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finger circled her nipple, causing it to harden. It took but a second to unhook the bra at her back and shove it aside so his palm could feel her breast.
When he held it once more, he tweaked the nipple, causing her to give a cry of pleasure. Their gazes were locked together, their desire palpable.
Arian teased her nipple, enjoying how desire darkened her gaze even more. It was Grace who grabbed her sweater and shirt and pulled them over her head. Her bra followed a moment later.
Now they stood toe-to-toe, hip-to-hip. Arian put his free hand on her neck and nudged her head to the side with his thumb. Then he kissed her neck below her ear, licking and sucking the sensitive area. Her moans spurred him on, urging him to continue.
All the while she unfastened his jeans and spread the opening so she could find his cock.
Arian hissed in a breath when her fingers touched the head of his arousal. Then she began to touch him, tempting and teasing him until he was breathing as heavily as she.
He was rough as he unfastened her jeans and shoved them down her hips. Then he lifted her in his arms and laid her atop her sweater before the fire. With one jerk, he had her boot off. The second followed a heartbeat later. And then her jeans followed. He hesitated when he spotted the red lace panties that he found unbelievably sensual.
After running his fingers along the lace, he removed them so that she was fully bared to him.
Arian was kneeling beside her, looking at Grace’s beautiful body, from her pink-tipped breasts to her waist and flared hips, down to her sex. He blinked as he saw she was completely shaven.
“Fuck,” he murmured before he leaned down for another kiss.
Chapter Eight
Grace’s stomach clutched, her breathing came faster. She didn’t know what it was about Arian that made her burn, made her...yearn.
From the moment he’d spoken with that amazing accent, she’d been taken with him. His conversation had by turns irritated and intrigued her, pushing her to believe the impossible after witnessing him in his true form. With his astute thinking and sharp mind, he was more than a match for her intelligently. Seeing that glorious body and to-die-for face only made her crave him more.
Then he had kissed her.
And what a kiss!
It was a kiss like none other. There was fire and a hunger that was both savage as well as tender.
At first.
Then the fire had come. The kiss had charred her, searing her from the inside out. Each touch of his tongue, each time those lips of his moved over hers, had been the most incredible feeling in the world.
Until he lightly bit her bottom lip.
Grace had clutched him as she squeezed her legs together from the intense desire that made her sex throb.
She’d needed to touch him. His skin was warm and the sinew firm beneath her palm. But it hadn’t been enough. She wanted to feel him .
His thick arousal was pressed against her stomach. It had taken her forever before she got his pants undone, and then she was touching him. She could feel his member pulse in her hand as she stroked him.
Her attention was soon divided when he teased her nipple. All Grace knew was that she wanted him inside her. Now! She burned for him as she had never burned for another.
Then she was on her back, naked. And his voice, husky with emotion and desire murmured, “Fuck.”
She had never liked words like that during sex, but from Arian it made her heart race and her stomach flip with excitement. And need.
Grace couldn’t find any words, which was a first for her. The feelings of desire, pleasure, and longing swarmed her, but she didn’t feel like she was drowning.
No, she felt just the opposite. Like she was just now living.
She swallowed, watching as Arian stood and roughly yanked off his jeans. Grace eyed his tattoo again. She couldn’t wait to touch it, but first, she wanted Arian.
He put his hands on either side of her face and leaned over her, kissing her. It wasn’t the fiery kisses of
When he held it once more, he tweaked the nipple, causing her to give a cry of pleasure. Their gazes were locked together, their desire palpable.
Arian teased her nipple, enjoying how desire darkened her gaze even more. It was Grace who grabbed her sweater and shirt and pulled them over her head. Her bra followed a moment later.
Now they stood toe-to-toe, hip-to-hip. Arian put his free hand on her neck and nudged her head to the side with his thumb. Then he kissed her neck below her ear, licking and sucking the sensitive area. Her moans spurred him on, urging him to continue.
All the while she unfastened his jeans and spread the opening so she could find his cock.
Arian hissed in a breath when her fingers touched the head of his arousal. Then she began to touch him, tempting and teasing him until he was breathing as heavily as she.
He was rough as he unfastened her jeans and shoved them down her hips. Then he lifted her in his arms and laid her atop her sweater before the fire. With one jerk, he had her boot off. The second followed a heartbeat later. And then her jeans followed. He hesitated when he spotted the red lace panties that he found unbelievably sensual.
After running his fingers along the lace, he removed them so that she was fully bared to him.
Arian was kneeling beside her, looking at Grace’s beautiful body, from her pink-tipped breasts to her waist and flared hips, down to her sex. He blinked as he saw she was completely shaven.
“Fuck,” he murmured before he leaned down for another kiss.
Chapter Eight
Grace’s stomach clutched, her breathing came faster. She didn’t know what it was about Arian that made her burn, made her...yearn.
From the moment he’d spoken with that amazing accent, she’d been taken with him. His conversation had by turns irritated and intrigued her, pushing her to believe the impossible after witnessing him in his true form. With his astute thinking and sharp mind, he was more than a match for her intelligently. Seeing that glorious body and to-die-for face only made her crave him more.
Then he had kissed her.
And what a kiss!
It was a kiss like none other. There was fire and a hunger that was both savage as well as tender.
At first.
Then the fire had come. The kiss had charred her, searing her from the inside out. Each touch of his tongue, each time those lips of his moved over hers, had been the most incredible feeling in the world.
Until he lightly bit her bottom lip.
Grace had clutched him as she squeezed her legs together from the intense desire that made her sex throb.
She’d needed to touch him. His skin was warm and the sinew firm beneath her palm. But it hadn’t been enough. She wanted to feel him .
His thick arousal was pressed against her stomach. It had taken her forever before she got his pants undone, and then she was touching him. She could feel his member pulse in her hand as she stroked him.
Her attention was soon divided when he teased her nipple. All Grace knew was that she wanted him inside her. Now! She burned for him as she had never burned for another.
Then she was on her back, naked. And his voice, husky with emotion and desire murmured, “Fuck.”
She had never liked words like that during sex, but from Arian it made her heart race and her stomach flip with excitement. And need.
Grace couldn’t find any words, which was a first for her. The feelings of desire, pleasure, and longing swarmed her, but she didn’t feel like she was drowning.
No, she felt just the opposite. Like she was just now living.
She swallowed, watching as Arian stood and roughly yanked off his jeans. Grace eyed his tattoo again. She couldn’t wait to touch it, but first, she wanted Arian.
He put his hands on either side of her face and leaned over her, kissing her. It wasn’t the fiery kisses of
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