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Suddenly, Dylan gripped her bottom in his hands, lifted her hips up off the bed and buried his face between her thighs.
“Oh, God,” Hollis cried. One hand grabbed the top of his dark head and she twined her fingers through his hair. The other dug into the sheets as he sucked and licked and worshipped her.
Dylan lifted his head and watched the rapturous expression on her face. Panting hard, her head fell back and her bright copper hair spread out on the pillow. “God, you’re beautiful,” he said, voice husky.
She lifted her head and met his hot gaze. “Please. Don’t stop,” she begged on a ragged whisper.
Dylan scraped his bristled cheek up her inside thigh and then licked up her wet folds. When she began writhing beneath his mouth, he tightened his grip on her hips, forcing her to hold still, and sucked her clit into his mouth.
Hollis slammed a fist into the bed and cried out as waves of pleasure began to roll through her lower body. As the mind-blowing climax rocked her, Dylan moved back up her humid body, his own hard and slick with perspiration. He kissed her hard and long.
This woman was going to be the death of him. No doubt about it.
Hollis’s eyes fluttered open and she grabbed his robe, fumbling to yank it off. He shrugged out of it and her eyes went straight to the tattoos on his taut body.
Up close, she could see every detail and she ran a fingertip along a piece of nautical rope, trailing it up his bicep. Her tongue picked up where her finger left off and she licked her way up to his shoulder.
“I love your tattoos,” she said and nipped the top of the trident. “They’re so sexy.”
“I’m going to find yours,” he murmured, dropping kisses along her shoulder. “And, lick it right off.”
“Go ahead.” Her gaze dropped and she took a moment to admire his long, thick length pressing against her hip. Her belly fluttered. “Mm,” she moaned and reached a hand down to stroke his hard cock.
Dylan let her have her way with him for a moment then grabbed her hand and pulled it back up. “You’re gonna kill me,” he whispered. Then, he moved between her legs. Their tongues tangled, diving deeply into the other’s mouth, and her smooth body pressed up against his hard one.
When they were skin to skin for the first time, Dylan hit the boiling point. His steel cock pushed against her and his large hand slid down her body while the other tangled in her copper hair.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted you?” he murmured. “For-fucking-ever.”
In answer, Hollis ground down against his heated tip and Dylan groaned. She heard a foil packet tear open and then felt him position himself between her thighs.
“Look at me, Hollis,” he said, thick and ready, pressing at her entrance. Her eyes lifted to meet his. Normally, they flashed with challenge or singed him with dismissal. Now, though, they sucked him into those sultry, caramel depths. Bright with passion, he saw more than just an invitation.
For the first time, he saw trust.
Hollis had never looked at him like that before and his dark gaze held hers, reveling in their new connection. Slowly, he began to enter her, completely absorbed in those eyes, unwilling to blink or look away, filling and stretching her to capacity. She welcomed him, wrapping her legs around his waist, drawing him deeper.
Their bodies began to move together, Dylan setting a pace that was sultry, slow, unrushed and so damn hot that she began to writhe. “Dylan,” she moaned, dragging her nails down his back. God, she’d never felt so full.
But, he wasn’t going to rush this. No matter how close to the edge he felt, he held out, thrusting into her with long, even strokes. Savoring every fucking sensation.
For once in their lives, they were completely in sync with each other.
But, it was too good and the pleasure swelled.
Gritting his teeth, Dylan grasped her hips and guided them up, driving into her deeper, harder, faster. Her nails dug into his rock-hard upper arms where she left her own crescent moon-shaped tattoos. “Come for me, Hollis,” he said, reaching between their bodies and stroking her.
“Oh, God,” she cried as waves of pleasure began to roll and pulsate throughout her lower body. Then, the orgasm hit her hard and she was lost in sensation.
Outside, as the storm reached its crescendo, Dylan felt his control slip and he lost his rhythm. He couldn’t hold back any longer and his release hit him like a 12-foot wave, pummeling him up, then down and around. His entire body shuddered and then he fell forward, burying his face in her long, fragrant red hair. The smell of coconuts filled his nose and he inhaled deeply.
Fuck, he thought, as she wrapped her arms around him and placed a light kiss against his temple.I’m in trouble.
Chapter Twelve
The next morning, Hollis’s eyes opened and her heart dropped when she saw Dylan’s side of the bed was empty. She sat up and looked over to the open balcony doors where she caught a glimpse of his bare feet, ankles crossed and propped up on a small table. She took a deep breath, gathered the sheet around her body and slid out of bed.
Please don’t let this be awkward, she prayed.
