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Again, he worked his magic, first teasing her clit until she was sure she couldn’t stand it and then sliding his fingers deep inside her. Another climax rocketed through her, knocking everything from her mind except the exquisite pleasure he was giving her.
As she lay panting against him, astounded at this unfolding of sexual desire and response, he licked the line of her jaw with the tip of his tongue.
“So. Think you want to take this a little further?”
Oh, yes. She wanted to find out if he could give her all of it. The ultimate satisfaction. “Yes. I do.”
Cole reached into his nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom, nearly dropping it in his haste. He rolled it on with hands not quite steady, then shifted them until she was flat on her back. He spread her legs wide and knelt between them. She thought he’d try to enter her and her body tensed, but instead, she felt his open mouth on her clit, his tongue licking, swirling, then probing inside her until she couldn’t even think anymore. Until all she wanted was to reach that peak he drove her toward.
Just before she was ready to beg for it, he bent her knees back, positioned himself at her opening and entered her with a long, slow steady stroke. He eased his cock past her tight inner muscles, little by little until at last she’d taken him completely. The tiny pinch of fear that stabbed at her at the first sense of penetration was washed away by the heated pleasure that swamped her as her inner walls clamped around the swollen length of his cock.
OhGodohGodohGod!!!!
It had never felt like this, not with anyone. She was stretched, full, his cock caressing every single tiny nerve ending in her quivering channel. Holy hell!
“Okay?” Strain edged his voice.
Dana nodded, unable to form words.
“Here we go then. Just feel, darlin’. Just feel.”
Long slow strokes, in and out, pulling at her nerves, strumming them, heating her from the inside out. In, out, in, out.
“Jesus, you feel so damn good.” His voice was tight. “You’re soaking wet. You’re like a hot, wet fist around me. Oh, shit, I’m trying to make this last, darlin’, but I don’t know how long I can.”
As the pace of his strokes increased, so did the intensity of her pleasure, the sensation like a wild rollercoaster ride. She rode it with him, hanging on for dear life, not wanting it to end. For the first time during sex, feelings of lust uncoiled inside her and pushed her higher and higher. She moved her hips, matching his rhythm as he took her up, up, up.
They crashed together, her entire body shaking with the force of her climax. He groaned as he found his release, his cock pulsing inside her. Her heart thundered, every muscle in her body clenching with a powerful contraction. This was the most delicious, consuming sensation she’d ever had, one she’d never ever thought to feel.
When the fireworks stopped, she lay limp and spent beneath him. He pressed his mouth to hers, a kiss fierce and gentle at the same time. His tongue searching for hers, dancing with it. A strange emotion threaded through her, one she finally identified as happiness.
Omigod!
He eased carefully from her body, padded to her bathroom, and returned with a warm washcloth that he used to clean her with, his touch tender and gentle. When he finished, he bent and placed a soft kiss on each nipple and then on the top of her mound. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes at his consideration.
She reached out a hand, touching the stubble on his square jaw, a day’s growth of beard that made him even more masculine, if that was possible. She brushed her hand against his still damp hair, almost black from the moisture, and stared into his eyes, the color of day-old coffee. They held a mixture of concern and…something else. Something she wanted so desperately to believe in.
“Time to go back to sleep.” He brushed another kiss over her lips.
Finally, he crawled back into bed with her and spooned her against him, his arms holding her gently but firmly.
“Thank you,” she said when they were settled together.
“I should be the one thanking you.” He kissed her shoulder. “But there’s a lot more where that came from.”
Thank God!
Dana felt as if she’d experienced a minor miracle. No, a major one. She let out a soft sigh, closed her eyes, and fell into dreamless sleep.
Chapter Twenty-Three
What the hell was the sheriff thinking, involving Dana in the search for Shannon? When he’d heard about her participation, he nearly lost it. All he needed was for her to stick her pretty little nose into everything. With her curious nature, how long would it be before she connected the dots? He wanted her to have her answers, but not until he reached the end of the game. Not until he made her his final victim.
On top of that, the by-the-book former Marine had called in his Guardian Security team, and they were sending help. That would change the dynamics, which meant he’d have to move up his timetable. Not a terrible glitch, but not good either. He wanted to take his time, plan accordingly, make sure there were no mistakes. But with this new twist, he couldn’t afford to stretch things out any longer.
One more girl, and then he’d go after Dana. Carrie, his little flower, the one he’d plucked so many years ago. Would she still be as sweet as she’d been back then? How many others had tasted the sweet nectar of her honey pot? Had any other man squeezed his stiff cock into her little well? His eyes narrowed, and his fists clenched at the thought of someone soiling his little innocent bloom.
Once she was gone, he could return to his delicious hobby and fade into anonymity. His last little bud would be just one more in long list of unsolved cases.
