Page 69 of American Royalty


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Dani shook her head. “You don’t know me.”

“You’re right. I don’t. But it doesn’t matter. Because when you’re near I can’t think or focus or—”

He cupped the back of her head, pulling her close, and she didn’t fight him, her gaze on his firm lips.

Not as full as she usually preferred.

But when they touched hers, all rational thoughts boarded a nonstop flight back to the States. Light brushes and delicate nips that evolved into a panty-drenching lip-lock, his kiss was the perfect balance of curiosity and audacity. Like a man given an exquisite treasure that he revered but knew he sure as hell deserved.

His tongue slid across the seam of her lips, and, as if calibrated to his particular pressure, she opened for him, granting him access. A moan rent the air and she couldn’t tell which of them had made the needy sound. She lifted trembling fingers to the dark strands nestled at the back of his head and let them delve into the silky richness.

Her heart pounded in her chest with bruising force and her pulse thundered in her ears. He tasted so good. So sweet. And his tongue? It could be certified as a pleasure stick. She tangled with it, sucked on it, as if it was all that stood between her and the loss of sustenance.

What could he do with that tongue between her thighs?

Her clit pulsed as if interested in the answer.Yes, bitch, let’s find out.

Aching to be closer, she pushed aside the blanket and scrambled onto his lap, straddling him. This time he was the source of the sound of pleasure, his hands hot as they caressed her back and pressed her into his chest.

He was so goddamned strong, his arms like bands of steel encircling her. And that hint of brute power, so at odds with his scholarly demeanor, sent a primitive flood of wetness to her core—

To be met by the hard ridge of his erection thrust against her.

The frenzied fog of passion in her mind coalesced into one clear, crystalline, overriding thought.

I need him inside of me.

As if he’d heard her intention, and to foreshadow what mightcome, he cupped her ass and squeezed, lifting his hips to grind his cock in the crevice between her thighs. She threw her head back, Technicolor stars bursting behind her eyelids. His lips traversed the column of her neck, leaving tiny rises of ecstasy in their wake.

“God, you feel amazing.” His warm breath tickled her ear.

She shivered. “And we’re just getting started.”

He trailed his fingers along the skin at her waist before lifting her shirt over her head and tossing it aside. He buried his face between her breasts and inhaled. “I’ve been aching for these for so long.”

Say what now?

Had she heard him correctly? He’d been aching forherbreasts? What did that mean? And for how long?

But then he took one pebbled peak into his hot mouth and nothing else mattered except chasing the sensation to its inevitable conclusion.

Liquid heat wound its way to the hub of all desire at her core. Following that heat, he slid a hand into her elastic waistband, between her thighs, and inserted one long, elegant finger into her. She arched her back, forcing her nipple farther into his mouth.

“You’re so wet,” he murmured against her skin.

She was and she wanted... “More.”

He slid a second digit into her, and she rode his fingers the way she hoped to ride his cock.

“That’s it, love. That’s it... Do you like that?” he asked, his tone raw and wanton.

“Fuck yeah.”

His eyes darkened and he took her mouth in a hard kiss that threatened to splinter her soul.

“You still want more?” he panted.

“Do you have more?” she breathed.

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