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“We’ll get there. Stop worrying.” Before he realized her intent, she boxed him in between the door, the SUV, and her body. She pushed him gently back, enjoying the hard muscles of his chest beneath her palm, then slid into the space between his spread thighs. Then she plucked the fob from his fingers and tucked it into the back of her tight jeans. Jeans she’d worn for him.
Lifting her hand, she caressed her palm along the taut lines of his strong, firm jaw, trying to ease the tension vibrating off his entire body. “I’ll get him a dog treat,” she murmured.
He didn’t touch her as Maddy ached for him to. In fact, he went to great pains to make certain he kept his hands to himself even though she was practically draped over him and tucked up against his groin.
“Maddy—”
She silenced his incoming protest with her fingers against his mouth. His lips were so warm and pliant and tempting, and all she could think about was tasting him and making that precious control of his shatter. Feeling the barely leashed aggression beneath his reserve, along with the solid length of his shaft pressing against her, she knew she was close to doing just that.
Maddy had fantasized about being ravished by this man, except he was trying to be true to his word. He hadn’t exactly told her no. She had no problem doing the persuading and the seducing. “I’ve been dying to kiss you,” she whispered as she eased herself tighter against him, a place that was oh-so-intimate. “Really kiss you. Slow, and long, and deep.”
Sinking her fingers into the soft, richly textured hair at the nape of his neck, she lowered her mouth to steal one, but right before her lips made contact with his, he jerked his head back.
“Seriously, Maddy, there’s a time and place for this. Brawler’s going to get pissed and you don’t want him pissed.”
She sighed. His reaction was disappointing, of course, but Maddy wasn’t completely surprised considering he’d been thwarting her attempts to get close to him. But she wasn’t discouraged, and she didn’t take his rejection personally, not when he was staring at her with eyes that were dark and tormented with wanting, and the struggle within him was nearly palpable.
“All of this is because of a dog?”
“It’s not just any dog. He’s one of us, Maddy. He’s a Military Working Dog, our dog.”
“So, if it wasn’t for Beast? You’d kiss me?”
He exhaled a long, harsh breath and curled his hands into tight fists at his sides, still not allowing himself to touch her. “I’ve had a goddamn raging hard-on since I laid eyes on you, princess.”
“Yeah, it’s nice,” she agreed as she stroked her palms up his jean-clad thighs, until her fingers grazed the very impressive bulge. The dim light in the garage washed across his gorgeous features and gleamed off his bright hair, his look making him appear every inch the rebel. “Just one kiss, then?”
“I don’t think I can stop at one kiss and our teammate is waiting for us.”
His words were so real and honest, they made her heart skip a beat to think he found her that irresistible. “Let’s risk it.”
Smiling, she leaned toward him and nipped gently at his bottom lip, teasing him with the promise of something hotter, deeper, sweeter. “Kiss me, Shark,” she breathed against the corner of his mouth while she brazenly tugged his shirt out of the waistband of his jeans so she could slip her hands beneath the warm, soft cotton material. “Touch me,” she urged as she splayed her palms on his rock-hard stomach and glided them upward, aching to feel his hands on her, too.
A low, untamed growl ripped from his chest, and that stubborn, unyielding control of his finally, finally, gave way to all the pent-up desire and hunger he’d been struggling against. His hands, which had been so idle before, now came up and tangled in her hair, and in the next moment he crushed his mouth to hers. Her lips parted on a gasp of surprise, and he took advantage and slid his tongue inside, reckless and demanding, sweeping every one of her senses into overload.
His response was absolutely, positively, heavenly. She’d managed to unleash his lust, and now all that alpha male aggression was spilling over into the hottest, most erotic kiss she’d ever had the pleasure of receiving. Returning the kiss with equal abandon, she wrapped her arms around his waist beneath his T-shirt, trying to get as close to him as she could.
Judging by the restless shift of his body against hers, he seemed to want the same thing. She felt the impatient energy in him jack up. What had she unleashed here?
Something she’d never experienced before, and she had to chalk up her recent seven relationships as nothing more than shallow dalliances. That made her pause, only for a moment. She’d really have to delve in deeper after that strange thought.
She’d just met this guy, this was their first kiss, and it was…mind-bending, elevating, and earth-shattering. She shivered, then moaned in pure abandon when he buried his face against her throat and warmed her skin with his breath and the hot, damp press of his lips nuzzling just beneath her jaw.
Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back to give his mouth better access, while one of his hands skimmed down her back to the base of her spine and the other gave a gentle tug to the snaps securing the front of her top. One, two, three, four… they popped open, exposing her bra and the full upper swells of flesh nearly overflowing the lace-edged cups. He lifted his head, watching as he pushed the stretchy fabric down and released one of her breasts, then the other, to his dark, avid gaze. Her nipples hardened instantly, and he saw that, too.
An involuntary sound escaped her lips, a whimper of need that Shark recognized and understood. He covered both of her bare breasts with his hands, the slight roughness of his palms abrading the sensitive tips as he gently kneaded the soft mounds of flesh. Then the lazy friction of his thumbs joined in on the action, stroking and swirling around her aureoles, rasping across her nipples—gentle at first, then harder, firmer, creating a firestorm of sensation that spiraled straight down to the pit of her stomach, and lower.
She groaned in surrender, in anticipation of feeling his mouth on her. The wanting made her weak. The waiting made her impatient. Sliding her hands into his hair, she pulled his head down and arched her back, silently begging him to take her into his mouth—and ready to strangle him if he refused.
Obviously done denying her, or himself, he licked at her stiff nipples, a wet, velvet swipe of his tongue over each tender peak. A slow, lazy lap designed to torment and tease. A soft, heated stroke that made her tremble and moan. The gentle scrape of his teeth was both sweet bliss and exquisite pain. When he finally sucked her deep into his mouth, the pleasure was so immense, her entire body shuddered, and she cried out.
Her wanton response tore a groan out of him, too, and his mouth came back to hers in a desperate, needy kiss that made her mind spin. The deep, assertive stroke of his tongue echoed the decadent, erotic rhythm of hot sex. He circled his strong arms around her and pulled her close, but when that didn’t seem like enough—for either of them—he skimmed his flattened palms all the way down her back to her hips. She was still straddling his thighs, but that didn’t stop him from tucking his hands beneath her bottom and hauling her up against him with her legs all but wrapped around his waist.
Her top gaped open, and dim light painted her naked flesh and lush curves with an opalescent hue. She’d never felt more beautiful, or more desirable, than she did at that moment with Shark staring down at her, worshipping her with his reverent gaze.
Maddy leaned into him, pressing against his muscled body intimately, insistently to hers with his thick erection fitting naturally in the crux of her thighs. Threading her fingers through his silky hair once again, she welcomed another deep, drugging kiss, and sighed against his lips as his hands caressed her breasts and warmed them in his palms. His mouth eventually followed, trailing a searing path from her neck to her tight, puckered nipples. With the wet heat of his tongue, he lavished each one with a generous amount of attention before kissing and nuzzling his way down to her soft belly. When he reached the low waistband of her jeans, instead of unsnapping her pants and continuing the journey, which she would have more than welcomed, he instead stopped and laid his head on her stomach.
She was panting, and he was breathing just as hard. Hot, damp puffs of air caressed her belly, and the stubble on his jaw chafed her skin. She waited, knowing exactly what he was going to say, even before he said it.
