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teeth across her neck.
His hands were busy on her shirt, tugging it up until it was caught under her arms. The only thing that separated his hands from her flesh was the bikini top she still hadn’t taken off, and it fell away easily under his hands.
Her head spun as he hooked his arms under hers, using his hands on her shoulders to arch her back, lifting her breasts up for him. Off balance, her head falling back, Jenai couldn’t even breathe as he took one diamond-hard tip in his mouth, sucking it deep.
Her breath wheezed out of her in a rush as he worked her nipple with his mouth. Damn it…I’ve never been that sensitive there. She hovered perilously close to climax, and all he had done was kiss her and touch her breasts.
Then he worked one muscled thigh between hers, pressing the hard length upward until she was riding his leg.
As the mound of her sex came in contact with his leg, he lifted her, balancing her weight until she was straddling his leg and her feet came off the floor. Helplessly, she started to rock against him and in a rush, she climaxed.
“That’s it,” he muttered as he pulled away from her breast. His mouth came back to hers, slanting against her lips as he plunged his tongue deep inside.
They were moving—wrapping her legs around his waist, she clung to him as he carried her away from the bed, away from Stephanie.
She moaned when he stopped kissing her, lifting his head away and looking around the room. Jenai didn’t know what he was looking for—didn’t really care, she just wanted him touching her, kissing her again.
“I can’t wait to have you, Jenai,” he muttered. She heard hinges squeak and then a short, choked laugh. “A fucking closet—good enough. Damn bathroom’s too far away.”
The door closed behind them, closing them in almost total darkness. A thin gray line of light seeped under the door, but it was too dark inside the room for much light to penetrate through that thin slit.
She wanted to see him—was desperate to see him. Her eyes adjusted to the dark and she could just barely make out the shape of his face, the dark shadow of his shoulders as he lowered her to the floor—but not enough.
“Next time,” he whispered as he stripped her pants away. As though he was reading her mind, he whispered, “Next time, light…candlelight, a soft bed. Silk and roses…but I have to have you, Jenai. You hid from me for too long.”
She was naked from the waist down when he lifted her again, and he’d shoved his jeans down as well. She could feel the hot press of his cock against her, smell the heated ripe scent of hungry, aroused male.
Her refined senses almost made up for the fact that she could hardly see him. But not quite.
Then he shoved inside her, his cock breeching the tight, dew-slicked muscles of her pussy. With one long, possessing thrust, he took her. Her breath caught in her lungs—she could feel him staring down at her.
She wasn’t sure what he was, but she had an odd feeling he could see her better than she could see him. “You’re mine, Jenai. You know that. You can’t pretend it’s not going to happen, not anymore.”
No. She knew that, hell, she had known it for a while. But fighting it, fighting yet another thing destiny had thrown in her path was something she’d felt compelled to do. It was over now though. As he slid back out, withdrawing until all but the tip of his cock had left her body, she clutched at him, trying to pull him closer.
When he shoved back inside her, hard and brutal, her mouth opened and she started to wail out his name.
“Hush,” he muttered against her temple, one hand coming up, pressing against her lips. “You can’t scream—bite me if you have to, but don’t scream.”
She sank her teeth into the fleshy pad of his palm as he muffled her scream with his hand. His hips withdrew, and then he thrust inside her again—the thick ridge of his cock pressed against the bundle of nerves buried by the mouth of her
His hands were busy on her shirt, tugging it up until it was caught under her arms. The only thing that separated his hands from her flesh was the bikini top she still hadn’t taken off, and it fell away easily under his hands.
Her head spun as he hooked his arms under hers, using his hands on her shoulders to arch her back, lifting her breasts up for him. Off balance, her head falling back, Jenai couldn’t even breathe as he took one diamond-hard tip in his mouth, sucking it deep.
Her breath wheezed out of her in a rush as he worked her nipple with his mouth. Damn it…I’ve never been that sensitive there. She hovered perilously close to climax, and all he had done was kiss her and touch her breasts.
Then he worked one muscled thigh between hers, pressing the hard length upward until she was riding his leg.
As the mound of her sex came in contact with his leg, he lifted her, balancing her weight until she was straddling his leg and her feet came off the floor. Helplessly, she started to rock against him and in a rush, she climaxed.
“That’s it,” he muttered as he pulled away from her breast. His mouth came back to hers, slanting against her lips as he plunged his tongue deep inside.
They were moving—wrapping her legs around his waist, she clung to him as he carried her away from the bed, away from Stephanie.
She moaned when he stopped kissing her, lifting his head away and looking around the room. Jenai didn’t know what he was looking for—didn’t really care, she just wanted him touching her, kissing her again.
“I can’t wait to have you, Jenai,” he muttered. She heard hinges squeak and then a short, choked laugh. “A fucking closet—good enough. Damn bathroom’s too far away.”
The door closed behind them, closing them in almost total darkness. A thin gray line of light seeped under the door, but it was too dark inside the room for much light to penetrate through that thin slit.
She wanted to see him—was desperate to see him. Her eyes adjusted to the dark and she could just barely make out the shape of his face, the dark shadow of his shoulders as he lowered her to the floor—but not enough.
“Next time,” he whispered as he stripped her pants away. As though he was reading her mind, he whispered, “Next time, light…candlelight, a soft bed. Silk and roses…but I have to have you, Jenai. You hid from me for too long.”
She was naked from the waist down when he lifted her again, and he’d shoved his jeans down as well. She could feel the hot press of his cock against her, smell the heated ripe scent of hungry, aroused male.
Her refined senses almost made up for the fact that she could hardly see him. But not quite.
Then he shoved inside her, his cock breeching the tight, dew-slicked muscles of her pussy. With one long, possessing thrust, he took her. Her breath caught in her lungs—she could feel him staring down at her.
She wasn’t sure what he was, but she had an odd feeling he could see her better than she could see him. “You’re mine, Jenai. You know that. You can’t pretend it’s not going to happen, not anymore.”
No. She knew that, hell, she had known it for a while. But fighting it, fighting yet another thing destiny had thrown in her path was something she’d felt compelled to do. It was over now though. As he slid back out, withdrawing until all but the tip of his cock had left her body, she clutched at him, trying to pull him closer.
When he shoved back inside her, hard and brutal, her mouth opened and she started to wail out his name.
“Hush,” he muttered against her temple, one hand coming up, pressing against her lips. “You can’t scream—bite me if you have to, but don’t scream.”
She sank her teeth into the fleshy pad of his palm as he muffled her scream with his hand. His hips withdrew, and then he thrust inside her again—the thick ridge of his cock pressed against the bundle of nerves buried by the mouth of her
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