Lights Out Read Online Free PDF Page A

helped, but instead he stepped closer, hand still at her hip and waist. Her eyes swung back around to him, giving him a what-are-you-doing look.
    “Not a good idea to back out of a room, especially with a load of beer. You never know who you might bump into,” he said, laughter in his voice, stepping closer still. Pushing her and her load back into the room, he bent his head to her ear, admiring the softness of her hair.
    “Copping a feel?”
    He leaned in closer to her. “I’m just helping out a woman in distress. What’s wrong with that?” he said, his voice smooth and low.
    She shrugged her shoulder, trying to dislodge him from her ear.
    “What are you doing?” she asked, it coming out a little more Marilyn Monroe-like than she’d intended as she lifted her shoulder again, hitting her head softly into his this time.
    “What do you think?” He’d dodged her head butt somehow, a very smooth move. She was impressed.
    “Uh…” she said, feeling his hands move from her hips slowly upward, smoothly over her waist, up to rest just under her breasts. He stepped in closer, pushing her further into the room. She felt all of him at her back now and she swallowed. He chuckled softly. Who knew chuckles could be so sexy? She turned her head to look over her shoulder and met his eyes again. He was serious now and very aroused, staring back at her with steely eyes.
    “Come home with me? After you’re done here?” he said, quietly, hands moving up just a bit more toward her breasts, his thumbs grazing the underside of them softly. She bit back a moan.
    “You get straight to the point, don’t you?” she asked, breathless, and set the dolly back on the floor before it fell and she lost her load.
    “Yes.”
    “Why?”
    “Why what? Why do I want you to come with me or why do I get straight to the point?” he asked, voice reverberating over her skin as his lips moved, going from her ear to just underneath it. She unconsciously tilted her head to the side to give him better access, and felt the smile on his mouth against her neck at her small acquiesce.
    “Why me?”
    “I told you, we would be good together,” he said, hands still grazing, his thumbs moving tantalizingly slow, back and forth.
    “I’d be just sex for you?”
    “Not just sex, Piper, but great, probably mind-blowing sex.”
    “Honesty work for you?”
    “All the time,” he said, hands completely cupping her breasts now. She laughed. It popped out, and then she moaned at what his hands were doing.
    “Great, huh?” Her hands moved up to surround his wrists. What to do now? She didn’t want him to stop. Then he grabbed her hands and turned her to face him.
    “Great,” he repeated, intense now, eyes locked on hers as he took her hands in his, eyes never leaving hers. He watched the desire inhabit them; he had seen it before, but what was on display now was more than he’d anticipated, providing a surge in heat to his blood supply.
    He tilted his head, leaned in to touch her lips softly. He appreciated that she was close to him in height. She’d opened her eyes wide, following the descent of his mouth as it moved toward hers, and watched as his lips touched hers. Her eyes closed then and he heard and felt her sigh as he kissed her, slowly, moving his tongue along the seam of her lips. He gently pushed into her mouth and found her tongue waiting for him. He stroked it once and pulled back, not too far, just a mere inch away, head resting on her forehead.
    He let go of one hand, and pushed the door behind them closed, not breaking eye contact with her. He walked himself backward to it, pulling her along until his back touched the door; then he turned her so that she rested against it. He took her hands, his fingers entwined with hers, and went in search of another kiss, lifting their hands to rest just beside her shoulders against the door. He continued to kiss her softly, his tongue dueling and dancing with hers.
    She groaned and he pushed in