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Though the past two days indicated otherwise, this wasn’t a fairy-tale romance. Tonight was about passion and desire, mind-blowing sex and pure satisfaction. Then they would both move on.
Wes turned Bree around and nestled her bottom against him as he trailed kisses down her neck. He slipped her dress slightly off her shoulder, and continued kissing his way down it.
She grabbed the hem of her dress and lifted it, but he stopped her.
“Don’t take it off.” He growled, his lips brushing her ear. He palmed her breast, tracing the tight bud with his thumb. Wes glided his other hand down her side, then up the inside of her thigh. “All night I’ve imagined what it’d be like to bend you over in this little dress and take you from behind.”
Wes slid his fingertips along the crease of her hip, then across the waistband of her silky underwear. Her nipple beaded as he slipped his hand beneath the elastic band and over the narrow patch of curls. Bree gasped when he stroked the stiff bundle of nerves.
“Damn, you’re wet.” He breathed in her ear, running his tongue along its outer shell. Wes flicked his finger over the nub, enjoying her small gasp and the way her belly tightened in response. “Been thinking about me, haven’t you?”
“No longer than you’ve been thinking about me.” The statement began with defiance, but ended with a sensual murmur that did things to him.
“You’re right.” Wes chuckled, pulling her tighter against his growing shaft. “Because I’ve been wanting to do this since the night we met.”
Wes splayed two fingers and slipped them back and forth over the hardened nub. Bree sucked in a deep breath and looped an arm around his neck, her hips moving against his hand.
He slipped his other hand beneath her dress and gripped her waist, pulling her tight against him. His eyes drifted closed as he reveled in the delicious sensation of her moving against his shaft.
His mouth pressed to her ear, Wes whispered sweet, filthy nothings in it. She rode his hand, her movement growing frenzied as he related every dirty deed he had planned for their night together. Including how he planned to worship that world-champion body of hers with his tongue.
What was it about Bree Evans that made him crazy with want?
“Oh, my God, Wes.” Bree was close. Her knees trembled. Her breath came in short, hard exhalations that made his already taut member hard as steel.
He’d wanted to take her from behind. Keep it impersonal. Like two strangers in the dark. But there was something about the way she said his name. Something about how she felt in his arms. He wanted to see every inch of her. To stare in her eyes while she shattered, his name on her tongue.
He gathered her in his arms and carried her to bed.
* * *
Bree’s heart raced as Wesley set her on her feet beside the bed and started to remove his shirt, one painstaking button at a time.
“Thought we were keeping it quick and dirty.” She’d been disappointed that he’d wanted to make their first time together feel impersonal. Transactional. But she thought she’d done a relatively good job of hiding it. After all, that’s what she’d agreed to. A no-strings fling.
“Changed my mind.” He tossed his shirt and removed his pants without offering further explanation, then growled in her ear, “Now take that dress off before I do.”
“Sounds like fun.” Bree couldn’t help the grin that curled the edges of her mouth at the thought.
Even in the limited light of her darkened hotel room, she could see that she’d surprised him again.
She squealed when he lifted her and tossed her onto the bed. Suddenly, the dress was off, he’d removed her bra and they were both down to their underwear. Wes trailed kisses down her chest and belly before slowly dragging her panties down her legs.
Before she could react, he’d pressed his open mouth between her legs, his tongue lapping at her sensitive clit. Bree moaned with pleasure at the incredible sensation, calling his name before she could stop herself.
He slid his large palms beneath her hips, gripping them and pulling her closer to his mouth as he pleasured her with his tongue. She writhed as the warm sensation of ecstasy built at her center and her legs started to shake.
