxicating and mind numbing.
“I’ve wanted to do since you ran into me at
Atlantis,” he whispered.
Her belly began doing that strange flipping
thing again. “Is that so?”
He nuzzled the hair by her ear. “So. Come on,
I owe you a dinner.”
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