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Tamaska
He gaveher time to move away this time.
Too much time.
Not enough.
The hunger in his depths set a hunger flaring deep inside her, and she wanted his mouth back on hers. She wanted to touch his bare flesh, slide against him, have him take her, claim her, make her his.
“Tell me this is a bad idea, Tamaska,” he said, his mouth feathering against hers.
She groaned. “The worst.” She arched her neck for him to kiss her there.
His tongue, teeth, and lips grazed a path along her throat, and she moaned soft and low.
“Tell me to stop.”
“I can’t.”
He growled in answer, gathering her in his arms and taking her mouth again, this time in a deep, hungry kiss. She answered that kiss, another moan escaping. His tongue twisted with hers and—
He ended it.
“What are you doing?” she asked, the questions that had mounted in her mind blurring.
Right then none of them mattered. Not one thought of what he was or how it might turn on her later. Not him, she didn’t think he’d turn, but her feelings, her fear. That might have been grounded in reality, but it didn’t in reason, not here, not with him.
And it didn’t matter.
All that mattered was him.
His mouth. Arms. Everything he had to offer in carnal delights. Those were the things that mattered.
The desire that had been lit only moments ago now stirred again, hard and fast. This time, she didn’t want to think. Didn’t need space. She’d ignited this by kissing him. He’d taken that and poured fuel on it.
And she couldn’t think of better flames to go up in than him.
Control was the last thing she wanted. And she didn’t think he wanted it either, not by how he’d kissed her. So why the hell had he stopped?
“I’m giving you a chance, Tamaska, to back the fuck away.”
She looked up at him, her fingers sliding into his hair. “And if I don’t want to?”
“I’m trying to be a good man.”
“By pushing me away?”
He sucked in a breath and cupped her chin. “So now you want me?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I could try and talk you out of it, but I’m not that good a man.” He slipped his hand lower, wrapping his fingers lightly about her throat, using his thumb to tilt her chin.
“So,” she breathed the word, her heart beating erratically, “what is it we’re doing?”
“Finishing what we never got to start,” he said softly into her ear before returning his lips to hers.
This time he kissed her long and slow and so deep she thought she just might come. Everything in her pulsated with that need, the need only he could answer, and she whimpered.
