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Itossed hisclothes into the dryer and pressedStart. Once the motor roared to life, I allowed the rest of my giggles out. Zeke was the sexiest man I’d ever seen, but watching him trying to wriggle into my robe had done something to me. He’d been sexy already in that untouchable, movie star kind of way, but just now, he’d been adorable.
I knew he didn’t have any interest in the robe. He was only attempting to cover up because I had suggested it. Ever since the moment we met, he’d been doing little things to protect me, even when he didn’t have to, and it made it tough not to fall for him.
He made it easy to pretend I hadn’t had a vision of my own death—probably his, too—although I’d broken free of it before his blood was spilled.
Nate danced around my feet as if warning me that his new friend was on the couch. I bent down to scoop him up. I nuzzled him against my cheek. “I like Zeke, too.”
I went into the kitchen and gave Nate a soft, chewy treat to keep him busy, and then I headed for the living room. Zeke was on the couch with the television on. The blanket I kept on the back of the sofa was now across his lap, and I stood there like a deer in headlights, rationalizing my next move. I was the one who had invited Zeke inside and suggested he take off his clothes to dry them. This wasn’t an accident.
But if I got underneath that blanket with him, I wasn’t going to be able to keep my hands to myself.
As if he could hear my thoughts, Zeke looked over at me, his gaze locking with mine. “For tonight, let’s just be us. No coven and no pack.” He lifted the side of the blanket. “Come sit with me.”
Could life really be that simple? I doubted it, but maybe just for tonight. I crossed the room and sat beside him. The warmth under that blanket surrounded me like an embrace. He clicked the television off and met my eyes. “I can’t stop thinking about kissing you.”
I wet my lips. “Same.”
His eyes sparkled. “So you wouldn’t mind if we did it again?”
“I did invite you in and took your clothes.” My mouth curved into a smile.
He nodded, coming closer until the heat of his breath teased my skin. “I noticed.” His gaze wandered to my bare shoulders and back up to my face. “You’re also overdressed.”
I tipped my chin up, my lips almost brushing his as I whispered, “Maybe you can help me with that.”
His teeth grazed my lower lip as he grinned and closed the distance between us. His hand slid down from my cheek to my neck, and the other moved down the side of my body until he reached my thigh. I moaned, my tongue twining with his, hungry for more of this passion he kindled in me.
I ran my hand up his bare chest, threading my fingers through the soft thatch of hair in the center. He growled in response, his hand sliding up my leg, pushing my skirt up with it. His touch set me on fire, making me ache for more, and we weren’t even naked yet. I needed to be closer.
He dragged his lips along my neck, his voice deep and husky as he said, “I need you.”
Grasping my hips, he lifted me to straddle his lap as our mouths fused together again. I tilted my head, deepening the kiss as I tangled my fingers in the back of his wet hair. He wrapped his arms around me so tight I could barely catch my breath. Or maybe it was the kiss leaving me breathless. Either way, I didn’t need air. I rocked my hips, rubbing myself along his pulsing erection, wishing the thin fabrics of my thong and his underwear would vanish.
Sadly, I didn’t have a spell for that.
He kissed his way down my neck, pulling back just long enough to lift my top over my head and toss it aside. The desire in his eyes as his gaze wandered over my black lace push-up bra made every minute of this underwire torture device worth it. He pressed his lips to one breast and then the other before meeting my eyes. “You’re so damned hot.”
I looked down at myself, my breasts heaving, and my skirt pushed up around my waist exposing my black satin thong, and I felt…hot. I met his eyes, my breasts jutting forward, and I reached behind me to unhook the strapless bra. It came loose, and I dropped it to the floor. He cupped my breasts, and my nipples tightened. I arched my back as he brought each one to the heat of his mouth, licking and sucking them until my hips were working into him, my body already begging for release.
His slid one hand down between my legs, his fingertips searching out my clit right through the thin fabric. My breath caught as he rubbed it so slowly I might scream.
He claimed my lips again and whispered, “I’ll buy you another pair.”
Before his words registered, he tore the thong like it was paper and his fingers plunged through my folds and into the wet heat of my core. I almost came. His tongue explored my mouth while his fingers slid out and circled my swollen clit, faster now.
I broke the kiss, as I rode his hand. He ran his tongue up the center of my chest before catching my nipple in the warmth of his mouth. I pulled at his hair as my muscles contracted.
His voice was raspy against my skin. “Come, baby. Don’t hold back… I’ll give you more.”
My entire body tensed as my orgasm claimed me harder than I’d ever experienced. I almost saw stars. And this was just with his fingers. Holy shit.
I struggled to catch my breath as I looked down into his eyes. He had a wolfish grin as he lifted me off his lap and laid me back on the couch. He took one ankle and hooked it up over the back of the couch, and pushed my other leg off the front, opening me widely to him.
He shook his head, his lips parted as his gaze wandered over me. “So sexy.”
I wasn’t even tempted to cover myself or close my legs. This passion in his eyes was all-consuming. I wanted him to claim every inch of me. Ached for it. He dipped a finger inside my opening, and I rocked my hips into him, hungry for more. He added another finger and then one more, stretching me.
“I’m starving for you,” he whispered as he leaned down and pressed his mouth to my clit, his tongue circling as his fingers worked into me.
