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“Luckily, I’m prey that wants to be caught.” Her thumb circled her nipple. “And devoured.”
His groan shifted into a visceral growl and his hands twisted through the fabric of her skirts, finding way to her bare thighs. His mouth dove forward, clamping onto her nipple, his tongue swirling over the sensitive nub.
Under her skirts, his right thumb slid inward, dipping into her folds, finding her nubbin. Slowly circling, just the same as she’d just tortured him. She swiveled her hips against his hand, speeding his strokes. It sent a rush of tingling heat outward though her limbs.
His left hand tightened on her backside, halting her motion. He looked up at her with a carnal gleam in his eyes, his lips not leaving her nipple. “I want you begging. The moans from deep in your chest.”
She tried to move her hips against his hold on her body. Nothing.
“Damn you.”
He smiled, his teeth nipping the tip of her nipple as he flicked his thumb deep into her folds, his forefinger sliding into her body.
Her head fell backward, arching her body to him. Her left breast. Her right. Her thighs parting wide above him. Giving herself over to him. Over to everything he needed to do to her body.
His hand, his mouth, plied her body, pulling her into throes she couldn’t control. The intensity turning her inside out.
She broke.
A guttural moan bubbled from deep in her chest. Breathless. Demanding. “Please.”
“Please what?”
“I want you inside me.” She could barely form the words, her voice sinking into an uncontrollable mewl.
Her skirts bunched around her, and he lifted her. With one swift motion, he drove up into her.
She gasped, looking down at him. Heaven to hell. She didn’t think she’d ever grow accustomed to the glorious size of him deep within when he first entered her, stretching her body in ways she craved with every speck of her being.
His tongue flickered over her nipple, but he didn’t lift her hips.
She was done waiting. Done with slow.
Her knees digging into the settee, she lifted herself and descended, her hips swiveling along his shaft.
Yes. All of it, yes.
Up and down. The full slick length of him sliding along the core of her, pushing her body into writhing she couldn’t control. Tormenting her ever higher with every thrust.
He’d had enough, his hands locking onto her hips and taking over all movement, slamming her body deep onto him.
“Harder…harder…harder…har…” she repeated, until the ability to form words left her.
He obliged. Again and again, until a brutal breath left his lips and he expanded, deep within her. A swell that filled her and sent her own body into brutal deliverance.
Surge after surge rushed up from him into her. Her core clamping around him in matching waves, taking his breath, his very soul from him.
His arms tightened around her, his lips burying into her neck. “Another day and I can take you properly in my bed.”
Her breath still hadn’t fully come back to her. “I don’t mind the settee.”
“I mind you not naked. All these bloody clothes.” His head lifted and he kissed her lips. “It can’t come fast enough. One more blasted dinner. One more blasted morning and then you’ll be mine again and if I disappear with you for the next year straight not one can say a word about it.”
She laughed. “I’d like that.”
“Hell.” His head cocked to the side and he fell silent. “Do you hear that?”
She listened, then nodded, her voice a whisper. “Footsteps up the stairs.”
