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She stomped across the room, determined to reach the curving staircase that led to the upper bedroom and peace. She passed Rowdy with a disdainful little hiss, so irked and frustrated with his male, redneck attitude that she could have kicked him.
“Oh, no, you don’t. ”
She hadn’t expected him to reach for her. But even if she had, she wouldn’t have expected him to lift her so quickly into his arms before his lips slammed down on hers.
It wasn’t a romantic kiss. It wasn’t soft and delving, or deep and passionate. It was hungry demand, carnal intent. It stole resistance and replaced it with pure fiery need, and nothing less.
Before she could protest, before she even processed the information, she found her rear braced on the counter, her thighs spread, and Rowdy devouring her.
She was lost in him, helpless in his arms as usual and loving it. Her fingers speared into his hair as his lips moved over hers, his tongue a restless marauder that conquered hers with inordinate ease.
And his hands weren’t still either. Within seconds, the bikini top she wore was tossed aside, the hard tips of her breasts pressing into the fine layer of hair that covered his broad chest.
She shifted against him, her fingernails digging into his scalp as the tender, spike-hard tips burned in pleasure.
Kelly moaned at the loss as his lips pulled from hers, moving to her neck as her head fell back, the whiplash of sensations jerking her against him as his broad palms framed the tender mounds when he pulled back.
“So pretty. ” His lips were swollen, his eyes heavy-lidded and intense as they focused on the swollen curves. “You have the prettiest nipples, Kelly. As pretty pink as cotton candy. And they taste just as sweet. ”
Her gaze fell to her breasts. The light pink nipples were straining toward him, diamond-hard and desperate for his touch. No other man had touched her there. No one but Rowdy. She ached for him, needed him, belonged to him.
“I won’t stop here,” he whispered, his gaze lifting to hers. “Once I sate myself on these pretty nipples, I’m going to go lower, Kelly. I’m going to strip those damned bottoms off and spread your pretty legs. Then I’m going to lap at every sweet drop of syrup running between your thighs. Are you ready for that? And I won’t care who’s watching. ”
“God, Rowdy, I’ve dreamed of it. ” She had tossed in her lonely bed as the hunger for it kept her awake night after night.
A primal growl left his throat as his head lowered, his tongue swiping over one tender nipple before he enveloped it in his hot mouth.
His lips closed over the peak, sucking it into his mouth as his tongue curled around it. Kelly jerked violently, the pleasure so strong, so fiery that she could do nothing but cry out in response. Rowdy’s hard hands held her in place as his lips devoured her, sending her senses reeling, her pulse rocketing as sensuality wrapped around her.
She heard a male groan, but whose it was she wasn’t certain.
“They’ll just watch,” he whispered as his head lifted. “Watch me eat every perfect inch of your body this time. That’s all. No pressure, Kelly. ”
She arched toward him. She didn’t want to hear about it, she didn’t want to analyze it. She wanted to feel. She wanted each sensation to rip through her, wanted the pleasure to never end.
And he took the offering. His lips closed on the opposite peak, drawing it into his mouth and setting it aflame as he surrounded the other with his thumb and forefinger. Then, his fingers tightened.
“Rowdy!” The surprised exclamation echoed around her as the fiery lance of sensation tore through her. Not quite pain. Almost, but a fiery kind of hurt that made the pleasure hotter, sweeter.
“God, Kelly…” The rough moan was whispered between her breasts as his head moved. He was fighting for breath, his fingers working her nipple, causing her to shudder with each tug at the eager tip. She could feel the hunger blazing out of control now, the need ripping through her, hard, bright, and hotter than a living flame. And she needed more. So much more.
Kelly could feel Dawg and Natches watching as she burned in Rowdy’s arms. His lips and hands were never still, caressing over her, filling her senses with the dark taste of passion and the stinging need growing within her.
She was desperate for him. Her legs wrapped around his hips as she pressed her mound tighter against the rock-hard length of his cock. Her swollen clit was screaming for relief even as her tormented nipples begged for more.
“Come here, baby. ” Rowdy’s voice was a rough growl as he lifted her from the counter, his hands curving beneath her bottom to hold her in place against the straining length of his erection. “I’m not taking you on this counter. ”
She didn’t care where he took her, as long as he did.
“I need you. ” A whimpering cry whispered from her lips as her arms circled his shoulders, her lips moving to the corded strength of his neck. “Don’t make me wait again, Rowdy. I can’t wait any longer. ”
“No more waiting, baby. ” She felt him moving up the curving steps that led to the upper deck and the large bedroom. She had no idea if Dawg and Natches were following. She didn’t care if they were, or if they weren’t. Nothing mattered except Rowdy’s touch. Except touching Rowdy.
As he lowered her to the wide bed that dominated the center of the room, Kelly twisted, pressing against his broad shoulders until he lowered himself beside her, stretching out beneath her gaze.
Finesse be damned. She wasn’t experienced, he knew it and she knew it. But she was desperate to touch him, to taste him. Without thought she scrambled to his side, one hand gripping his shoulder, the other smoothing down his hard chest as her head lowered to the flat male nipples that drew her attention.
If his mouth on hers could make her weak, could she do the same to him?
