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Oh hell. No. She hadn’t said that. She really hadn’t.
Hadn’t someone said something about never, ever daring a Breed, especially a Coyote?
His lips quirked, an edge of smile filling eyes such a dark, dark blue they were nearly black.
“I can prove it.” Pure confidence filled his voice.
This time, she lifted the glass from his hand, brought it to her lips and finished the drink before handing it back to him.
His fingers covered hers as he took it, a flame leaping in his gaze as pure, sexual awareness seemed to fill the night.
“Confident, aren’t you?” she whispered playfully as a tingle of excitement rushed through her system.
“Very,” he agreed. “And I would so enjoy playing with you.”
A game? She’d never played sensual, flirtatious games. She’d never dared a Breed, and she’d never, at any time, challenged man or Breed to seduce her.
“We’re playing, then?” she asked softly.
“You could say I’m hunting,” he murmured seductively. “The sweetest, softest little morsel I believe I’ve ever scented in my life. You could become an addiction.”
Her heart tripped, speeded up and began racing in excitement.
“Do I get a head start?”
Eek. Where had that come from?
His head tilted to the side, his eyes squinting just a bit at the corners, as though he wanted to smile. “Do you plan to use it?”
“Of course.” She was going to run clear to the other end of the state just to escape the memory of her daring.
What was that expression that came over his face? It almost softened. His eyes gleamed and seemed to fill with something she would have called fondness at any other time.
“Are you sure you want a head start?” His voice dropped, sexual, heated, it stroked over her senses with an intimacy she hadn’t expected.
“It would be wise. Just to make certain I know what I’m doing, mind you.” She had no idea what the hell she was doing, and that was a fact.
His hand rose, his fingertip tucking beneath the hair that had fallen over her shoulder to find her exposed collarbone as he leaned closer, his lips at her ear. “When I find you, I’m going to undress you, then spread you out and lick all the lush, sweet cream I can smell flowing from your pussy. When I’ve drowned my senses in the taste of you, I’m going to fuck you with my tongue, lick more of you, then listen to your screams as you come.”
She was going to melt right there in the floor. Isabelle swore her knees nearly gave out on her as sensual weakness flooded them. She had to tighten her thighs against the sudden nip of sensation in her clit. The swollen, sensitive bud throbbed with need, pulsing with a need so strong she wasn’t certain she could deny it.
“I’m going to bite your chest.” She sighed, then winced at the lack of explicit description.
But that was what she wanted.
She wanted to bite his chest.
> His hand was suddenly clamped on her hip, long, strong fingers curving over the denim of her jeans as she felt his body tense, his breathing becoming deeper and harder.
“Are you sure you want that head start?” His lips lowered to nip her ear.
Then he licked the edge of her ear, exciting the sensitive nerve endings beneath the flesh.
A shudder raced through her, blistering hot, nearly catapulting her straight out of her senses and into an unprecedented orgasm.
Her thighs tightened as she fought to hold it back. Or give in to it? She wasn’t certain which.
“I don’t know,” she murmured. “Maybe you’re not good enough at this game to catch me if I take it?” Hell no, she didn’t want a head start, but this was fun. It was the most fun she had ever had, the kind of fun she had dreamed of having with a man.
