If I'd Only Known (Milan Women Series Book 1) Read Free Page A

and reacquainted itself to her ears and neck
while his hands took on a whole other escapade of their own, feeling their way
to places that were strictly still virgin territory.
    “Barry,”
Perri panted, grinding her core into his probing hand. His mouth came back to
hers.
    His
hands played with her soft, brown tresses, massaging her scalp, knowing it stroked
her stress away. “Don't you know it's dangerous to open the door without asking
who it is?” he asked, kissing, nibbling, and teasing her upper and lower lips.
    “Huh?”
Perri returned the pleasant kisses. “You expect me to think right now?”
    Barrington
chuckled as he decided to give her time to regain her good senses. He licked
his lips just to taste her honey one more time. Squeezing her waist, his hands
traveled down to cup a handful of her ass, as his baby was blessed with just
enough junk in her trunk. “Seriously, Perri, you need to be more careful.” He
shook his head. “Don't ever answer the door unless you ask and know who it is
first,” he instructed her like he was reprimanding a small child.
    Perri
folded her arms and looked up at him. “Then maybe you should have thought about
that before you showed up here unannounced.”
    Barrington
chuckled. “So, you're not happy to see me?”
    Ignoring
his question, she said, “And furthermore, if you were so concerned about my
safety and well-being, why'd you just push your way in and immediately pounce
on my body?”
    He
laughed out loud. “It wasn't your body, it was your mouth.”
    “Same
difference, it’s still part of my body.”
    “I
beg to differ.” He pulled Perri back into his arms. “If I were gonna pounce on
your body, baby, it wouldn't be like this.” Barrington tasted her lips again,
kissed her, slowly slipping his well-placed tongue into the sweetness of her
mouth, and finding her tongue again, he mated with her like a savage beast.
    Unable
to help it, Perri slid her hands around his neck and caressed his scalp as she
expertly ran her fingers through his gorgeous locks, letting out a deep sigh of
surrender.
    Just
like that, Barrington ended the kiss.
    “Anyway,”
she playfully pushed at him, “what are you doing here?”
    Looking
back at the door, then her, he grinned. “You just gonna leave that door open?
You want me to discuss all our personal business where your nosy neighbors can
hear?” he teased.
    Perri
closed the door behind him and led him into the living room. “So?” She pivoted
around to face him.
    “So
what?”
    Perri
huffed. “Don't play with me, G-Man. What are you doing here?”
    “I
came to see my woman. Is that all right with you?”
    “Fine
time to be asking now that you’re here.”
    He
chuckled. “You still got that smart mouth I see.” He reached out and fingered
her lips lightly. “I like that, though,” he admitted. “Don't change.”
    “I
hadn't planned on it,” she informed him, trying to stifle the smile that so
desperately wanted to come out of hiding.
    “I
see,” he drawled.
    “You
don't see anything, Barrington. If you did, you'd know I was just playing hard
to get.”
    He
grinned. “Does that mean I got you if I want you?”
    She
grinned back. “Does that mean you want me . . . if you could have me?”
    He
had to laugh. “Why you always answer my questions with a question?”
    She
laughed, too. “Why you always ask questions that need answers?”
    They
laughed at each other.
    Barrington
shook his head. “You got such a damn smart ass mouth.”
    “No
need to worry since me and my mouth are none of your concern.”
    Stepping
closer to her, he lowered his head until his forehead touched hers. “See, now,
Perri, that's where you're wrong.” He lightly brushed his lips against hers.
“Things are different now.”
    Fighting
the desire inside, Perri said, “I don't know how you figure that.” Her eyes
fluttered shut as his mouth did things to the inside of her mouth that she knew
she had no business allowing herself to enjoy