QUOTE : In a moment of sheer recklessness, I melt against him and let him do what I wanted him to the second I saw him fresh out of the shower.<br /><br />The beer bottle slips from my fingers and crashes to the floor, but he doesn’t seem to care as he presses his mouth against mine.<br /><br />His whiskers rough against my skin, his hands around my waist, pleasure rushes around my body as he pushes me against the counter.<br /><br />Our tongues dance together until I’m moaning and running my hands through his still damp hair.<br /><br />He pulls back, his breathing ragged. “I can’t be doing this,” he says.<br /><br />Since that’s pretty much what I was thinking I find myself agreeing. “It’s a bad idea.”<br /><br />His breathing is rapid as his hands trail down until they’re resting on my ass. He stares at me, unmoving, as if he can’t decide whether to stay or to go.<br /><br />With my pulse speeding and my body starting to tremble with need, I trail my hands down his muscled arms.<br /><br />He feels so good, so strong, and I’m enjoying it way too much to stop at one kiss. “You aren’t moving,” I whisper.<br /><br />A flash of amusement crosses his face. “Neither are you.”<br /><br />We stare at each other, electricity surging between us until I stop caring about whether this is a bad idea.<br /><br />He runs his hand up my spine, sending shivers through my body. His voice comes out rough as he pulls me closer. “A bad, bad, idea,” he says.<br /><br />But when he kisses me again, and my skin ignites, my body seems to decide this is a very, very good idea.