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I dropped her on the bed, and she landed on my mussed sheets with a littleoofof surprise.

I stood at the foot of the bed. For a moment, that was all I could do—stand there and look at her. I’d been sneaking looks since she’d moved in, trying to memorize the curves of her waist and her hips, and now, finally, I could look my fill. Her tank top had rucked up to her ribs, revealing her tan skin, and her nipples were hard through the thin fabric. Her sweatpants clung to the curves of her thighs as she shifted restlessly on the bed. Her auburn hair sprawled out like a halo around her. She drew onehand up to her face, thumb near her bottom lip. “Stop staring,” she murmured.

“No.” I crawled onto the bed, caging her in. Hovering above her, I slid one hand under the hem of her tank top and relished the warmth of her skin. She shivered. I’d forgotten how sensitive she was. Every touch made her gasp, sigh, quiver. It was addictive. “I want to stare. You’re beautiful.”

Her cheeks went that adorable shade of pink I loved so much. “Not like I was back then.”

“That’s right. You’re even more beautiful now.”

She inhaled sharply, then pulled me down for another kiss. I wasn’t about to complain. I explored her mouth, then withdrew my hand from her shirt to slide up over her chest, feeling the swell of her breast through the soft fabric. I ran my thumb over her nipple, and she gasped into the kiss, her back arching slightly beneath me.Sensitive.

If the smallest touch made her react like this, how would she react to a claiming bite?

I pushed the thought away, much to my dragon’s dismay.

She giggled into the kiss, then pushed my hands away. I pulled back, ready to give her space, but she grasped the hem of her tank top and pulled it over her head before tossing it aside.

Heat surged through me, and my mouth actually watered. All that soft, perfect skin was suddenly exposed to me. I dropped down and kissed her mouth, her neck, then lower, to her shoulder, her sternum, her breasts. She moaned as I drew my tongue teasingly over one nipple. I didn’t linger there, though. I trailed kisses down her lips, her belly, her hip, right over the waistband of her sweatpants.

She smelled so fucking good. Sweet, soft, musky. I wanted to devour her.

She tugged at the neckline of my shirt. “Off.”

Whatever Harley told me to do, I did without question. I sat up and tugged off my shirt. She brushed her fingertips over my abs, then dipped into the waistband of my jeans, biting her lip.

My jeans suddenly felt really tight.

“These too,” she said and popped the button.

“Christ, Harley,” I muttered.

Her eyes blazed with desire. She wanted this as badly as I did.

I stripped out of my jeans as quickly as I could, then covered her body with mine. All that separated us were my boxers and her sweatpants. Even that felt like too much. She gasped as she wrapped her arms around me like she couldn’t get close enough. I kissed her deeply, slowly, savoring the sweet taste of her lips. I slid one hand down the curve of her waist, then over her hip, then dipped my fingertips under the waistband of her sweatpants.

“Yes,” she whispered against my lips, raising her hips to let me tug the sweatpants off.

Then, finally, Harley was bare beneath me.

I’d dreamed about having her like this for ten years. Every time I was with another woman, it was Harley in my mind. My dragon breathed a slow sigh of relief. This was where she was supposed to be. Safe. Happy. Warm and needy beneath me.

Our legs tangled, and her hips rocked of their own accord, meeting mine. I groaned. Fuck, she was so hot, so wet. The hard length of my cock pressed against her, and she moaned softly.

Fuck. I needed her. Now. I slid my hand over her belly, then lower, lower, to the crease of her groin and her soft inner thigh. She spread her legs, and I could almost taste her desire.

Iwantedto taste her desire.

My fingers slid closer to her center, and I kept kissing her, only pulling away to murmur against her mouth. “I want to taste you.”

She laughed and tipped her head back with a sigh. “Next time, just… God, please just touch me.”

My dragon purred with delight.Next time.She’d said it impulsively, yet I knew it was the truth.

Next time. And there’d be many times after that.

I stopped teasing and slid my fingers over the warm, wet folds of her pussy. Her mouth opened around a moan of pleasure. It was easy, so easy, to slide two fingers into the welcoming heat of her body and feel her clench around me.

“Feel good?” I kissed her neck as I began to move my fingers.