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She’d taken his dare and upped the stakes.
And hell, she was beyond beautiful. The curving line of her body from toe to shoulder. The swell of her breasts, heft that he could almost feel in his hands making his palms itch. Taut pink buds capped the swells hard, begging to be tugged between his teeth. The soft skin of her belly leading down to curls he ached to bury himself in.
She cleared her throat and it drew his look upward. Her blue eyes moved down to his trousers, her stare resting on his hard cock insistent against the dark fabric.
A chuckle escaped his chest with an exhale and he popped free the buttons on the fall front of his trousers. Shoving the fabric downward, he yanked free his boots, clearing his own body to the air. He stood, his member tall and straining, the tip of it twitching, confused as to why it wasn’t already sliding into her.
Her eyes lifted from his cock, the blue in her irises glowing. “Look me in the eye, Rune. Tell me what you find. Tell me what I want.”
He stared at her, counting seconds. Eleven—eleven counts. That was the limit of his patience when all he wanted was her back against a wall and to be driving into her. “You want me. You want to use me.”
She nodded slightly. “And you want the same thing. So why are we standing here naked, staring at each other?”
Why wasn’t he touching her?
He was too bloody afraid he’d break her for what he wanted to do to her body. How he wanted to bend it, twist it.
Her gaze lowered to his shaft, then lifted to his face. “Unless you are all show and no flame? If so, I have a nice image I can take to bed and satisfy myself with.”
Bloody hell she was the devil wrapped in the cloak of an angel.
Two steps forward and his naked skin crashed into hers, his hands wrapping along her jawline as he captured her lips in a kiss. Hungry and raw, and she met him with just as much ferocity.
Her right leg slid up along the side of him, the smooth of her thigh wrapping along his hip.
Damn—she would slay him, moment by moment. A woman that knew exactly what she wanted, even while she managed to hold an air of innocence within the core of her—not burdened by all the darkness the world had to offer.
Darkness that had sunk his own soul long ago.
His hand drifted down her body, rough, until he reached her thigh and he yanked her farther upward. Her left leg wrapped around him and he dragged his mouth away from hers, his tongue moving downward along her neck, needing the taste of her skin deep within.
It only made him want more. More of her body before he sank into her. He spun, storming to the wall of open windows and he set her bottom on the wide stone ledge.
He pulled back slightly, his lips hungry, devouring her body downward until he found her right nipple. Slipping it into his mouth, he sucked, drawing a gargled mew from her throat. He didn’t imagine his cock could be any harder, but at the sound, the straining muscles along his shaft surged, pain clamping about his nerve endings.
Not knowing how much longer he could take, his hand slipped downward into her folds, his fingertips finding the nubbin along the core of her. Already throbbing, begging for his touch. He circled it, his middle and forefinger diving inward, sliding into her to pull hot juices from her and slather them about her folds. Return to the nubbin, circling, teasing and then tugging just hard enough to make her back arch, a cry of pleasure mixed with pain rolling upward from her chest.
More torturous minutes of patience—of pushing her into a peak—and her ankles wrapped fully around his back, dragging him closer, demanding. “I need you in me.”
His mouth pulled up from her breasts, his lips landing on hers, their breath hot as it mingled. “It’s all yours, finch.”
Her fingers went down his back, her nails digging in and he satisfied her demand, slamming into her.
Into her tight slickness. Into heaven.
He pulled back, the ferocity of his thrusts taking on a life of their own. Harder and harder and his head pulled back, afraid he was hurting her. But her mouth was parted with gasp after gasp that pushed him faster, her face molded in ecstasy as her half-lidded eyes watched him, drank in everything that was happening in front of her, to her body.
She screamed, doubling over and her legs clenched around him, not wanting him to stop, not wanting him to abandon her.
Three more thrusts and he sank so deep into her, there was no going back, no pulling free. A scream even louder echoed in his ear, her body tightening with brutal force. With his last vestige of control he pulled free and came, a surge of fire flooding his veins, every muscle contracting in the pure agony of the release.
His arms wrapped around her, refusing to give up her body, refusing to let one inch of her skin leave his. No matter how hot her breath was on his shoulder. No matter how her chest warred with his. He couldn’t let her go. Couldn’t give up the moment.
The purity of it.
Nothing he’d ever felt before.
Everything dark in his past—dark deep down inside of him—illuminated for one brief spark of a moment.
