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Rider broke the kiss and then cupped her face. “I thought you didn’t want to do this?”
She had thought that. “Can’t a woman change her mind?”
“If you’re sure, you can. But if we start, know that I may not be able to stop. You are already testing my resolve to the max. I want to be completely honest. I want you, Paris.”
His beautiful golden eyes told her she could trust him—or so she hoped. “I want you too.”
His groan bolstered her courage. Not wanting to think about anything but enjoying this man, she climbed on top of him and kissed him again. When his sharpened teeth nearly cut her tongue, she pulled away. “Maybe, I should find another area less dangerous to explore.”
He closed his eyes and inhaled. When he opened his mouth, he was back to normal. “It’s your fault. You do that to me, but sure. Find a safer location.”
Paris smiled and slid down his body. When she ran her finger across the top of his briefs, she waited for him to stop her. Only he didn’t. “I’d like to see what you’re hiding.”
“Be my guest, but I believe in fair play.”
Who was this man? He had been so uptight when she first met him. Now he seemed able to relax. Maybe it was because he wasn’t hunting her father at the moment.
Considering the huge bulge in his briefs, she needed to discover what he had to offer. If she took too much time, Paris feared that Grayson might come back to the motel. Not that it would be terrible, but for her first time with Rider, she wanted to be able to focus solely on him.
“Lift up,” she commanded. In a flash, his briefs were gone. “Wow.”
“Are you merely going to stare at it?”
“Hardly.” Paris grabbed hold of the base, leaned over, and sucked hard.
Rider clasped her shoulder. “Jeez.”
She lifted up. “Too hard?”
“No. Too good.”
She smiled and then returned to taste, tease, and hopefully torture him.
After running her tongue up and down his length a few times, Rider flipped her over. Now he was looming over her. “A man can only handle so much.”
“I didn’t realize you were such a lightweight.”
His eyebrows pinched. “We’ll see who’s the lightweight.”
Rider cupped her face and kissed her, only this time it was with light feathery kisses. Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought he had a sensitive bone in his body. With a quick kiss on her nose, he slid downward, and spasms of anticipation raced through her.
“You are way over dressed,” he said.
“What are you going to do about it?”
“I’ll show you.” He tugged down her panties and then lifted off her shirt without her having to move. When he raked his gaze down her body, his eyes glowed gold again. “Sweet. Where have you been hiding this body?”
That’s what Grayson had said. Sure she liked to work out, and she watched what she ate, but Paris wasn’t anything special. “I was trying not to attract other werewolves.”
He smiled. “I’d say that was a major fail.”
Who knew that Rider had such a good sense of humor? “Are you going to talk me to death or give me some loving?”
“If it’s loving you want, you’ve come to the right place,” he said.
“Is that so?” Rider chuckled and then slipped between her legs. The first lick had her lifting her hips. “Oh, yes!”
That outburst slightly embarrassed her. One sweep of a tongue shouldn’t have done that to her.
