BOOK TOUR: The Bromley Brothers by Laura N. Andrews (Excerpt, Giveaway & Freebie Days)
His deep voice is full of sex when he says, “You realise when I said I was hungry, I didn’t mean for food, right?”
“I’m aware.”
He grins. “Good.” Still holding my hand, he pulls me in closer and cocks his brow. “So are you gonna invite me inside?”
My breath hitches. “Excuse me? You have some nerve—”
“I want you,” he says. “And some part of you wants me. Invite me inside, Trey.”
I scowl. “Don’t tell me what to do.”
“Why not? Somebody should.”
I sputter. “What?”
He shrugs and lets my hand go. “You can be an arrogant little shit, and I’m just—”
“What?” This guy is unbelievable! “I’m an arrogant shit?”
“That’s what I just said.” His words and his solemn nod are the last straw.
I punch him in the face.
Well, I try to. He ducks away just in time, smirks, and it fuels my rage. I shove him in the chest in a quick burst of energy, but I’m lucky if he moves an inch. “You’re the arrogant shit!” I yell. “Ever since I first saw you, you’ve been a complete arsehole! And don’t fucking tell me you want me right before you insult me, that’s not how it works! The second part completely supersedes the first, so fuck you very much and goodnight.”
I make it two steps before I’m pulled into his arms. I struggle for a moment until his lips meet mine. Fuck, this man is mercurial. I don’t understand him or anything that comes out of his mouth, but I can’t deny the physical chemistry we have. His touch brings out a hunger in me I’ve never experienced before.
His lips move down over my chin to my neck. He growls, “Invite me inside, Trey.”
Ryan sighs and places his bottle down on the table. We’re on our third round of drinks. “You got something to say, Bromley, say it.”
The words make me grin. “It’s endearing how passionate you are, and you’re cute when you’re frustrated.”
His jaw drops before he mutters “cute” in a huff. It doesn’t seem like he’s going to say anything else, but he does. “Maybe I am frustrated.” We both know what he means, and it has nothing to do with the game. The way he said it and his body language. Sexual frustration. Since he brought it up, maybe I can acknowledge my interest again.
“I could help you with that, you know. All you’d have to do is ask.” Not wanting to make things uncomfortable, I finish my drink and place it on the table before leaning back into the couch. A few minutes go by with my eyes on the game, when I holler, “That’s it, Kennedy, yes!” I clap as our team gets another goal. I turn to Ryan with a grin, and he’s already looking at me. “See? Now they’d have to get six—”
Ryan’s mouth covers mine. Surprised, I blink when he pulls back after the hasty, warm kiss. My eyes search his for an explanation, for permission, for all the above. When he just smiles, I close the space between us and press my lips to his. He moans, and the game is completely forgotten. With my left palm on his cheek, I hold him steady as I slide my tongue into his mouth. He groans loudly, and when he starts to suck on it, I make a swift move to straddle him. But Ryan has other ideas and overpowers me. Pushing my back down into the couch, he holds himself over me. Hooking my leg over his hip, he presses his pelvis into mine. God, how long has it been since I let a man cover my body with his? To have most of Ryan’s weight pressing down on me is enlightening, because it makes me realise how much I missed this. The last time I let a man dominate me was years ago with Kyle, when he was training me. Yes, I’m a Dominant. But fuck, Ryan feels good on top of me, and I don’t want to say or do anything to scare him off. What this man does to me….
“Shit,” I grunt, using the heel of my foot on his thigh to press him down closer. I remove his cap and my fingers twine through his hair as I bring his lips to mine. Taking my hands, he raises them above my head and holds them still. It’s strange letting him have control, but surprisingly, it’s no hardship. I pant into his mouth and buck up into him. I’m so hot for him. I want Ryan, and I don’t care how I have him. For this to happen, he clearly needs to be the one calling the shots and, for now, that’s more than fine. When he starts sucking on my neck, I growl, “I want you, Ryan.”
My words seem to shock him. He freezes. The lost look in his eyes tells me he can’t believe his actions. As if he too had no control over them. But I know the only way we’ll hook up tonight is if he feels in control. This man is creating more passion in me than I’ve ever experienced. I simply have to be with him. Before he can stop what’s happening, I push his back into the couch and shift to kneel on the floor. With a hand on each knee, I separate his legs and move between them. My head hovers above his groin. “Do you want me to make you feel good, baby?”
Ryan’s eyes widen and he licks his lips. I don’t move an inch until he gives me the slightest nod.
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