Protecting the Future (SEAL of Protection Book 8) (23 page)

Ghost’s other hand came up to the opposite side of her face and he tilted her head to a better angle. They made out in the back of the taxi, not paying attention to where the driver was taking them or if he was purposely taking the long route to get to the hotel to earn more money. Rayne knew it would be worth every pound if he was. Ghost’s hands stayed at her face, never taking advantage, never moving farther down her body.

Rayne arched into Ghost and put her hands around him. She clutched at his back, trying to get closer. The lust she felt for him was crazy. It was insane. She didn’t know anything about the man who was devouring her lips as if he’d never get enough, except that his name was John Benbrook and he lived in Fort Worth, Texas, but at the moment, she didn’t care.

She had no idea how far their make-out session would’ve gone, probably not as far as
she
wanted it to, but the taxi driver cleared his throat and declared that they were at the Park Plaza Hotel.

Rayne pulled away from Ghost and refused to meet his eyes, knowing she was blushing. She realized she was more turned on by that one kiss than she’d been the last time she’d made love. She didn’t want to seem desperate, but she was ready to say to hell with their tour and let him drag her upstairs to one of the rooms at the hotel and have his way with her.

Ghost brought one hand up and tenderly ran it over the top of her head, over her hair, and down her back. He wiped her swollen, wet lips with the pad of his thumb without a word.

Rayne finally worked up the nerve to look up at Ghost and the gleam in his eye made her feel better that their crazy attraction wasn’t only one sided. He looked to be about a second away from throwing her down on the seat and making her lose her mind.

With one last smiled, he pulled away and reached into his back pocket for his wallet. He pulled out a wad of pounds he’d exchanged at the airport and paid the driver.

Rayne took the time to gather her purse and open the door. She waited at the back of the taxi for Ghost and the driver. Finally they joined her and the driver opened the trunk and got out her overnight bag and Ghost’s duffle.

“Come on, Rayne,” Ghost said, reaching out and grabbing the handle of her suitcase with one hand and pulling her into his side with the other. “We’ll stash our bags with the concierge and see what trouble we can get into.”

Relieved the sexual tension was broken, at least for the moment, Rayne fell into step beside Ghost and had a pretty good idea what her decision would be at the end of the evening. She wanted nothing more than to spend the night with the mysterious man at her side.

Consequences be damned.

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