Page 28 of Dark Awakening

The towel grazing my skin is softly removed, leaving me bare and vulnerable to his passionate gaze. He leans back, admiring my curves, his gaze blazing and voice husky as he rasps, “Goddamn, you’re so fucking beautiful.”

I moan as his words sink into my skin. Hot arousal floods my core as his lips travel to my earlobe, sending intense shock waves down my spine. His gentle licks and nibbles make me quiver with pleasure. My nipples ache for more, begging to be touched by him while I’m trembling from the electrifying energy between us.

“Do you feel it, too?” he purrs huskily in my ear.

His muscular body presses against me, hard and unyielding, trapping me against the wall. As his hips pin mine, I can feel his rock-hard desire demanding satisfaction, and my resistance crumbles. Despite myself, I crave the dangerous exhilaration of giving in to him completely.

His robust features fill my vision as he brings his face tantalizingly close. The heat of his breath caresses my lips as I stand paralyzed, my heart racing with fearful anticipation. I know I should keep fighting, but my body has other desires, an aching need I can no longer silence.

“Please…please,” I plead, desperate for him to understand.

He stops and leans away from me, leaving a chill in the air where his warmth was once present.

He stares down at me. “Please, what?”

His voice is rough and insistent. I’m dumbstruck. Do I want more of his touch? For him to stay or go? My mind is at war with itself. I’m both drawn to the mystery and scared of it. He’s barged in on my home, followed me to work, and encroached on my space… but here I am, letting it all happen. Something inside of me demands his attention like a drug.

I’ve lost my mind.

Without an ounce of hesitation, his lips find my breast. His hand moves languidly, cocooning it before he latches his hungry lips to my sensitive nipple. His teeth graze and bite down, causing sparks of pain that vibrate through me as pleasure ignites in my being. The sensation is so intense I cry out spontaneously as I arch my back in response, pushing myself closer to him—begging for more.

His ironclad grip on my wrists traps me as his mouth explores my body. I want to soar, run my hands through his hair, and explore every inch of him. But all I can do is surrender with each moan that leaves my throat, which only incites a hungry growl from him.

He moves to the other breast, and I gasp as pleasure courses through me. “You keep making those delicious sounds, love, and it’s going to get even better,” he murmurs.

My head reels from his touch, and I stammer in confusion, my breath coming in short gasps. “What…what are you doing to me?” I whisper, my voice trembling.

He groans as he releases his grip on my breast, and the tension in his stare could have melted ice.

His mouth moves closer to mine until the heat of his breath is against my lips. “ Want me to stop?” he rasps.

My heart races as I feel his desire burning, hoodie framing his face like a dark halo. Before I can answer, his mouth urgently crashes onto mine, and I let out a low moan.

Our tongues entwine deeply, exploring and tasting each other with an ever-intensifying hunger. His hands reach for me greedily, squeezing and grasping my curves as our moans echo together.

The power of our kiss heightens every sensation; our bodies are pressed tightly. His tongue flicks and dances with mine, finding a passionate rhythm that has me reeling.

This kiss...it's like nothing I've experienced before. It awakens something ravenous inside me, a primal craving for more of him. I cannot help but let out pleading little moans into his mouth as the kiss deepens further still.

He swallows my gasps of pleasure, claiming me. The world falls away until only him, his delicious scent enveloping me, and his talented mouth stealing the very breath from my lungs.

I go pliant in his arms, my knees weakening, my core aching and ready. I have become liquid fire under his masterful kiss and touch, reduced to pure sensation and desire.

As his lips slant roughly over mine, again and again, I know I will never get enough of this exquisite torment. This kiss ignites an addiction deep in my cells and a gnawing need for more.

So much passion. My arousal drips down my thighs.

His hand snakes around the nape of my neck to hold me closer and, possessively, grabs a fistful of my hair, causing slight pricks to the base of my neck. With all the sensations coursing through me, I hike one of my legs around his waist and moan into his mouth. His hand instantly releases my wrists and grips my thigh with immense power to massage up and cup my ass.

He pulls away from my lips, “Dani,” he growls into my mouth. “You’re going to ruin me.”

My mind spins in shock as my body coils, not from fear but anticipation.

Who is this man?

My brain feels like it’s been put in a blender and set to high power. I can’t ignore the tingling feeling he’s giving me, something I’ve never felt before. It’s driving me mad!

Then suddenly, POOF! He disappears like magic. He’s gone like a gust of wind, leaving me just a chaotic mess of hair.

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