Bluegrass Undercover (Bluegrass Brothers)

another step forward. He felt the soft outline of her breast as it brushed against his fleece pullover. He watched as she tilted her chin up, offering him her lips.
    Cade didn’t know what to do, so he just stood still, debating. Kiss. Punch. Kiss. Punch. He was debating when the choice was taken away from him. Her lips met his. He felt her hesitatingly kiss him. He had to admit it wasn’t his finest kiss. He was just too shocked to do anything. Finally his baser instincts won out, and he felt all restraint leave his body. It was definitely worth another black eye.
    He opened to her then and felt her tongue tentatively seek entrance. That was his undoing. He was tired of being still. He wrapped her in his arms and pulled her against him. Her body was so damn sexy. She was all lush curves and felt as a woman should. He applied more pressure to her lips and slipped his tongue around hers. God, he wanted her, and wanted her now. The couch was somewhere nearby, and all he cared about was getting her naked and exploring the fullness of those breasts and the gentle curve of her hip.
    He took a step back and bumped into the small side table on the far end of the couch. Thinking it was the couch, he moved to sit down, bumping onto the table top instead. He put his hand out behind him to steady himself when his foot got tangled in the phone cord. He tried to kick it off, but instead lost his balance and fell back onto the table.
     
    Annie couldn’t believe she had done that. It was so obvious he didn’t want to kiss her. But, she’d been thinking of kissing him before he came, and it just sort of happened. She had never chased a guy in her life, but it seemed to work. He had wrapped his arms around her and the kiss had turned hot!
    And then it ended. What the heck? Annie opened her eyes and found Cade falling backward onto the table, the table covered with lit candles! He landed in the middle of the table, the action causing some of the candles to fall to the ground. Annie immediately stomped them out with her fuzzy socks.
    “Wow. That was smooth,” Cade murmured as he righted himself.
    Annie was about to throw him a smile when she saw it. “Cade! Your arm. It’s on fire!” she said slowly, not wanting him to panic and start running around making it worse.
    He looked down at his arm, and she was pretty impressed that his eyes didn’t even go wide. He slipped his arm out of the sleeve and pulled the fleece and the t-shirt stuck to it off. He folded it carefully, wrapping the shirt over the fire and extinguishing it.
    “Well, that was convenient. I wanted your shirt off anyways.” She shrugged and stepped forward to grab the smoldering shirt and toss it in the sink. “Now. Where were we?”
    “I’ m pretty sure I was about to do something like this.” She felt herself be scooped up into arms. She thought for a moment to fight it, but when had she ever let herself be treated like a woman? No, she was going to enjoy it.
     
    He carried her through the door to her bedroom. She felt right in his arms. He looked over her head and into the room and froze for a moment. A twin bed? That was seriously going to limit his smoothness in bed.
    “Is everything all right?” He heard the nervousness in her voice. He would do whatever it took to banish any signs of nervousness.
    “It’s perfect. Now, I think it’s unfair you have seen me naked, but I haven’t seen you naked yet.”
    “I had my eyes covered, remember.”
    “Liar.” He set her down and brought his lips to hers. Softly, slowly he tasted her. He reached for her shirt and stripped it off before looking down at her. She was gorgeous, and he was going to show her just how amazing he thought she was.
    He ran his hands down her sides and over the curve of her hips. Her skin was so soft. It was ivory and there was a sprinkling of freckles covering her shoulders. He leaned down to kiss them. He worked his way up the column of her neck and grew bolder when he heard her moan in satisfaction.
    His hands slid under the elastic band of her sports bra and cupped her breast. His hand got stuck, though, as he tried to remove it to help take off the blasted thing. Smooth, Davies, real smooth. He was so nervous. He knew it already. He just wasn’t going to admit why it was so different this time. Cade slid his hands down her hips, under those cute pajamas, and down her legs while he pushed them to the ground.
    It was going to be hard to make himself take his time. He