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It wasn’t. He saw it in her eyes. He recalled the torrential lust of last week when she had marked his shoulders with her sharp little nails, then his memories of their life together before hell, and he knew. He knew Sabella had longed for a hell of a lot more than he had allowed himself to give her. Pure lust.
A tight, hard smile twisted his lips as her gaze finally flickered in awareness of the animal she had just let loose inside him.
“You’re a liar,” he breathed, knowledge searing him, dominance rising inside him. “Tell me, Sabella. Did you ache? Did you dream of being taken hard and rough? Of getting wild and dirty with your husband? Were you too afraid to be the little wildcat you wanted to be?”
There was the truth. The flush leached from her face, her eyes darkened. He co
uld see the lust filling her, pure, unbridled, but tinged with an emotion that tightened the heart in his chest.
Sabella wanted more than just sex. She wanted more than just the wild loving. She wanted everything he had ever dreamed of giving her. And he was going to give it to her right now.
She’d hidden things from him; well, there were damned sure things he had hidden from her as well. And the need to hear his sweet Southern Bella get nasty had been an all-consuming need.
“You can get wild with me, baby.” He jerked her harder against him, let her feel the erection pounding beneath his jeans. “Come on, I dare you. I’m a stranger, Sabella. Nothing to you. Nothing to that paragon of a husband you knew. Get wild with me. And I’ll show you how I can get wild right back.”
CHAPTER TEN
Get wild with him? Pour everything into him that she had fantasized about pouring into Nathan? She stared up at Noah, her body so sensitive, so highly excited, she couldn’t deny her need.
She could barely breathe for it. It was tearing through her veins, the temptation burning through her sex.
“You want to be taken hard and wild, Sabella.” His voice deepened, darkened, as his hands speared into her hair, fingers clenching, pulling at it.
Sabella felt the shocking sensations unravel inside her. Her lashes fluttered, her knees weakened.
“You want to pull my hair, baby? Come on, Sabella, I dare you. You don’t have to give me anything he had. Give me what he didn’t have.”
She jerked against him as she felt his lips on hers, whispering over them. Her eyes opened, and wild dark blue eyes held her trapped.
“I carried your scratches last week like other men carry a medal,” he growled, then nipped her lips. “I jacked off remembering how hot you were in my arms. And then I imagined your mouth. Watching your eyes. Seeing how hungry you could get.”
He tapped into her fantasy.
Sabella licked her lips, unconsciously imagining it. Feeling his hands in her hair, imagining him holding her in place, straining against her, demanding she take him, suck him.
Noah watched her eyes, saw the need, and his cock felt tighter, harder, thicker than it ever had.
Keeping one hand in her hair, he used the other to jerk his shirt off her shoulders. She wore his clothes like a defense against the world. He wasn’t going to allow her a defense against him any longer.
Below it was the sleeveless T-shirt she wore tucked into her jeans.
“I don’t think—”
“Don’t think,” he urged her, keeping his voice low, his eyes on her. “Unless you want to think about me fucking your mouth. I’m going to do that, Sabella. I’m going to watch those pretty pink lips open, watch my cock sink inside your mouth.”
She’d gone down on him before. She’d teased, licked, sucked playfully, she’d even taken his release and licked her lips like a little cat. But that wasn’t what she wanted now, it wasn’t what she needed.
“Take the boots off.” He held her gaze as he moved her and pushed her onto the couch. “Take them off now, Sabella, or you’ll be wearing your jeans around your ankles while I slide deep and hard inside you. Wouldn’t you rather use those pretty legs around my back, holding me inside you?”
She licked her lips again as he moved back and sat on the heavy coffee table to untie his own boots. He got them untied, then looked up when she moved.
But she didn’t move to take off her boots. She came over to him. Noah went back on the table, catching her, his hand burying in her hair again as her lips were on his, a cry of need and hunger filling the air.
“Ah hell. Yes!” She flowed over him, straddled his hips. Her hands buried in his hair as he shoved his tongue in her mouth and fought to dominate the kiss.
She was wild. As she writhed above him, her back arched, her pussy bore down on the thick erection beneath his jeans and her hands tore at his shirt.
He managed to get it off. Managed to get her shirt and bra above her breasts while she sucked and bit at his neck, leaving a mark he knew the world would see and he didn’t give a damn.
