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My nipples hardened and my core clenched tight at his suggestive words. I wanted him. Hell, I always wanted him even when I shouldn’t. “You think that’s a good idea?”
Slate closed the distance between us and rested his big hands on my hips, his hot skin burnt a brand into my flesh. “Ash is having a sleepover with Sophie at Maverick and Grace’s. We’re here alone together, hungry for each other. I don’t see why it’s not the best fucking idea ever.”
He was right, of course. I wanted him more than I wanted my next breath, but I hesitated for some reason. “It does sound good.”
“Talk to me, Em.”
I shrugged. “What’s to talk about? I want you but I’m scared. My life is a fucking mess right now and it feels like I should be focused on that instead of a sexy biker.”
“Sexy, you say?” He took another step closer and slipped his hand through my hair before gripping it a few inches from the root. It was tight enough to sting but the kind of sting that shot straight between my thighs. “I like the sound of that.”
“That’s because you have a one-track mind.”
He laughed and the sound was rich and deep and tempting. “Only where you’re concerned. I can’t get enough of you Emma, and I don’t want to. I’m ready to drown in you baby.”
I trembled at his words and clung to him for dear life. “Slate.”
“Whatever you want.” His gaze was dark, and his words were darker, honest and hot enough that I felt the intensity just under my skin.
I fisted my hands in the fabric of his shirt and yanked so we were almost face to face. “I want you to kiss me. Please kiss me.”
His mouth crashed down over mine, hot and heavy with a raw intensity that shook me to my core. The way he devoured me was wild and crazy, and all I could do was lean into it and accept the erotic onslaught. Slate’s tongue moved against mine hungrily. His big hands cupped my face gently while he thrust in and out of my mouth with the force of a wrecking ball.
I pulled back with a gasp, my eyes clouded with lust. A raw hunger burned through me for this man. I wasn’t convinced this was a smart move, but I was powerless to pull away, to release his shirt and step back and walk away. I knew what he could—and would—do to my body and I needed that. “Slate.”
His response was just a growl before his mouth landed on mine again.
I climbed up his body and wrapped my legs around him, moaning into his mouth as the feel of his cock, long and hard, pressing against where I was wet and aching for him. “I need you,” I whispered against his lips and licked along the seam of his mouth.
“Fuck,” he groaned and spun around before he took the stairs two at a time at what felt like a full run. Seconds later I was laid out on his bed, panting and scrambling to get to my knees. “Stay,” he said, his voice hoarse with lust.
I froze and watched as he quickly undressed, revealing every inch of hard muscles, ink and a mouthwatering cock. He was so fucking beautiful that all I wanted was to taste him all over. I moved to the foot of the bed and put my hands on his chest. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Emma,” he hissed when I pressed a kiss to the middle of his chest. “Babe,” he tried again when I flicked a tongue over his left nipple and then his right. “Fuck.” His hands fisted in my hair, but he didn’t take over, didn’t even guide me, he just held me as my lips and tongue and teeth explored his body.
I hummed with pleasure as I kissed his pecs and licked over all six hard ridges of his abs. “Beautiful,” I moaned again when I got to that mind melting vee at his hips. I kissed along the curve that led down to the patch of black hair that was neatly trimmed.
“Em,” he grunted when I wrapped my hand around his cock. “Don’t.”
I looked up at him as I gripped him tighter and pumped in long, hard strokes that made his jaw clench. His eyes darkened when I leaned forward and flicked my tongue over the swollen, sensitive head of his cock. The noise he let out was positivelyferal and it spurred me on, gripping him tighter I took him as deep as I could.
“Oh, fuck Em.”
His words skittered over my flesh like a caress and suddenly it was the night we met all over again and instead of being some battered and beaten wife, I was young and beautiful and carefree. And most of all, I was bold. I took his cock and made it mine, using just my lips to tease the head of his cock until his hips pushed forward.
“Don’t tease,” he growled.
“Teasing you is so much fun,” I replied and took him to the back of my throat. He was long and thick as he pulsed against my tongue.
“Fuck.”
Every grunt and every moan hit me with another shot of lust, and I licked and sucked until I felt his balls tighten at the same time his grip tightened in my hair. I moaned and took him deeper.
“Fuck, Em.” He gently pushed me back off his cock and leaned forward, staring at me for a long beat before claiming my mouth in a searing hot kiss that made my toes curl. He pulled away and said, “On your feet.”
I couldn’t look away as I got to my feet and started undressing but Slate moved my hands away and tore at my clothes until I was as naked as he was.
“Perfect.”
