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muscles of his abdomen and they jumped beneath her tongue. “Amazingly good.” She lifted her eyes to his as she put her hand on his belt buckle and said, “I want to taste more.”
He groaned, and she felt him pulse against the palm she’d just laid flat over his erection. She could feel how big, how hard he was, had felt it as they’d kissed by the suite’s front door. But it wasn’t enough to feel him through fabric anymore—she needed him skin to skin.
Clearly wanting the same thing, he got the rest of his clothes off within seconds. Her brain scrambled as she looked at all those muscles, all that tanned skin, all that hunger for her. Jumbled enough that the only word she could think was mine.
For tonight at least, Adam Sullivan, with his dark, intense eyes, with a mouth made for kissing, and with those magical, knowing hands, was all hers.
Hers.
And then there was no room for thinking, no space for anything but instinct. And pleasure. She lowered her mouth to his chest first, running her lips south with soft and teasing kisses until she couldn’t stand to tease either of them anymore as she ran her tongue over him. His hands tangled in her hair, her name falling from his lips again and again. Pleading and pleasured all at the same time. And then, finally, she took him inside on a hum of pleasure she couldn’t contain.
His growl echoed in the room as she found herself suddenly lying back against the mattress, Adam kissing her with ferocious passion. He drew back from her lips just far enough to say, “Now, Kerry. I need you now .”
She knew it was his way of asking her, yet again, if she was ready for this. Ready for him. Even after what they’d already done—their hands and mouths all over each other—he obviously needed to know that she was still okay with taking the final step.
If any part of her had still been cold, his concern would have warmed her up completely. But she was already there— beyond ready to be with him. So instead of answering with words, she reached for one of the condoms he’d put on the bedside table and together they sheathed him. By the time his mouth found hers again, she was already wrapping her legs around his hips. In one perfect upthrust of her hips, she took him all the way inside.
In a heartbeat, he was unleashed. No more reserve, no more worry. Just wicked, sinful passion.
She met him thrust for thrust, stroke for stroke, gasp for gasp. And just as she’d never known there could be pleasure this sweet, she’d also never realized that she could become part of someone else. That Adam’s heartbeat could mesh with her own. That his sweat could become hers. And that his pleasure would take her even higher than the very highest peak.
Together they climbed.
And together, wrapped in each other’s arms, they fell.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kissing.
And kissing.
Then kissing some more.
Kerry drank in every one of Adam’s sweet kisses while his mouth never left hers. Her arms and legs were still wrapped all around him, his hands were tangled in her hair. And she had never felt so good in all her life.
Their post-sex make-out session kept her heart racing just as fast as it had when she was coming apart beneath him, her temperature just as high, her need just as desperate. There was no room, no space in their kisses for her to take a breath, but she didn’t want that room. Didn’t want that space. Not when everything felt so perfect, so right .
So beautiful .
He was heavy over her, but she loved his weight pressing her down into the mattress. Loved how secure it made her feel to know that he was as close to her as another person could possibly be. And that he didn’t want to break their connection, either.
Finally, he lifted his mouth from hers, but only to rain kisses over her face. Again and again he’d press a half-dozen kisses over her cheek, or her eyelids, or the curve of her ear, or the tip of her chin, before returning to her mouth. And every time he came
He groaned, and she felt him pulse against the palm she’d just laid flat over his erection. She could feel how big, how hard he was, had felt it as they’d kissed by the suite’s front door. But it wasn’t enough to feel him through fabric anymore—she needed him skin to skin.
Clearly wanting the same thing, he got the rest of his clothes off within seconds. Her brain scrambled as she looked at all those muscles, all that tanned skin, all that hunger for her. Jumbled enough that the only word she could think was mine.
For tonight at least, Adam Sullivan, with his dark, intense eyes, with a mouth made for kissing, and with those magical, knowing hands, was all hers.
Hers.
And then there was no room for thinking, no space for anything but instinct. And pleasure. She lowered her mouth to his chest first, running her lips south with soft and teasing kisses until she couldn’t stand to tease either of them anymore as she ran her tongue over him. His hands tangled in her hair, her name falling from his lips again and again. Pleading and pleasured all at the same time. And then, finally, she took him inside on a hum of pleasure she couldn’t contain.
His growl echoed in the room as she found herself suddenly lying back against the mattress, Adam kissing her with ferocious passion. He drew back from her lips just far enough to say, “Now, Kerry. I need you now .”
She knew it was his way of asking her, yet again, if she was ready for this. Ready for him. Even after what they’d already done—their hands and mouths all over each other—he obviously needed to know that she was still okay with taking the final step.
If any part of her had still been cold, his concern would have warmed her up completely. But she was already there— beyond ready to be with him. So instead of answering with words, she reached for one of the condoms he’d put on the bedside table and together they sheathed him. By the time his mouth found hers again, she was already wrapping her legs around his hips. In one perfect upthrust of her hips, she took him all the way inside.
In a heartbeat, he was unleashed. No more reserve, no more worry. Just wicked, sinful passion.
She met him thrust for thrust, stroke for stroke, gasp for gasp. And just as she’d never known there could be pleasure this sweet, she’d also never realized that she could become part of someone else. That Adam’s heartbeat could mesh with her own. That his sweat could become hers. And that his pleasure would take her even higher than the very highest peak.
Together they climbed.
And together, wrapped in each other’s arms, they fell.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kissing.
And kissing.
Then kissing some more.
Kerry drank in every one of Adam’s sweet kisses while his mouth never left hers. Her arms and legs were still wrapped all around him, his hands were tangled in her hair. And she had never felt so good in all her life.
Their post-sex make-out session kept her heart racing just as fast as it had when she was coming apart beneath him, her temperature just as high, her need just as desperate. There was no room, no space in their kisses for her to take a breath, but she didn’t want that room. Didn’t want that space. Not when everything felt so perfect, so right .
So beautiful .
He was heavy over her, but she loved his weight pressing her down into the mattress. Loved how secure it made her feel to know that he was as close to her as another person could possibly be. And that he didn’t want to break their connection, either.
Finally, he lifted his mouth from hers, but only to rain kisses over her face. Again and again he’d press a half-dozen kisses over her cheek, or her eyelids, or the curve of her ear, or the tip of her chin, before returning to her mouth. And every time he came
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