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“Just what a girl wants to hear,” I replied with a laugh.
He cupped my face and ran his thumb over my cheekbone. “That’s not what I meant,” he said and stared at me with a look that took my breath. “You are stunning. Always. I should have just come right out and said what I wanted to know.”
“And what’s that?” I asked.
“Are youtootired?”
Oh. Now I knew what he was getting at. And, hell, no, I wasn’t too tired.
“For you? Never,” I said, flashing him a saucy grin and a wink. And then, without another word, I turned and headed deeper into the room, removing articles of clothing as I walked and dropping them onto the floor like sensual breadcrumbs for Dev to follow.
When I made it to the bed clothed in only my red lace bra and panties and turned to face him, the look on his face made my knees weak. He hadn’t moved from the entryway between the sitting room and the bedroom and stared at me with such a look of hunger on his face that I flushed from head to toe. It was a heady thing to be desired so much, and Dev’s need was blatant in his expression and the tight lines of his body, not to mention the impressive erection tenting his jeans.
I gestured for him to join me, and he was in front of me in a handful of steps, somehow having discarded his T-shirt, footwear, and jeans, to appear before me in only his black boxer briefs. It was almost like magic, but I knew I had just been too mesmerized by watching the play of his muscles as he prowled to internalize what he had been doing.
“You’re going to catch flies.”
“Huh?” I said, meeting his gaze.
He placed a finger under my chin and applied gentle pressure, my bottom lip meeting my top. “Flies, you’re going to catch flies if you keep your jaw hanging open like that.” He laughed.
I shook my head with a smile. “I can’t help it. You’re just . . . yeah.”
“You have such a way with words,” he teased and winked. “But I can think of a better way for us to communicate right now.”
I propped a hand on my hip and quirked a brow. “Yeah, how’s that?”
“Like this.” Before I knew it, I was in the air, only to come down with a bounce on the massive king-sized bed. It shocked a laugh out of me, and I looked up just in time to see Dev peeling his briefs down his muscular thighs and stepping out of them to stand between my legs. He gripped himself and stroked a few times as he stared at me, and the sight made my mouth dry. I couldn’t help myself; I licked my lips and ran a hand between my breasts and down my belly, headed to where I needed to relieve some pressure, only to have him stop me.
“Uh-uh,” he said, grabbing my hand gently with his. “That’s my job.”
He gathered both of my wrists in one of his hands and lifted my arms over my head, so my hands rested on the mattress. “Leave them there,” he said and looked at me, the earnestness in his expression incredibly disarming.
And so hot.
I did as he bade me and watched as he ran a single index finger down the center of my chest to the clasp of my bra. With a quick flick of his fingers, the fastener released, and the cups fell to the sides freeing my breasts. He licked his lips. “So damn beautiful.”
With gentle care, he freed me of the bra and then repositioned my hands, only the single raise of an eyebrow my command to remain where I was. I had never thought much about whether I’d like to be dominated in bed, but I found I liked it. I liked it a lot. I always felt like I had to be so strong in life. Giving myself over to someone and entrusting them with my safety and pleasure made a kaleidoscope of butterflies take flight in my belly and my breath catch.
With hands and tongue and teeth drawing a dizzying path from my neck to my toes, he freed me of the scrap of lace I wore and settled in to feast. He took me to dizzying heights I wasn’t sure I’d ever come down from.
When I was nearly boneless, he reached over, protected us both, and then slid home. It wrung a gasp from me, pleasure from the depths of my soul. He moved with care, with purpose, and took me to the brink once more. Just as I was sure I couldn’t take anymore, he licked up my throat and plunged deep, whispering in my ear, “Let go.”
I gripped his back and screamed my release, feeling him follow me shortly after. We collapsed in a heap, panting.
“So, this is how ghosts feel,” I said.
He nipped my shoulder. “What do you mean?”
“I am most definitely having an out of body experience.”
He laughed and then gathered me close.
I was, without a doubt, falling in love with Deveraux Glapion.
If I hadn’t already fallen.
Chapter 22
