It wasn’t until that moment that she knew she had been searching for just such a look in men’s eyes before. Always she had come away feeling a little let down. But not now, not when she had Kellan.
Her breath caught in her chest when his fingers slid between her pants and her skin. With their gazes locked and the flames of desire growing with each heartbeat, he gradually pulled her yoga pants over her hips and down her legs until they pooled at her feet. He grasped one leg at a time and lifted her out of the pants, which joined their shirts on the chair.
When he straightened, she rose up on her toes and kissed him. His arms were like bands of steel as they came around her, locking her against him.
His arousal was pressed against her stomach, causing desire to pool between her legs. An urgency filled her, a hunger to have him inside her that instant.
But Kellan held her back.
She tore her mouth from his and gasped for air as she leaned back against the wall. When she opened her eyes, he had somehow taken off his boots without her knowing it.
Denae’s hands shook when she grasped the waist of his jeans again. This time, he didn’t stop her when she unbuttoned them. She pushed the opening wider and caught a glimpse of his rod. Somehow she wasn’t surprised he didn’t wear anything beneath his jeans. She found it sexy, a turn-on that had her pushing his jeans down.
Soon he was completely nude and she stood in her underwear and cami. He reached up and pulled out the band holding her braid. Using as much care as he had in undressing her, he loosened her hair until it hung about her shoulders.
With her heart pounding in her chest, his hand slid around her neck and dragged her to him for another fiery kiss.
No longer was he patient and calm in undressing her. Her cami was quickly removed, their kiss interrupted only when the shirt was pulled over her head.
The longer they kissed, the fiercer their passion became. He bent his legs and tightened his arms around her as he lifted her and walked them to the bed.
She expected to be tossed down. She should’ve known better. He gently lowered her onto the bed, never breaking their kiss.
Kellan couldn’t remember ever being so consumed by a woman. He couldn’t get enough of Denae’s delightful lips, her sweet taste, and most assuredly her passionate responses.
She was all fire and softness in his arms. Her feminine curves pleasing, as was the toned muscle he could feel beneath her silky skin.
He rocked his hips against her, and moaned at the exquisite feel. His body demanded instant release, but he wanted to take his time with Denae and savor her. He wasn’t sure why, nor did he want to look deeper into himself and find out.
Her short nails dug into his back as she opened her legs so he was cushioned against her core. Kellan could feel her heat and wetness through the thin panties.
Need, craving … hunger slammed into him. It rode him hard, urging him to rip off her panties and fill her again and again until she screamed in fulfillment.
He fisted a hand in the blanket and fought to rein in the insistent need. But it had been so very long since he’d felt a woman’s sheath around him, felt her slick heat.
Kellan ended the kiss and rose up on his hands, his arms straightening until he loomed over her. She blinked up at him with half-closed eyes and kiss-swollen lips.
He looked down her body to see firm breasts, a perfect handful, and dark pink–tipped nipples. They were too much to resist.
Bending his arms, he flicked a tongue over one hard peak and heard Denae moan. He settled between her legs and latched onto one nipple with his lips while he teased the other with his fingers.
Her hips rubbed against him in time with his suckling, causing a sheen of sweat to break out over his skin as she fought giving in to his desires.
He moved from one breast to the other, teasing, fondling, and licking each nipple until small cries fell from Denae’s lips.
Kellan kissed the valley between her breasts and moved down her stomach to her hips. He looked up and caught her gaze as he grasped her panties in each hand.
He knelt on the floor and slowly pulled the thin cotton over her flared hips until a thatch of dark curls could be seen. His brow rose as he noticed the curls had not only been trimmed but shaped into a narrow strip.
Such a thing hadn’t existed the last time he had taken a female, and he found the sight … exciting and titillating. As he pulled her panties down her thighs he smelled her arousal and it caused his already aching cock to jump in expectation.
Kellan removed her panties and ran his hands back up her shapely legs, pushing them farther apart as he did. Then he gently tugged her to the edge of the bed so that her sex, which glistened with desire, was near his mouth.
He leaned close and licked her, causing a low moan to fill the room. That one taste wouldn’t be nearly enough. He knew the taste of her kisses. He wanted to know the taste of her essence now.