Page 106 of Sugar Rush


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He buried his hands in my hair, and I took the opportunity to start on the buttons of his shirt.He’d looked delicious as sin when he’d opened the door to her, the shirt slightly open at the neck, exposing that tempting curve where his neck met his shoulders.His jeans hugged his hips like a lover.

I wanted my legs there tonight.

Almost unbearably impatient now, I tore open the last button and shoved the edges of the shirt aside, feasting on his bare chest with my fingers and palms.When I could endure it no more I broke the kiss and used my eyes, too, allowing myself a visual feast of a body sculpted by Army training and then kept fit by hard labour.

This view would live in my fantasies for some time to come.

I pushed the shirt down his shoulders, and it fell to the floor.

Rick raised a brow, his expression playful.“In a rush, darlin’?”

I grinned back, feeling light.“I’m simply someone who knows what she wants.”

“And gets it?”

I slid a hand down his naked back to rest on his belt.“What does it look like to you?”

“It sure looks like you’re gonna get it.”

We smiled at each other for a second, perfectly in tune, and Rick dipped his head to press a row of kisses along the column of my neck.I reveled in the tingle of his scruffy jaw against my skin, spiky on smooth.

Rick paused at the neck of my jersey dress, his lips skating the line where the soft fabric met my skin.I shivered in anticipation.

“Yes?”he asked, so softly I almost thought I’d imagined it.

“Yes,” I whispered back.

Rick eased down the stretchy neck of my dress, inch by hot inch, his lips following the dark material.

“Faster,” I whispered.

“I don’t think so,” he murmured, his breath tickling my skin.“Feels like I’ve waited forever for this, honey.I want it to last.Want to take my time.”

I started to complain, and then he sucked my nipple into his mouth, fabric and all, and my brain simply short-circuited.

The heat of his mouth, the barely-there scrape of his teeth, along with the insistent press of his body on top of mine, made my back arch.I pressed myself against him, wanting more, more, closer, hotter, harder.

I didn’t recognise the sultry keen of my own voice as I demandedmore.

Rick tugged my dress all the way down, flipped open the front clasp of my bra, and tasted me without barriers.The warm friction of his tongue on my hardened nipple made my cry out.

Later, I would realize that I’d never been this uninhibited with Seb.It just hadn’t feltrightthe way this did.

The wayRickdid.

He gave similar attention to my other breast, and the tickle of his gentle-rough stubble with the soft stroke of his tongue sent my internal muscles into a frenzy of clenching desperately around nothing.I bucked against him, wanting more,now.

“You’re making it damn hard for me to take my time with you,” he groused against the curve of my breast.

“Then don’t.”I clutched at his hair.The length of him pressed up between my legs, hard where I was soft.“We have all night together, Rick.”

He lifted his head and raised a brow, and in his face, I saw that hint of southern swagger that I couldn’t help but lust after.“You sure about this?”

* * *

Rick

“Yes.Oh, myGod,yes.A thousand times yes.”

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