Shock ripped through Ben at how hard Cori gripped and kissed him. He couldn't believe she took the news about Eli this well. He'd figured she'd be upset, angry, maybe even a puddle of tears. But he hadn't expected this. Unless, perhaps this was her way of letting off steam, letting it out.
His mind turned to mush the second her tiny, warm hand slid under his waistband and wrapped around him.
He yanked her shirt over her head, not caring where it landed, then flicked open her front bra clasp and fastened his mouth to her small, delectable breast. Her husky moan echoed in his little kitchen, encouraging him to suck harder.
Her busy hands pushed his jeans and boxers over his hips. He toed off his shoes and stepped out of his pants. He had every intention of hauling her off to his bed when she pulled herself from him, bent over, yanked off her shoes and pants, and hopped onto his kitchen table.