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She’s laughing when her mouth swoops for mine again.
We collide like the Fourth of July.
When she tries to escape the fireworks, I hold her closer, kiss her deeper, my cock throbbing in delicious agony.
She undoes the first couple buttons on my shirt.
My inner beast snarls as I seize her wrist, pulling myself upright again, butt anchored to the bed's edge.
“Only if you’re sure, Paige. If you’re not, I’ll hold you all night. I’m here for you—all of you—now.”
She brings the crown of her head to my chest, hiding her face. “Um, don’t you—do you not want to?”
I put my hand under her chin, tilt her face up, and let my tongue show her just how fucking bad I want her.
“Since the moment you walked into my office, but—” I stop. Damn. I don’t want to say this.
“But?”
“You felt played by what happened before, and I can’t lose you again. I’ve lived three weeks without you, a Paige-fucking-desert. I hated it. This can’t be something you regret.”
“I didn’t think that until after things went sour, Ward. And now that they’re not...I need you. In me.” Her mouth crushes mine.
A ragged groan explodes up my throat.
Fuck.
She straddles me, her long legs winding around my waist. She runs her fingers over the exposed skin where she’s undone my shirt, working at the rest of my buttons.
Who knew having her fingers crawling down my chest could feel better than being blown?
I’m titanium by the time she’s on the last button.
She pushes the sleeves of the now open shirt past my shoulders. I shed it with a happy grunt.
I have no restraint, no patience, no sanity left.
My hands slide up her dress with the heat of the sun.
I yank it off in one brute pull and roll her deeper into bed with me.
My fingertips trace the bare skin of her back until I find the bra clasp and rip the hook open.
Perky breasts spring free like they were made for my thieving palms, my mouth, my dick between them. I’ve never wanted to worship a pair of nipples so badly in my life.
Snarling, I work the straps down her arms, dipping her back with a noise that could scare a Siberian tiger.
She’s breathing so heavy I could die—happily.
I move away from her face, releasing the dancing tongue in my mouth, desperate for air.
Only, I’m far more desperate for Paige.
“Wait. One more.” My lips are on hers again, tongues mingling, trading breaths hot enough to sear.
I barely pull myself away to kiss down her neck, straight to the top of one round, perfect tit.
Cupping the weight of her breast in my hand, I drag my fingertip across a pink bud, loving how she shudders.
“Ohhh.”
Yeah, woman.
Give it up.
Just like that ten thousand times more.
She thrusts against me, and even through her panties and my slacks, there’s no missing the slick warmth teasing my dick to madness.
I wrap my hands around her back, pulling her in, my mouth claiming each nipple like a war trophy.
She pushes down over me again, and I can’t help but thrust up, running my cock over the outline of her sweetness.
Her hands grasp my waist. Fingers, desperate and divine. She removes my belt, then fumbles with my button, gliding off the bed and onto her knees on the floor in front of me.
I could stop and help her.
It’s hard not to, because I want to sink into her. But her tongue is in my mouth again, and I’m not letting go for anything.
I’ve been without her for three hundred-year weeks. I don’t fucking care if this takes all night.
Hell, I want it to.
I’m just as glad it doesn’t when she peels my pants open. They hit the floor with a whoosh as I stand.
Breaking our kiss, she presents herself to me in only lacey hip hugger panties and a lush, pensive smirk.
“So. Fucking. Beautiful,” I whisper, caressing her face, pushing the tip of my thumb just past her lips.
The way she sucks almost keels me right over.
I’m madder than I’ve ever been to cleave her open.
I lean over and pull on one leg, lifting her up. Blue lace falls around her feet. She steps out of the fabric puddle, naked and irresistible.
Growling, I pick her up and plant us both on the bed again, her on my lap, shoving her legs open.
“Shouldn’t we lie down—”
No.
She gets my shaft mid-word and gasps like an angel dragged to earth as I grind her over it.
My arms lock around her back, sealing us together, pressing her tits into my chest.
“Not the hell today, sweetheart. Nothing’s going down but this.”
As long as I live, I’ll never quite fathom what happens then as the whole world blurs into this pulsing fire of my girl and piston hips that feel inhuman.
Our tongues meet. I match my thrusts to the strokes of my tongue, gently rocking us at first, and then becoming all too savage.
