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So dear to me.
But have I mentioned sexy? Damn, this boy is hot, and as he locks gazes with me and whispers my name, I rock my hips and haul him down to kiss him, drink in his groan of pleasure.
“Take me,” I whisper against his lips, hooking a leg around his muscular thigh, letting him in deeper, and he shudders. “I’m yours.”
“Are you?” He growls low in his throat, and grabs my hands, presses them into the mattress. “Are you, Tess?”
I frown. “Yes, I—”
“Love you…” His hips snap, his cock sliding deliciously in and out of me, and my thoughts drown in the overwhelming pressure building in my belly. “Tess…”
I kiss him again, tasting his spicy sweetness, and his mouth slams against mine, his tongue thrusting between my lips, fucking my mouth. He’s power and heat, velvet and steel, holding me in place, drawing the pleasure out of me with each roll of his hips, each slide of his thick cock inside me.
His movements are fast and hard, punishing. He nips at my lips, then trails his mouth down the side of my neck and bites.
His teeth sink into my flesh, and I arch, crying out, the pain flowing in my veins like gunpowder, meeting the fire of my desire and exploding.
I writhe as I come apart, clenching around his length, a startled yell leaving my lips.
His teeth release my skin and his mouth finds mine again, silencing me. He rocks into me, panting against my lips, his body shuddering, his movements losing their rhythm.
Still riding the waves of my orgasm, I moan when he starts to come. I can feel his cock jerk inside me, his hot cum flood me, and I tighten again, sparks of pleasure shooting into my core.
I feel like I’ve gone supernova. A brilliant eruption, a total destruction, a flight into darkness, floating on sparkling light.
And he’s in my arms, falling, too, his eyes wide, his body trembling with aftershocks, crushing me for a sweet moment before he struggles to push off me.
I don’t let him. I drag him back down, wrap my arms around him.
“I love you, too,” I whisper, inhaling his scent of leather and pine and clean male sweat, so happy to be connected to his body, to be part of his life. “You have no idea how much.”
Chapter Eighteen
Dylan
I’d be lying if I said that seeing the dark hickey I left on Tessa’s pale neck doesn’t make my blood run hot. I stare at it as she moves around in the kitchen in the morning, dressed in one of my T-shirts and her lacy panties, and heat unfurls in my chest and my groin.
She’s mine.
I’ve never marked her like this before, but last night the need was impossible to ignore.
The need that’s been riding me lately, to put a brand on her, to growl at other males until they turn tail and leave. Leave her to me.
What’s wrong with me?
Fucking nerves. Just ask her, propose to her and be done with it, I tell myself as I watch her drink her coffee, checking her emails on her phone by the window.
But it has to be done right. I have to talk to the guys more, decide how.
And right now all I wanna do is take the phone and mug from her hands, slam them on the counter and bury myself in her. Last night wasn’t enough.
It will never be enough.
She frowns at something she’s reading, her brows drawing together, her cute nose scrunching up.
In two strides I’m in front of her. “You’re up early.” I put my hands on her hips, haul her closer, lick at her mouth. She smells of cinnamon and vanilla, and I breathe her in. “Can’t wait to start working?”
She shoots me a vaguely horrified and definitely guilty look. “I was waiting for an important email.”
