“Smart ass.” A smile teased at the corners of her mouth.
He dropped into a crouch in front of her, a primal hunger flickering in his eyes. “Beautiful,” he murmured, his thumb brushing her lower lip.
“Charming,” she whispered.
“Irresistible,” he rasped.
A delicious shiver traced her spine as he looked at her like she was the only person in the world that mattered.
He straightened and grasped her hand, tugging her to her feet. She followed his lead, tilting her head back to lock her gaze with his.
“Fuck, darlin’,” he muttered, drawing her close.
His hands skimmed down her back, slid over her ass, then tightened, gripping her cheeks. His mouth crushed against hers with savage intensity, stealing her breath.
She kissed him back, her tongue slipping inside his mouth to the hot sweetness there. He thrust in with a low growl rumbling deep in his throat. Heat flared as she slid her hands up his chest and around his neck.
Rags wrapped an arm around her waist yanking her hard against him. The fusion of their bodies ignited a hunger she’d been starving for. She clawed at his shoulders, nibbling his bottom lip.
“Damn, woman,” he gritted, biting kisses down her neck as his fingers squeezed her ass, pulling her closer, deeper into him.
Casey tangled her fingers in his hair, urging his mouth back to hers. He took her again in a hot, deep kiss. She moaned, loving the twisted dance of their tongues, the scrape of his teeth on her lower lip.
Rags lifted his head, breath uneven as he dragged in air. “You’re drivin’ me fuckin’ wild, Case.” His lips skimmed hers, traced her jaw with light, tingling kisses and then claimed her mouth again, deeper, harder, rougher.
“I want you, Rags,” she murmured against his mouth, her fingers sliding down his chest and curling around his hard dick.
“You sure?” he said, jaw tight.
“I’m sure,” she whispered against his lips, her hand stroking up and down his erection.
“Fuck,” he exhaled.
“Rags,” she breathed.
His fingers inched past her ribcage, stuttered at her belly button, then lingered for a second at the strip of hair before palming her. The sweet ache vibrated through her.
“Oh, damn,” she groaned, rocking into his hand.
“You like that?” Shifting his hand, he ran a finger through her slit. “You’re so wet. I love it.” He withdrew his hand, brought his finger to his mouth, and slipped it between his lips. “You taste real good, darlin’,” he murmured against her ear.
She leaned into him, giving in to the searing need pulsing between her thighs. He pulled back slightly, capturing her gaze as he reached out and cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples.Sweet pain shot straight to her clit, and she squeezed her legs together.
Lowering his head, he tugged one stiff peak into his mouth while his fingertips tightened around the other, rolling the flesh between them. A starburst of pleasure spread through her. Moaning, she grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked as she arched her back.
“Case,” he rasped, pushing her down onto the blanket.
He hovered over her, claiming her mouth, hard and rough, while he spread her legs and slipped two fingers inside her.
“Fuck, you’re dripping,” he murmured, his heated gaze flicking over her face as his digits moved in and out.
Something twisted deep inside her as tension coiled into a tangled knot of want and need. “Rags,” she whimpered.
“Yeah?” he growled, his thumb pressing firmly against her clit.
Her heated walls clenched around his fingers. When he pushed harder, she squirmed and cried out. He pulled his fingers free, then thrust them back in harder and deeper, never easing the pressure on her aching nub.
Casey teetered on the edge, ready to fall, but she didn’t. Rags seemed to know exactly how to keep her there, lifting her higher without pushing her over. He was driving her crazy with frustrated pleasure… and she loved it. Her body throbbed against his as the slow, frenzied dance continued.