Page 69 of Cruel Surrender


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He looked into her eyes. When he spoke, his words were husky, almost inaudible. “I should go. We’ll talk more tomorrow.”

She kept her grip. They both needed the closeness. “Don’t go. Stay. Please.”

“I shouldn’t,” he whispered.

“Stay.” She rose onto her tiptoes and tilted her head, the move allowing their lips to touch.

“This isn’t a good idea.”

“No, but this is what we both want.” She’d never been more certain. They gazed into each other’s eyes for several seconds. She could swear his soul was exactly like hers, his needs mirroring her own. They were tethered in ways few could understand. A full minute passed. She was certain he’d leave, perhaps never return.

Montana slipped the glass out of her hand and maneuvered until he was able to set it down on the coffee table. He took both of her hands into his. “I don’t know what’s happening between us, but I don’t want you to get hurt. I care about you. Crazy at it sounds.”

“I know.”

He brushed a strand of hair from her face and rubbed his thumb back and forth across her cheek. “What am I doing?”

“What we both want.”

After a few seconds of hesitation, he captured her mouth and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her against his chest.

She relaxed in his arms and parted her lips. As their tongues entwined, she whimpered, her entire body shivering from desire. Jolts of current swept through every cell in her body and for a few seconds, she was unable to breathe.

He ground his hips against her, creating friction as he held the back of her head. His fingers tugged at the clasp, pulling her hair free. The kiss became a passionate roar as he eased his hand down to cup her buttocks.

The feel of his hard cock pushing against his pants was a powerful aphrodisiac. She was alive and on fire, her heart racing. She pushed against him, breaking the kiss, and licked around his mouth before peppering a series of wet kisses on his chin and neck. This wasn’t about control, but glorious passion.

“Jesus. I want you so much.”

“This is crazy, but I want you.” She exhaled as she tugged at his shirt, easing the material free of his pants.

He shifted out of his suit jacket before yanking her top up and over her shoulders. “Are you sure?”

“God yes.” Her fingers numb, she fumbled to unbutton his shirt then placed both hands on his chest. “Make love to me.”

Leaning down, Montana kissed her lips again as he eased the tips of his fingers down the side of her neck to the swell of her breasts.

Moaning, she tipped her head back and closed her eyes.

Every touch soft and gentle, he brushed his fingers around first one lace covered nipple then the other. “Beautiful.”

She reached for his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping. Hot and wet, she eased her fingers under the elastic of his underwear, touching his cock.

“Christ.” He walked her backwards toward the couch and reached behind, unfastening her bra.

“Hungry?”

“Famished.”

Destiny shimmied out of the lace, easing the bra to the floor. The way he was looking at her was full of desire, yet so protective. Instantly embarrassed, she crossed her arms over her chest.

“Don’t. I want to see all of you,” he whispered as he reached out, taking her hands into his, kissing each palm. He licked up from her wrist then sucked on her index finger.

The move so intimate, she moaned. She swallowed and slipped her hand down, freeing his throbbing shaft.

He cupped her breasts, kneading her tender flesh as he flicked his thumbs across her hardened nipples. His eyes never left hers.

There were so many reasons she shouldn’t allow, but she wanted the man more than she cared to admit. She arched her back, giving permission, as she stroked his cock.

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