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He unhooked the belt frustratingly easily, and it fell to the floor with aclunk. “My, my, Summers. I do like this side of you.”
He reached for her shirt and tugged it over her head. She hadn’t worn a bra, and her nipples ached as his rough hands found them, teasing and groping just like she needed. She kissed his chest. It was insane how much she adored the taste of him. His skin was hot and salty, and so delicious she wanted to lick him all over. This was madness, but she couldn’t stop, and when he grabbed her chin a little roughly, with a predatory look in his eyes, and crashed his mouth to hers, she went a little wild, struggling to strip off her jeans as they kissed. He rid himself of his shorts, and his erection sprang free against her belly, hot and tempting. He broke the kiss long enough to leer at her as she stepped out of her thong, and her entire body ignited.
“Our next date, I want to take that thong off with my teeth.” He tugged her against him again, claiming her mouth.
She tore her lips away. “This isn’t a date. I need to get you out of my system.” He grabbed her ass and ground against her, andholy shit. He could call it whatever he wanted as long as he fucked her before she combusted.
“Not going to happen, Summers. We click. Admit it.”
He feasted on her neck, making her so wet she felt it on her thighs.
“God, I hate you,” she said breathlessly.
“Hate. Love,” he said between hot caresses. “It’s all intertwined.”
They stumbled toward the living room in a mass of tangled limbs and hungry kisses.
“Dream on. This is the last time this is happening.”
His mouth and hands were all over her, tasting and groping, and she was right there with him. She wanted to take control of the situation and suck his hot cock to getallof him out of her system in one fell swoop. The back of her knees hit a piece of furniture and she toppled backward. The ceiling came into view, and then he caught her, inches from the floor, with worry written all over his face. A second later that worry morphed to a devilish grin.
“You’re already falling for me, Summers. I’mallyours, baby.”
Before she could say a word, he kissed her long and deep, consuming her inch by inch, until her muscles went lax and all the angst inside her slipped away. She felt every strong stroke of his tongue as if it were between her thighs. The hard press of his insistent, possessive mouth unearthed the girl she’d long ago buried, and this time fear didn’t follow. She didn’t think, didn’t struggle to gain control. Instead, for the first time in years, she let herself go. Her arms circled his neck as he cradled her. His hands splayed hot and strong against her skin as he lowered her to the plush area rug. He didn’t come down over her. He lay beside her, moving his hips against the side of hers, his arousal rubbing deliciously against her as he deepened their magnificent kiss. His tongue searched and took, and the pleasure-filled sounds he made thrummed through her body.
She pushed her hand beneath his hip and tried to wiggle beneath him. His hand moved down her side and he gripped her outer thigh.
“I need to get a condom,” he said softly, then placed a series of kisses along her lower lip.
Condom. Right.How could she have forgottenthat?
He moved his hand up to her cheek and hooked his thumb over her teeth as he’d done the other night, holding her jaw open, sending electric currents through her veins. His eyes were so dark, so expressive and filled with desire, she couldn’t look away. He lowered his mouth a breath away from hers, and she closed her eyes.
“Open for me, Summers,” he whispered.
Her eyes opened as his warm breath swam inside her mouth, making her salivate for more. Without touching her lips, his tongue dipped over his thumb, sweeping through her mouth. When she tried to arch up, to meet his lips, he drew back, holding her down with that thumb on her teeth, and shook his head. Without a word, he lowered his mouth again, slicking his tongue over her upper lip, then dipped inside again, teasing over her tongue. She met his efforts lick for luscious lick. The pressure on her jaw felt sinful and naughty. She rocked her hips, needing his touch as her body flooded with heat. The pressure on her jaw eased. His gaze never left hers as he pushed his thumb into her mouth, and her lips closed around it, sucking and swirling her tongue over his rough skin. His cock pressed into her, and his hips moved at the same pace as he moved his thumb in and out of her mouth. She closed her eyes, disappearing into the erotic beat.
His cheek met hers and he whispered, “Touch yourself.”
Too far gone to think, she obeyed, sliding her fingers over her slick, sensitive flesh as he pushed his tongue into her ear, around the shell, then sucked on the lobe. His thumb continued in and out of her mouth, and her fingers found the same rhythm. Her cheek cooled when he lifted his head.
“Open your eyes, sweetheart.” His voice felt like a caress, and she obeyed again, wanting to please him, wanting more of the man who made her forget the rest of the world.
He smiled down at her, his eyes sliding south, turning primal and hungry as he focused on her naughty, naughty hand. “You’re so beautiful.”
His thumb left her mouth, and she whimpered with the loss. He reached down and lifted her left knee, his body still trapping the right one beneath him, and he gently pressed her knee open, blatantly watching her finger herself. He licked his lips, and she closed her eyes again, her entire body throbbing for more. He brought his thumb to her clit, massaging exquisitely, bringing her right up to the edge. She knew just where to touch to fall over that edge, but she was in that mind-numbing space before the peak. Her body vibrated, and pulses of heat radiated outward from her core, reaching for the orgasm she purposely kept at bay. Her nipples tingled with pinpricks, her legs began to shake, and Dylan’s smile turned wicked.
“Don’t. Come,” he demanded, and sealed his lips over her nipple. Her hips shot off the floor, and she cried out. “Don’t. Come,” he repeated with complete control.
She was panting, her entire body trembling. He sucked her nipple against the roof of his mouth, and she moaned. Her hand stilled between her legs, too lost in his talented mouth to focus on anything else.
“Fuck yourself, baby,” he said against her breast.
And then his hand was on hers, moving her fingers in and out of her swollen sex.
“That’s it, baby. In and out. Just hard enough to want that orgasm, but don’t you dare come, or I won’t fuck you tonight.”
She whimpered again—God, what was he doing to her?—and he lowered his mouth, grazing his teeth over one taut peak. His thumb claimed her most sensitive nerves once again, his palm applying pressure to her hand, forcing her fingers deeper inside her. Heaven and hell collided within her in a fiery storm of need.
