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Surging forward, I latched onto his arms and implored him to listen. “Don’t you see? This book is all about a boy and a girl with difficult home lives who make a whole new world of their own away from all the bad stuff. That’s what you did for me, Chief. You created a whole new world where I was allowed to live with you, Dominic, and Aunt Lori.”
“Raven—”
But I couldn’t stop. “Unlike the book, my tragedy didn’t strike until much later in life when I gave up on myself.” I reached up to touch his bearded jaw. “So, in a way, the girl I used to be, the insecure girl who didn’t trust her instincts and didn’t like herself? Well, she died. She’s just a ghost who haunts me sometimes. But here I can stand in front of you without the burdens she carried. Without the constant doubts and fears. You see me, can’t you?”
His hand rose to keep mine on his face. “Yeah, and you’re so fucking beautiful.”
A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. “So, this thing between us. You and me? Do you still want to try?”
He set the books down and stared down at me with an intense gaze. With his voice strained, nostrils flaring, chest heaving, all the signs were there. His desire for me was powerful. Grabbing my neck with both of his meaty hands, he stared at my lips. “Hell, yeah.”
One spark and we would ignite.
Letting my eyes drift to focus on his perfect face, I spoke the two words that would either bring ecstasy or devastation. I knew I was rolling the dice, but I couldn’t fight it another second. Licking my lips in anticipation, I swallowed and let my lips part. “I’m ready.”
With that declaration, his leash snapped.
His hands dove into my hair as his lips crashed into mine, sweeping me away in a scorching kiss. I clung to him as the fire between us grew. His woodsy scent overwhelmed me. His grunts and growls incited me. His hands gripped me so tightly I would probably bruise. But I didn’t care. He felt so fucking good.
As his lips traveled down to my neck, words spilled out. “Holy hell, Chief. If I knew you could kiss like this, we would have done it years ago.” I panted as he attacked my neck with nips and bites. “Gah! And you’re a biter too? Jesus, fuck, I love that!”
The more I cursed, the wilder he became. Without an ounce of finesse, he fumbled with my coat until he threw it to the floor. He feasted on my lips, backing me up until I unceremoniously slammed into the door. Pressing his hips into mine, cornering me, making me feel how hard I’d made him was fucking everything. He didn’t just want me. He felt a deep, dirty desire for me that I couldn’t wait to experience.
With impossibly dark eyes, his intense gaze had me pinned while he reached for his sweater and tugged. When his T-shirt came off too, I gasped at the gorgeous man in front of me. I’d seen him a million times without a shirt, but not like this. This was a god among men with all his desire focused on me. Moisture pooled between my thighs and my inner muscles clenched. Oh, hell, yeah. Deep and dirty it would be.
22
RANSOM
Fucking hell, I finally had Phoebe in my arms, under my lips, tasting her as I’d always dreamed. And just like I expected, she tasted as sweet as she smelled. Her vanilla scent drove me wild until I was losing my mind in a heady mix of lust and filth. My shirt was already off and my pants were next.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I thought I should slow down, make it special for her. So, I kept my pants on and dove back in to taste her. Again and again. As much as I wanted to plunge into her pussy wet for only me, I loved this woman and I wanted her in my life forever.
With my arms around her, my hips pressing my steel cock into her dress-covered center, my brain warred with itself. Part of me wanted to just carry her to the bedroom, throw her on the bed, and have my way with her. But another part of me knew this was a big deal to her. It wasn’t her first time, but I was going to be her last first time. This was it for us. I needed to show her how much I wanted her, desired her with every fiber of my being, and was completely consumed by her.
Pressing my nose to her neck and holding her wrists to the door behind her, I spoke to her in a low growl between nips and sucks of her delicate throat. “Chrissakes, Raven, you’ve got me fucking losing it.”
With reckless abandon, she lifted an eyebrow in challenge. “Prove it.”
“Fuuuck!” I growled, lifting her. Wrapping her legs around my waist, even through my jeans I felt her hot center pressed into my engorged shaft and felt a tingle at the base of my spine. That delicious feeling when you’re so fucking turned on you’ve lost your sanity.
Without care, I forced my feet down the hallway toward the bedroom, crashing into the wall. I couldn’t get to the bed. I needed her too much. Letting the wall hold her, I allowed my hands to grab and squeeze the place they’d been wanting to go all fucking night. Sliding my hands under her flirty dress, I reached for her ass while kissing the hell out of her. Deep, open-mouthed kisses while I grabbed her ass hard. Kneaded it. I wanted to fucking bite it. And with her little gasps and moans, I knew she liked it as much as I did.
I needed her so fucking much, I pulled her from the wall, trying to get to the bedroom. But Phoebe turned to look where we were going. That would not do. I wanted her full attention on me. Spinning, I pushed her up against the wall again and took control of her. Overwhelmed her senses. My lips captured hers. One hand grasped her neck holding her in place. The feel of her racing pulse under my fingers made my cock swell and I felt the growl pass from my chest to her mouth. My other hand stayed under her skirt. I clutched her thigh, stretching my fingers as far as I could. And then I felt them. Her lacy panties. Groaning, I pressed my finger into her panties until her arousal soaked through and coated it. She thought she could tease me, with this dress and these undergarments, but I’d show her what that got her. Biting her lip a little, I reminded her who was in charge and she let out a little puff of air, thrusting her pelvis toward me. Thank fuck she liked that as much as I did.
Pushing off the wall again, we were almost to the bedroom when I felt her pebbled nipples on my bare chest. Crashing against the doorframe, I held her there while my hands cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples through the fabric. And then I felt it. The little bow on this dress that made it look like a present I needed to unwrap. Well, I was going to fucking unwrap it right the hell now.
Her little strangled moan at the feel of my shaft pushed into her center and my hands cupping her breasts made me feel like a goddamn hero.
Wrenching my lips from hers, I gave her a dark look, then leaned down to pull the ribbon with my teeth. The moment I had it pulled, I nipped and kissed her chest. But I couldn’t wait another second. I needed to actually see them. Not just through a tank top she wore to bed. Not just a little side boob when she woke up disheveled in the morning. I needed to spread her out, reveal her gorgeous breasts, and feast on them. As I leaned back enough to see them, a thin strapless bra was still in my fucking way. As ample as she was, though, they spilled out. It drove me so fucking crazy that I pushed us off the doorframe to the bed.
Holy shit, I needed her. Her heavy-lidded eyes and sadistic fingernails showed me how much she needed me too. Oh, God, this was actually happening. She wasn’t stopping me. Not taking another second to think about it, my plan was to explore every gorgeous inch of her until I’d had my fill ten times over. And then we’d start again. She was everything I thought she’d be and so much more. Her responsiveness, her little sounds. They all drove me fucking wild.
Tossing her onto the bed, I flipped on the side lamp. Leaning down, I unzipped my boots and tossed them off. When I tore off my socks, she leaned forward watching, mesmerized or maybe stunned by the amount of electricity surging through us. So, I took the opportunity to unbuckle my belt slowly and throw it aside. Then I unbuttoned my jeans, slowly lowering the zipper past my needy cock, pushing them down my legs and stomping them to the floor. Then I stood in front of her in just a pair of black silk boxers, completely insufficient to cover me anyway, so I shoved those down too.
She gave a gasp, then licked her lips. Oh, there would be time for that later. But right now, she was wearing far too many clothes.
Giving her a devilish look, I stalked toward her. She pulled the pieces of her dress back together, covering herself in front of me and that would just not do. Yanking the pieces of the dress from her hands, I shredded the skirt of the dress and flicked the clasp of the bra until she was lying in front of me wearing only a small scrap of black lace over her mound.
