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She pushed a braid behind her ear and swallowed. This was what she wanted, and yet, she was terrified to take that step. It could be the wrong choice. “Tell me something you don’t mind a stranger knowing,” she blurted out as a way to prolong her decision.
To her surprise, he answered without hesitation. “My wife left me because of what I am.”
He turned around and walked up to her, pinning her to the tree with his body pressed to hers. Keena’s nerve endings at every point in her body seemed to vibrate.
“I say that to my lover and not a stranger.”
“W-What are you?” she asked him.
“Alone. Broken. Unfixable.”
She wet her throat, not looking at him. “He left me at the altar to be with another woman. I can’t . . . I won’t trust another man. You understand that?”
“No strings,” he repeated.
She nodded, and his mouth descended. While they kissed, moaning and tasting each other in desperation, they fumbled to remove their clothing. When they were naked, Keena tried to cover her breasts, but Ryan pulled her hands away, placed them at her sides, and licked her distended nipples. A shudder rocked her, and she threw her head back, arching into his touch. She ran her fingers through his hair, gripped it to tug him closer. Amazed at the feelings he evoked in her, she watched him lave one nipple and then the other.
He opened eyes that were darker than she’d ever seen them, and he stared into her eyes as he ran his wet tongue sensuously over her skin. Even when he sought her core with strong fingers that probed deep inside her, she couldn’t look away from him. A whimper rose in her throat at the control he demanded of her without words. His thumb massaged her bud while his fingers worked her, and all the time, his gaze possessed her, drove her to give in to him.
“Ryan,” she murmured, “I don’t know.”
“Feel it, Keena. Enjoy my touch.”
His voice, smooth and silky, compelled her. She was on the verge of a powerful orgasm. “Yes, I’m yours, Ryan,” she moaned. “I can’t help myself.”
Just when her climax was ready to burst forth, Ryan released her and stepped back. His breathing shallow and rough, he ran a hand through his hair and turned his back on her. Keena couldn’t believe the devastation that replaced the pure bliss in seconds. She sagged against the tree, her knees wobbling.
“Why? I thought we were going to . . . You weren’t enjoying yourself, were you?”
He glanced back at her over his shoulder. She thought she saw a flash of sharp teeth, but decided her mind was playing tricks on her with the sunlight bouncing around the shadowed wooded area. “You can’t begin to imagine how much I enjoy touching you. It’s just that I don’t want . . . uh . . .” He couldn’t seem to find the words, and like he did when she first met him, he decided not to explain.
When he moved down to the water’s edge, seeming to have a total lack of self-consciousness over being naked, she followed at a slower pace. Behind him, she watched him dip a foot into the water, and she admired how amazing a body he had. No excess flesh anywhere marred his perfection. His buttocks were tight, his thighs thick and muscled, coated with a fine layer of dark, curly hair. She followed his movements with her gaze when he raised a hand to his neck, loving how the biceps contracted. A man with a body like his, a face like his, even with his dark aura, he could have any woman he wanted. She’d be on her knees ready and willing.
But he wanted her, and she was sure of that. So why did he back off? Was he feeling guilty over his wife? From what Keena could gather, his divorce had happened years ago, and while she understood the impact that kind of hurt could have on a person for life, she didn’t believe Ryan had been celibate since then.
Then it was her, his reaction to her that threw him off balance. That had to be it because when he touched her, when he looked at her and his eyes had shifted from deep blue to almost black, she felt something come over her, and all she desired was to give herself to him. That was scary as hell but not something she would deny herself from experiencing.
She grinned as a thought came to her. Maybe what Mr. Ryan Storm, control freak, needed was a woman who would push him past the limits he put on himself, who would wrench back some of that control if necessary.
She sauntered up behind him and rested her fingertips on his back. The muscles there tensed, but Keena didn’t let that discourage her. She leaned in and pressed a kiss to his hot skin and then ran her hands down his sides, stroked his hips, and grabbed his ass. At her boldness, he sucked in a sharp breath. She chuckled. Her exploration of his body continued with a caress along his thighs, on around to the front of them, and up to his stiff shaft.
A grunt escaped Ryan’s lips, and he laid his hand over hers as if to stop her, but she pushed him away. She stroked from base to tip, gave a gentle squeeze, and started a slow rhythm up and down his length.
“You shouldn’t,” Ryan murmured, his tone attesting to the pleasure she gave him.
Keena ignored him. She dropped to her knees and tugged at one of his thighs until he was forced to turn and face her. Without hesitation, she took the tip of his shaft into her mouth and cut her eyes up at him as she teased it with her tongue. Ryan’s eyes grew wide, the look of fear almost making her stop, but she wouldn’t. This wasn’t just about him. It was about her as well. She wanted to come. She wanted to feel that explosion he had brought her to the brink of, and more. And since they both wanted it, if she had to seduce it from him, so be it.
Still staring up at him, she took him deep into her mouth. The salty taste of him intoxicated her more than Mirabelle’s potion ever could. She wanted more. She wanted to swallow him. The sensation of him sliding in and out of her mouth, so big and thick that she pictured him between her legs, made her ache. Moaning, eyelids fluttering, she reached down between her thighs, stroked herself, and then eased her fingers inside of her, slick and wet. Watching her play with herself must have sent Ryan over the edge because his balls tightened, and after one shout, he emptied himself into her mouth.
Keena drew back so she wouldn’t choke, but she sucked him hard and swallowed his juices as fast as she could. When he finished, she let him slip from her lips and licked the underside of his shaft. Ryan reached down and lifted her into his arms.
“You’re a very naughty woman, Keena.”
She rolled her eyes. “You liked it.”
He rested his lips against her neck, holding her tight to his chest. “Make no mistake about it, I loved it, and I shall return the favor.”
He turned toward the water still holding her and stepped down into it. The chill made Keena shiver, but Ryan stroked her arms when they were settled face-to-face in the rippling depths. “I’ll warm you.”
