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His body responded with a surge of desire, and she didn’t need to hear the low growl coming from his throat to know how much he wanted her. But she was just getting started. She was going to teach him that he was the only man she wanted, as well as something new and amazing about postponement of pleasure, by the time she was done.
Carly gently pushed Shane onto the bed and dragged the bedclothes over him, saying, “I can’t concentrate,” then stepped away. She’d never set out to seduce a man before. But she knew enough about men—about this particular man—to know what would drive him crazy.
She removed the clip from her hair, which she let fall over her shoulders, before running her fingers through the sable tresses to muss it up the way his hands always did. Then she arched her arms over her head and stretched, watching for his reaction to her provocative move. He loved her breasts, she knew...but she could also see in his eyes that he loved the way her hands slid down to caress them, fondle them through her sweater the way he wanted to do.
Men are visual, she reminded herself as she crossed her arms, grasped the bottom of her sweater and lifted. Slowly. Revealing the bare skin of her midriff, then the satin-and-lace bra that cupped and barely managed to contain her already aroused breasts. She pulled the sweater off completely and tossed it to one side, shaking her head so her tousled hair concealed and revealed.
His quickened breathing told her she was on the right track, and her hands moved to her jeans. When she’d inched down the zipper she slipped her hands into the waistband and began sliding her jeans off her hips. She stopped suddenly before she’d done more than expose the lacy band of her undies, saying, “I forgot.”
He groaned when she sat down on the chair by the bed, but he never looked away as she bent over and unzipped first one boot, then the other. She sat up and stretched to remove her boots, making sure he could see cleavage as she did so. Then she stood and shimmied out of her jeans, leaving them in an untidy pile on the floor.
Shane moved so quickly Carly didn’t even have time to breathe before he’d plucked her from where she stood and dragged her back to the bed with him.
“Wait,” she protested. “I’m not fin—”
“You’re all done torturing me,” he assured her, his voice husky with desire. He parted her legs with one of his, a hand stroking between her thighs, and she knew he could feel the dampness there caused by the striptease that had aroused her nearly as much as it had aroused him. He pushed the fabric aside and slipped two fingers into her. “So wet for me,” he said with male satisfaction, his thumb seeking and finding the heart of her desire as he pressed deeper. “God, Carly, you have no idea what you do to me. How good you feel.”
She moaned and arched, her breasts straining against the satin-and-lace bra that suddenly chafed her sensitized skin. She was already throbbing around his fingers, so close to completion she could scarcely think, much less speak, but she managed, “This isn’t what I—oh, Shane!”
“Oh, Shane, yes?” he demanded, his thumb stilling.
She’d die if he stopped. That’s all she could think of. “Yes,” she moaned. “Please!”
“My pleasure,” he whispered, kissing her belly button. Then his lips moved lower. He held the satin fabric aside for his tongue, which picked up where his thumb had left off, and Carly went crazy. She gasped and gasped again, arching into the slight roughness that teased and tormented until she couldn’t take anymore. Until she sobbed at the unbearable pleasure. Until she cried his name.
* * *
Shane didn’t know how he managed not to simply rip Carly’s remaining scraps of clothing from her body. Nor did he know how he managed to find a condom in his frenzied haste. But he managed both. And when he had Carly pinned beneath him, when she welcomed him into her body with a catch in her breath and a tiny whimper deep in her throat, when her fingernails dug into his back urging him on, he knew this was the only place he wanted to be. Now and forever.
He didn’t last long. He couldn’t. Carly’s seduction had pushed him to the edge of control. Loving her with his hand and then his mouth until she saw stars had unchained the wolf inside him. And now, feeling her so hot and tight around him, so slick as he plumbed her depths, was the last straw.
