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Delaney sighs. “I was gonna say, we should do this again sometime.” She pushes away from me but doesn’t turn away. “But that’s crazy because it wasn’t a date, and we don’t even know each other, and as soon as we catch the Phantom, we’ll go our separate ways, and?—”
I fuse my lips with hers to stop her rambling, and Delaney whimpers into my mouth. Settling my hands on her hips, I tug her close, letting her feel what she’s doing to me.
“We should definitely do this again sometime,” she breathes when we pull apart.
“Who says we’re done for the night?”
CHAPTER 20
DELANEY
“Tell me you want this.”
My brain short circuits as Thorn nibbles on the soft flesh between my shoulder and neck. My legs tighten around his waist, and I grind down, seeking relief, but our clothes are in the way. His mouth moves up my neck, leaving a trail of scorched skin behind.
When he kissed me in the garage, I think it was more a silencing tactic than sexual, but I’m not complaining. Lust very quickly entered the picture the moment our lips met, and he threw me over his shoulder to carry me to his room immediately following his statement that the night wasn’t over.
Again, not complaining.
My head thumps against the wall, and I moan. “I want this.”
“Thank fuck,” Thorn growls and spins us toward his bed.
He lifts one arm over his head and pulls his shirt off like the male models you see on videos. I lick my lips in anticipation and admire the view before me. Thorn’s body is muscular and toned. It reminds me of one of those Olympian high divers with his six-pack. However, it’s the muscles in his arms that make me swoon. Thorn moves to the end of the bed, and I scoot back so he can turn and sit down to take off his boots.
I trace my fingers over the tattoo of the club’s insignia on his back up to the heart with thorns piercing out on his neck. He shudders in response.
“You’re beautiful,” I whisper.
“Beautiful?” he asks playfully, standing up.
Thorn unbuckles his belt, and with his right hand, he grips the left side and yanks it all the way through the loops on his jeans until it’s free.
My jaw drops. “I’ve always wanted to see a guy do that in person.”
Thorn smirks. “Most women do.”
I shift to my knees and tug my shirt over my head, revealing a lacy black bra. As I drag my finger down between the valley of my breasts, Thorn’s gaze heats up. I unhook the front clasp, and they spill out of their confinement.
That’s all it takes.
Thorn’s control snaps, and he pushes me back before crawling on the mattress to hover over my body. He brutally attacks my mouth as our tongues battle and teeth bang together fiercely. Thorn rolls my nipple between his thumb and finger, so I arch my back, shoving myself into his touch.
Reaching down, I rub his rock-hard shaft. He groans against my lips and pulls away. Thorn stands at the edge of the bed and yanks my jeans off, along with my thong. I pant as he slides his jeans and boxers over his hips and kicks his legs free.
He drops to his knees, and pulls me to the end of the mattress, leaving my legs dangling. Thorn spreads my knees apart, lowers his head, and inhales deeply. I attempt to close my legs, but his shoulders are wedged in between, and I can’t move. I squirm, but he lays one of his forearms over my waist to hold me in place.
“Stop moving.” Thorn lightly smacks my stomach.
“What are you doing?” I gasp.
“I want to eat this sweet little pussy.”
No man has ever given me oral. I’ve done a couple blow jobs in the past, but they aren’t my favorite.
I thrash. “Get up here and fuck me.”
Thorn stills and lifts his head to look me in the eyes. “Has anyone ever feasted on you before?”
