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Another uncontrolled sound of excitement escaped her.
His lips on her neck. “I want you.”
She shivered, pleasure a sizzle in her blood. Her hands glided down his front to his belt buckle.
That sinfully skilled mouth found hers again. “Tell me,” he murmured against her lips.
She slipped the belt free of the buckle.
He bit her lip. “Say it, Hazel.”
“I want you, too.” A harsh whisper.
His fingers circled her nipple over the fabric of her blouse. “How much?”
She drew in a ragged breath, grabbed his hand on her thigh, and guided it underneath her skirt, under the seam of her panties, to where wetness pooled at her center.
He tensed and exhaled roughly. “You’re trying to kill me, woman.”
But his fingers moved inside her, stroking languidly at first, then with more demand, and she shamelessly writhed on his hand while she clung to his shoulders, while their breaths mingled, lips touching in heated almost kisses.
Her arousal drove higher, higher, a coil winding ever tighter until the pressure turned near painful.
“Tallak,” she whispered. “I—”
He pushed the heel of his hand down hard on her clit, his other hand on her breast, tweaking the nipple.
She came with a strangled cry that he caught with his kiss. Waves of pleasure rolled through her, and he kept up the pressure on her core until her movements became smaller, slower, sated.
“Hold on,” he said, his voice a rough rumble against her ear.
She tightened her grip on his shoulders. With one arm slung around her waist, he lifted her a bit off the washer. With the other hand, he grabbed her panties and pulled them down her legs with little regard for the material. They might have ripped. Hazel didn’t quite know. Her attention to her surroundings seemed severely impaired, what with a hunk of a demon between her legs, his thick erection straining against his pants.
Nothing else mattered now but feeling him inside her.
Impatiently, she fumbled at the button of his jeans, freeing his length. The sound he made when her hands touched his cock made her impossibly wetter.
Pulling out a condom from his back pocket, he put it on in record time, then grabbed her hips and drew her closer to the edge of the washer. The head of his dick nudged her entrance.
The house phone rang.
With a groan, she slapped her hands against his chest. “Wait.”
“Hazel,” he snarled. “Let the others answer it.”
Some reason filtered through the lust fogging her brain. “If it’s for me, they’ll come searching for me.” She cast him an arch look. “In here.”
A muscle feathered in his jaw, his amber eyes glowing.
The phone rang again.
“Rain check?” She bit her lip.
His fingers tightened on her hips for a moment. Then he blew out a harsh breath and shoved away from her.
“Meow,” he growled, and froze. Slowly, he turned back to her, eyes aflame.
She clapped a hand over her mouth, wayward amusement curling in her belly.
