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“Me too.” My voice came out as a squeak as I looked up at him. I felt the intensity in his voice all the way to my toes.
“I’ll ask you again, Snuggles. Are you absofuckinglutely sure about this? Because once I taste you, I just know, I’m not going to be able to stop. You and me, all night long.”
I froze.Taste me?I’d never been talked to like that. Hell, I’d only once had a boy’s mouth on me, and in spite of what I’d read in romance novels, it hadn’t been special. Duke’s words challenged my tattoo. Was I up to being bold enough?
He was a breath away. “So, are you?”
“Tell me, Studly, are you absofuckinglutely sure? Because once I taste you, I may not want to stop either.”How’s that for being bold, Mr. Badass SEAL?
His eyes widened. I’d surprised us both.
Taking bold further, I closed the distance. But when his lips took mine, there was no mistaking who was in charge, and it wasn’t me. Urgent hands pulled me to him. With his insistent erection pressed against me, I realized he’d come in the door as revved up as I’d gotten myself contemplating how this would go. I angled my head to accept him deeper.
His tongue was hot and wickedly insistent as it probed and tangled with mine. Duke Hawk wasn’t merely kissing me. His ministrations deserved another term, more possessive, more assertive, more dominant than a simple kiss.
Moaning into his mouth, I was putty in his hands as he drew out the ecstasy. This was no rush to score. Duke took his time, showing me a side of kissing that I hadn’t known existed.
He broke the kiss. “You taste even better than I remembered.”
I cast my eyes down. Had I misunderstood what he intended? “I thought…” I stammered.
A wicked smile curled his lips. “We’ll get to that too, baby.”
My pussy clenched with an image of his face between my legs. What would his stubble feel like between my thighs? Impatient to find out, I slid my hand down to cup him.
He groaned before he pulled my hand away. “Not yet.”
With a firm hand in my hair, he brought us face to face, my nose touching his. “You need to learn to not argue about every damned thing.”
I hooked an arm around his neck, hopped up, and wrapped my legs around him. “Do with me what you will, Studly, and I promise zero complaints.” As I ground against his erection, complaining was the last thing on my mind.
A strong hand lifted my ass, pulling me to him and adding to the pressure I craved. I leaned my head back as he kissed an electric trail from my ear, down my neck, to my collarbone. Giving up on his pants, I started on the buttons of his shirt. Hot skin with a smattering of hair over hard muscle greeted me. I flinched as one of his hands slid up my side and over the cut.
“Sorry.” He moved it away. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“It’s fine.” I pulled his hand up to my breast and purred my appreciation as he cupped my flesh and tweaked my sensitive nipple. “I love your chest,” I said, sliding my hand over the defined ridges.
He squeezed my breast. “Likewise. You have way too many clothes on,” he whispered against my neck, kissing my pulse point.
“I agree,” I answered as he walked us over to the bed and leaned over to drop me down. With a laugh, I stayed wrapped around him, and we tumbled onto the mattress.
He did his best to protect me from his weight, and the furious process of removing each other’s clothes became a frantic race between kisses.
I lost when he got me naked by yanking my panties free, and I hadn’t gotten his pants off yet.
He held my hands against the mattress at my shoulders and began kissing a trail down my body. He stopped to worship one breast—licking, sucking, and blowing air on my taut nipple—before moving on to the other.
I struggled, but only a little, as he continued down, detouring at my belly button. He skipped my pussy and lavished kisses on both my inner thighs.
I laughed. “Do you need help navigating?” His stubble grazed my inner thigh again.
“I think I know the way.” A second later, his tongue split my folds on its way to my clit. Then, a finger entered me.
Groans of pleasure were all I could muster when a second finger joined the first. His tongue circled and flicked my little bud before he sucked on it. Amplified by anticipation, the simple pleasure drove me wild. Bucking my hips into him, I speared my fingers into his hair and pulled him against my heat. This was what I needed.
He looked up. Our gazes locked for a second before he sucked again, and my eyes rolled back as I fisted the sheets. My God, I’d never again doubt those authors who wrote how good this could feel. He took me right to the edge in record time.
“Come for me, baby.” He crooked those fingers inside me and found that spot I thought was a myth made up to sell more copies ofCosmo.
