She adored him. Tugging down his head, she pressed a line of kisses along the dimple, even as he began to tease her with small movements of his finger against her clitoris. Her breath caught. “Max, you’re rushing me.”
The sensual complaint made him chuckle. “Fair’s fair.” But he withdrew his hand, leaning down to kiss her slow and lazy though his body thrummed with tension above her. His hair was a cool stroke across her skin as he moved lower, nuzzling at her breasts before taking a tight little nipple into his mouth.
It was an agony of sensation, and it was magnificent. “Oh!”
Grazing her with his teeth, he released the nipple. “That,” he said, circling the wet nub with his tongue, “was close to a scream.”
“Gasp,” she breathed out. “It was a gasp. Now please do that again.”
“What?” Another wicked smile.
“Max.”
Chuckling, he dipped his head to tease her neglected nipple, curving his hand possessively over the roundness of her other breast.
Shivering, she found she’d spread her thighs again, that she was cradling him in the most intimate of ways. The depth of pleasure was a knife, sharp and edgy—she shifted restlessly, her hands running up and down his back. Mine, she thought with a primal possessiveness, he’s mine. Her hands touched his buttocks when he raised his head to kiss her on the lips, and she found she really, really liked stroking her hands over the sleekly muscled strength of him.
A groan against her. “Stop that.” He nipped at her lower lip when she didn’t comply. “Or I’ll play the same game with you . . . in front of the mirror.”
Her hands went motionless.
Max braced himself on his forearms, intrigued enough to fight the pulsing need of his cock, the drive to sink into Sophie’s silken heat. “So, Ms. Sophia Russo has kinky fantasies about mirrors. Interesting.”
Heat colored her cheeks, but she tilted up her head. “Tell me one of your fantasies.”
He loved that she trusted him enough to not back down. Fighting fire with fire, he made a slow, deliberate move . . . until his erection nudged at her clitoris. Lord have mercy. It felt so good, he wanted to slip a few inches lower, take everything. But this was Sophia’s first time, and he damn well intended to drown her in pleasure—it was a matter of determined male pride . . . and of how much he felt for this woman.
Whose eyes drowned in black as she said, “Don’t think you’ll distract me.”
Smiling, he kissed her, nuzzling at her throat as he spoke, “You know those suits you wear? The prim ones with skirts to the knee and jackets that button below your breasts?”
“Mmm.” She made one of those little movements that drove him insane, rubbing herself against his cock. “My suits are boring.”
It took him several seconds to find his voice. “Au contraire.” Husky words, his breath caught in his throat. “Those suits give a man ideas. Like, for example, catching you alone in a deserted office”—he gripped her earlobe in a quick, teasing bite—“bending you over a big wooden desk, pushing up that sedate skirt to find you wet for me.” The image drove him one step closer to insanity.
Then Sophie said, “Would you touch me?” in a sultry voice that wrapped around his cock and squeezed.
Shuddering, he lowered his head, sucked hard at her neck, leaving a little red mark. “No, this is a Neanderthal fantasy”—one of his favorites—“I just rip off your panties and thrust into you.”
“That—” She swallowed, wet her lips. “I have . . . um, nothing against that fantasy.”
Now that deserved a hot, open-mouthed, inferno of a kiss. “I have another version,” he told her afterward.
Fingers clenching on his biceps, her breasts rising up and down in jagged breaths.
“This time, I get you to stand in front of me, and I push up your skirt inch by inch, while stroking my thumbs along the insides of your thighs.” Rising to kneel above her, he mirrored actions to words, parting her thighs to afford him the most delicious of views. “I know you’re not wearing anything underneath—though sometimes, I let you wear silk stockings and a suspender belt—”
Her breasts turned a hot blush pink as heat rolled over her body. “Max.”
He moved his hands over her in a sweeping caress. “Shh, this is getting good.” She shivered under his touch. “And so I shove the skirt to your waist, bare you all pink and damp for me”—sliding his hands under her bottom—“tug you close”—positioning himself lower down her body—“and eat you up like candy.”
BONDS OF JUSTICE
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- Blood of Aenarion
- Broods Of Fenrir
- Burden of the Soul
- Caradoc of the North Wind
- Cause of Death: Unnatural
- City of Ruins
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- Demons of Bourbon Street
- Edge of Dawn
- Eye of the Oracle
- Freak of Nature
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- Lady of Devices
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- Of Gods and Elves
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- Promise of Blood
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- Shadows of the Redwood
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- Sins of the Father
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- Well of the Damned
- Wings of Tavea
- Wings of the Wicked
- A Bridge of Years
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- Hunt the Darkness (Guardians of Eternity)
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- Blood of the Demon
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- Sins of the Night
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