His to Claim #2: Savage Kiss Read Free

eyes.
    She locked gazes with him, then obeyed the urge thrumming through her, and reached for the hem of her camisole top, then tugged it up, revealing her naked breasts.
    They might not be as spectacular as the first woman’s, or as big and round as the others’, but Storm’s eyes lit up at the sight of them.
    Within seconds, someone grasped her shoulder and she glanced behind her. A big, burly security guard frowned at her. She tugged down her top.
    “Come with me, miss.”
    She glanced at the guard’s stern face and her cheeks heated with embarrassment. Oh, God, was she being arrested for indecent exposure? Oh, damn, why had she listened to that wild, erratic voice in her head?
    In the commotion of the crowd, she lost sight of Storm. The guard led her through the crowd, past the stage, toward a tent with a sign stating S ECURITY .
    As they neared the security tent, however, Melanie’s guard veered to the side and took her to a gate in the fence. It was wooden, blocking the view of what was behind it.
    They stepped through the gate and it closed behind her. On the other side of the fence the bright lights that had turned on after the show so that people could see their way out were still blazing, but it was shadowy here. She gazed around, disoriented. Someone stepped toward her.
    “There you are.” Storm grinned at her.
    Her guard escort released her arm and disappeared through the gate again, leaving her standing alone with Storm.
    “I thought they were going to arrest me.”
    “For flashing me?” He chuckled. “That happens all the time. One of the hazards of the job.”
    He stepped toward her and tucked his finger under her chin, then tipped it up. “You are becoming quite the naughty vixen, aren’t you? I never would have thought you’d do something like that.”
    Her cheeks flushed, but thankfully he wouldn’t be able to see them in the dim light.
    He turned and started to walk along the paved path and she walked alongside him, as they made their way through the small private lot behind the concert hall. There was only space for about fifteen cars, and none of the other people with access were mulling about just yet.
    “I guess I got caught up in the excitement.”
    He grinned. “Well, I certainly found it pretty exciting.”
    “Seeing all those bare breasts, you mean?” she said.
    He stopped and turned toward her. “No. Seeing your beautiful bare breasts.”
    She stared up at his glittering eyes and couldn’t help herself. She grasped his broad shoulders and pushed herself onto her tiptoes, then kissed him.
    His arms swept around her and he tugged her close to his body, then his tongue slid into her mouth and gently explored. She groaned and held him tighter, her breasts crushed against his solid chest.
    “Fuck, Melanie,” he ground out.
    Heat thrummed through her and she glanced around, then grasped his hand and guided him off the path and into the shadow of the trees.
    “We can go to my trailer,” he suggested as she pulled him along.
    She tugged him behind a big tree. “I like it here.”
    Then she grabbed the hem of her top and pulled it up, revealing her breasts once again.
    “I can’t see you here.” His words came out low and hoarse.
    He shifted her a little to the right, still away from where anyone would see them, but where the moonlight filtered through the leaves. She could see his face as he gazed down at her breasts, his eyes blazing with heat.
    She took his hand and raised it to her chest, then placed it over her naked breast. His fingers curled around her, cupping her, her hardened nipple pressing into his palm.
    His gaze met hers and there was a ferocity in his blue eyes she’d never seen before.
    Then she stroked over the bulge in his jeans and he groaned softly. He took his hand off her breast and grasped her wrist, but he didn’t pull her hand away.
    “I want you,” she murmured. “I have for a long time.”
    “Fuck, I’m going to wind up taking you right against