Nightfall

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Josh threw his keys onto the kitchen table and then headed toward Tamara. “I’m home. I hope you’re ready because I’m taking you out.”

She poked her head out from around the corner and said, “What was that?”

Josh grinned and reached out to grab her. His soft lips molded sensuously against hers. Tingles zipped from her lips straight down between her legs, zinging desire into her most intimate of areas. Her knees weakened, and his grip tightened as she became a heavy weight in his arms. She swooned back toward the oven and had to brace herself against the counter. Her mitts surrounded and molded themselves into the base of his neck. Josh shifted them into the L-shaped corner. Then pulled Tamara impossibly closer, crushing their bodies together. Ravishing her lips thoroughly, he released her and started to walk away when Tamara slapped him playfully on the rear.

Josh turned with a growl, and she jumped back in surprise. Her rear hit the handle of the oven door and his eyes narrowed. His lips curled up into a devilish grin, while Josh eyed her quizzically, tilting his head over to one side.

“Are you trying to seduce me? Because you really don’t need to.”

She swished her hips playfully. “I’m just teasing.”

Josh snickered as he leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. “You little minx. You better not try that again before I get some other ideas of what to do with you.” He watched her in the ensuing silence, his eye color turning somewhat murky. His husky voice caught her off guard, almost in a growl, “Is that what you want, Tamara?”

Her heartbeat quickened. Josh looked like he was going to pounce on her at any minute without warning. Actually, his growl should have been warning enough. It reminded her that he was not all he seemed to be, and it scared her a bit every time.

Tamara backed up into the drawer behind her and he stepped toward her with a triumphant snarl. Josh gently pinned her hands between her back and the drawer, and then laid each of his hands aside her, against the upper cabinet door. He leaned in and kissed her deeply, possessively. His tongue teased and taunted her easily into submission. Tamara wriggled back and forth against the counter and whimpered. She struggled for a while, pushing her body against his strong arms and firm weight, trying to free her hands. His massive build and strength dominated her and held her body still. His grin widened, and he kissed her once more before pulling away.

He growled against her neck, the low vibration of his breath against her skin sent a wave of pleasure through her body. Suddenly, he lifted away from her with a slight tremor. “We better stop now, my sweet, or neither of us will have a chance to leave. I’d love nothing more than to ravish you, however, this evening is kind of important to me and I’ve got a reservation waiting.”