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My fingers grip the steering wheel hard. “Hannah, I need you to know that if you come home with me…I’m going to want things…I’m going to want you. You’re tempting me sorely and I’m not going to be able to hold myself back.”

“Good. Because I want you, too,” she informs me in a breathy voice.

My foot hits the gas pedal hard and, as we screech forward, Hannah bursts into laughter. I reach over and grab her hand, squeezing it hard. My angel. The thought comes out of nowhere and I want her to be mine. In every way possible.

“If you let me, I’m going to give you the best night of your life.” There’s no ego in my words, just the absolute truth. I will worship this woman. She tightens her grip on my hand.

“I hope so,” she whispers, and I’m a goner.

I can’t get us back to my place fast enough. The moment we step into the elevator, my patience disappears in a puff. I yank Hannah into my arms and my mouth crashes down against hers. Her arms wrap around my neck, her perfect breasts crushing against my chest, and I groan into her mouth. She feels so damn good against me, her body molding along mine perfectly. The moment her lips part, I slide my tongue inside her mouth and caress it against hers. God, she tastes like sweet cream and absolute decadence.

We kiss and kiss and kiss until the cab reaches my floor. The elevator door glides open and we stumble out, our mouths still fused. I’m fumbling for my keys and when we reach my door, I pull back, breathing hard. She grips onto me to keep from falling over and seems just as affected by that steamy kiss as I was. Shoving the key into the lock, I open the door, pull Hannah inside then slam it shut, locking it. I grab her and haul her right back into my arms. She instantly surrenders to my kiss, melting against me.

For a long time, we stand there in the foyer, kissing each other senseless. My hands slide through her blonde hair, tilting her head so I can deepen the connection between our mouths. I can’t seem to get enough and when she makes a soft whimpering sound, I nearly lose it.

Forcing myself to step back, I swipe a hand through my hair. I’ve never wanted a woman this much before and I’m feeling a little off-balance. And it’s got nothing to do with the glass of wine I drank.

Hannah stands before me, a tempting sight in that red dress. Her skin is flushed, cheeks pink and lips swollen from my heated kisses.

“I need to taste you again,” I say, my voice hoarse.

“Then kiss me,” she whispers huskily.

I hold out my hand and she doesn’t hesitate to take it. “I plan on kissing you somewhere else this time,” I say and tug her toward my bedroom.

“Oh!” she gasps, jogging to keep up with my long strides. “And where may I ask do you plan on kissing me next?” Her teasing voice makes the steel beam in my pants extend even further.

We reach my bedroom and I spin her around, my hands grabbing her hips, and I pull her up against me, making her aware of how much I want her. I grind my hips against her pelvis, knowing she can feel how fucking hard I am.

“Right between these lovely legs,” I answer, my hands dipping beneath her dress and sliding up her silky thighs.

“Ohhh,” she responds breathlessly.

“Is that okay?” I start nibbling the side of her neck, flicking my tongue across the delicate skin there.

“Yes…” She sighs softly. “It’s more than okay.”

That’s all the encouragement I need. Sliding my hands under her ass, I scoop her up and her legs instantly wrap around my waist. She weighs practically nothing and I move over to the bed and lay her out. Flipping her skirt up, my gaze drops to soak in her light pink panties and I stifle a groan. She’s too beautiful, too innocent. It’s making me crazy and my desire is at an all-time high, ready to consume me like I’m about to consume her. Meanwhile, my dick is at full attention and weeping to get between those luscious legs. Not yet, though. First, I’m going to taste that sweet pussy, coat my lips and tongue with her nectar. I’m going to show her what it feels like to have my head between her thighs, eating her out until she’s screaming for more.

Propped up on her elbows, she’s looking at me and I can see the innocence shining in her bright blue eyes. I’m going to claim that innocence, take it as mine, and cherish it. She’s giving me a gift and I’ll make damn sure she doesn’t regret that decision.

Time to reward my angel with multiple orgasms, I think, as I hook my fingers in her panties and begin to slowly slide them down.

9

HANNAH

My breath catches in my throat as Vin slides my panties down, baring me to him. I’m not sure what to do and I automatically try to squeeze my legs together, but he grabs hold of my thighs, stopping me. Slowly pulling them apart, exposing my most intimate place.

“No,” he murmurs, green eyes blazing as he gazes down on me. “Open your legs, Angel. Let me taste you.”

Heart in my throat, I do as he says, and when he lowers his head, his mouth latching onto my center, I whimper softly. I’ve never experienced anything like this before and his tongue laps and licks and strokes until I’m writhing. My fingers dig into the bedspread and a pressure begins building in my lower body. The moment he begins sucking on my clit, I lose it. A zap of electricity shoots through me and everything suddenly explodes in waves of pleasure. I cry out and twist as the orgasm rocks through me.

Breathing hard, eyes squeezed tightly shut, I wonder if I’ve been missing out or if it’s Vin who is the reason I feel so amazing right now. He crawls up my body and whispers, “Open your eyes, Angel.”

My lashes flutter open and I look into his intense green eyes. He reminds me of a very satisfied panther and then his mouth crashes against mine. As he kisses me passionately, I lose all control and wrap my arms around him. Pushing up off the mattress, I press my body against his and a wave of need moves through me. Tasting myself on his mouth is strangely erotic and I drag my tongue over his bottom lip, licking.

“See how good you taste. Like sugar.”

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