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His mouth watered.
She stared at him over the laptop she’d been using. Her gaze hot and intent on him. “Drop the towel.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Lyric picked up the laptop, set it on the nightstand, and rose to her knees on the bed all without taking her eyes off the gorgeous man in front of her.
His eyes blazed with heat as he swept that hot gaze from her head down to her bare legs. “Lyric, baby, I really thought I could take this slow and easy tonight.”
She appreciated the sentiment, but... “Who says I want slow or easy?”
His thick erection stood proud behind the towel, letting her know just how ready M was to be inside her. Right where she wanted him.
To show him she didn’t need him to leash his passion, not with her, she pulled the shirt up and over her head and let it sail across the room as she tossed it away. “What I want is you, naked, on your back, in my bed. Right now.”
“Angel, I’m holding on by a thread, and just looking at you is about to send me over the edge.”
“Then, stop making me wait to get my hands on you.”
He did exactly what she’d demanded, dropped the towel, and slid onto the bed, landing on his back next to her.
She rewarded him by turning and straddling his thighs, her hands sliding down his chest and backup. “How’s the shoulder?” She leaned over and kissed it right above the worst part of the cut, then rose back up.
“Hurts. Make me forget.”
She grinned down at him. “I’ll give it my best shot.” She leaned over him again, planting her hands on either side of his shoulders, and kissed him like she’d never get to do it again. She poured out all her love and appreciation for this man, who’d worked so hard to finish his business so he could get back to her.
She left his mouth and ran a trail of open-mouthed kisses down his neck.
He sighed, his hands brushing up her back and down to her hips. He somehow navigated her body without hitting any of her bruises from the hit-and-run.
She kissed him all along the line of stitches across his shoulder and over his bicep. Then she raked her nails softly over his pecs and nipples.
He groaned.
She glanced up at him. “Oh, I like that sound.” She repeated the caress, got the same response and another deep growl when she pressed her lips to his heated skin and started making her way down his rock-hard abs.
“Angel.”
She grinned at the plea in his voice. “I think you’ve earned a bit of the devil tonight.” She scooted back, dipped her head, and licked the head of his dick with her flat tongue.
He swore and growled at the same time.
She did it again, then took him deep into her mouth. His fingers splayed through her hair as he held her to him, his hips rocking to the slow up-and-down nod of her head as she sucked on him, all thewhile rubbing her hands along his thighs. Feeling the urgent need building inside him, she clamped her hand around the thick base and slid her mouth up and down him again.
“Enough.” He hooked his hands under her arms and dragged her up his body.
“Your shoulder,” she protested, landing on her hands, so she didn’t hit the stitches. Hers were nothing compared to his and didn’t hurt at all anymore.
“I want to be inside you when I come.” He took her mouth in an urgent kiss as his hand slid down her belly, over her mound, one long finger sliding along her folds and deep inside her. “You’re so fucking wet for me.”
She moved against his hand.
He slipped a second finger inside her as she kissed him long and deep.
She broke the kiss, cupped his cheek in one hand, and nipped at his bottom lip. “Give me what I want.”
His finger slid out of her, brushing against her clit, making her moan, her inner muscles clenching. Desperate to be filled, she pressed down, slid along his hard length until the head met her entrance. She’d barely taken an inch when he thrust in deep. One arm hooked around her waist holding her down to him so they both could enjoy the feeling of being locked together, pleasure so deep and all-encompassing if they didn’t take a breath it would all be over. His other hand took her by the back of the neck and brought her down for another searing kiss.
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