Yesterday he’d thought she looked doable. But tonight, the girl made his mouth water. Just as he was about to tell her so, he remembered what she’d said—not wanting weak words. She wanted her man to make her feel hot.

So instead he took a step forward and reached for her, palming the back of her head. She looked surprised as he bent down and then he was kissing her, his lips rubbing warmly over hers. He knew how to make her want more, biting down on her lower lip and tugging gently, then soothing with his tongue. Teasing at her upper lip, he found she tasted of faintly berry and deeper, where she was moist and hot, of mint.

With a surprised little moan, she stretched, arms going about his neck as she parted her lips for him. His hands went to her ass, drawing her up against him. That’s right, kiss me back, he thought thickly, licking into her mouth.

He stroked his tongue against hers, and then he felt her shyly circling, deepening the kiss as she accepted him, sucking with soft rhythmic pulls. His cock jerked in response each time, and he wanted her to feel it. Shit, it had been a long time since kissing could light him up like this. Ash cupped her ass in his hands and rolled her against him as they kissed. Felt her melting, knew she wanted to hook her thigh over his hip and draw him back into the apartment. And he was all for that. God, he wanted to get inside her.

A moment later she seemed to realize how close she was to losing all control. “Oh my God,” she said, breathless. “We’re in the hall.”

He gave her a slow grin. “That we are. Pretty happy to see me, huh?”

“It’s not fair,” she complained, grabbing her bag. He glanced into her apartment and found it to be a hotel room more than anything else. “You caught me buzzing last night and I told you things you wouldn’t know otherwise. That kiss, for instance.”

“Don’t even try. You loved that kiss.” Ellie shut the door, and he waited for her to precede him, setting his hand on the small of her back.