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The way he dominated my tongue, swishing it back and forth, was far too sinful, so much so I couldn’t seem to stop trembling. When he finally broke the kiss, neither the powerful moment nor his firm hold was finished. His fingers dug into my skin as he used his thumb to lift my head, his labored breathing skipping across my cheek. He dragged his tongue from one side to the other before biting down on my lower lip.

I was thrown by how much I continued to tremble, cinching my eyes shut as my imagination about what his naked body would look like took over. In my wicked mind, he had a long and extremely thick cock.

When I suddenly couldn’t feel the rush of his masculine body any longer, I gasped out loud. He was doing nothing more than jerking his shirt off by the back, like any rugged he-man would do when they were oh-so hot.

And dear God, he was.

I’d heard the term six-pack abs before but the few men I’d dated over the years were far more interested in academics than honing their most valuable asset. The term ‘hubba, hubba’ came to mind but I dared not say it out loud. I also did what I could to keep from giggling like some infatuated schoolgirl who’d caught a glimpse of the football captain fresh from the locker room shower.

But it was hard not to gawk given his carved physique. The dominating man only gave me a few seconds to bask in his glory before gingerly lowering my bra straps down both arms. The near panic attack caught me by surprise, my chest rising and falling and feeling as if I was being suffocated.

I’d worked so long and hard to overcome the effect James Jones had had on me that tonight was going to alter the spiral I’d been on. To break the psycho’s hold, I placed my palms against Kage’s chest, kneading his muscles. The way a smile slid across his face was incredible, but there was no doubt what he was thinking about and I wanted nothing more than for him to unwrap me like a gift.

He acted as if that’s what he had planned, his eyes darting from my eyes to the swell of my breasts as he finally lowered the purple lace down both. My nipples were already hard but as soon as the air hit them, I was thrown into uttering a strangled moan.

“So beautiful,” he whispered, which reminded me I wasn’t certain how long it had been since I’d heard that.

He cupped both breasts, flicking his thumbs back and forth across my hardened buds at the same time using the same perfect rhythm. I couldn’t help but think there was nothing this man couldn’t do if he set his mind to it.

It was ridiculous for me to be thinking that as he was lowering his head, swirling the tip of his tongue around one nipple while he pinched the other. The combination of pain and pleasure was everything I’d heard it could be, maybe more so. I slapped one hand over my head against the wall, blinking several times. When I was finally able to focus, I noticed Max was staring up at the two of us intently, not moving. Not barking or whining. And certainly not growling.

When he noticed I was paying attention, he finally lowered his head, the good baby guarding the front door that remained unlocked. A huge no-no whether I was in or out of the house. I didn’t go on the deck without ensuring the other doors and windows were locked because that’s how he’d gotten in.

With ease.

He’d watched me from inside my own house for hours and I hadn’t been aware he’d been hiding, waiting until I turned the lights out. Then my life had turned from the amazing one I’d enjoyed to being a life of sheer hell.

Shaken from the thought, I did what I could to break the ugliness, crawling my fingers down Kage’s chest. He was too large of a man, his torso ungodly and it was impossible to even whisk my finger across the prize. He shifted to my other nipple, sucking and biting down until I cried out from the delirious vibrations ripped with electricity.

Holy cow, the man’s mouth was hot as fire, boosting my arousal to an insane point. I was lost in the moment, desperately trying one last time to touch the huge bulge between his legs.

No could do.

His laugh was deep, dark, and sensual just like his voice. He took that moment to slide both arms around me, unfastening my bra. He was clearly an expert at undressing a woman, removing my lacy lingerie without any issue. He even teased me by holding it out to the side, swinging it back and forth.

That finally got a woofing sound from Max and I laughed nervously.

“He’s unsure about this,” I breathed.

“As long as you’re sure.”

“I’m just… I’m not good at this.”

“Mmmm… Let me be the judge of that.” He spun me around so fast I issued another nervous laugh.

He was such a rough and tumble kind of guy. That was easy to tell by his big truck that had every gizmo on the dashboard and console. But even with his dominating touch, his determination to make me his if only for this one time, I felt safe and secure. And his touch was as tender as I needed.

“All mine, baby girl. How does that make you feel?” He lifted one arm over my head then the other, daring me to defy him.

Which I didn’t want to do.

“Like a princess.”

“I guess that makes me the beast.”

I liked the sound of that, the need for the man now spiraling out of control. I was breathless as he raked a single finger down my spine. When he reached the small of my back just above the waistband of my jeans, I was shivering more than I had before. Partially from excitement and partially from apprehension. I was forced to suck in and hold my breath as he slipped two fingers underneath, rolling them toward the front until he reached my button and zipper.

The moan escaping my mouth was ragged, the rapid thudding of my heart keeping me on edge. It wasn’t fear he would hurt me. He wasn’t that kind of man. I was simply certain I’d freak at the wrong time.

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