Page 111 of Reckless Dare

She saw the heated look in his eyes, but there was something else.

“You don’t have to, Ava—”

She silenced him with her lips. “But I want to,” she whispered against his mouth.

She slid her hands from his hard-muscled chest under his shirt to his well-defined abs and lower. Her hands trembled as she cupped his hard arousal in her hand.

He sucked in a harsh breath. “Fuck,” he said against her lips, his breath coming fast.

“I…want you, Abhi,” she whispered. “Don’t make me stop.” It was half a plea and half order.

He froze for a moment. And then as though her demand cracked through his resolve, he let out a rough growl before pulling her to him. She let out a gasp when he swept her feet off her feet and carried her down the hallway towards the bedrooms.

Her heart pounded and she was ready for him. She wanted him badly. Raising her head, she kissed him under his jaw, licking the hair-roughened skin and biting into it. Another rough growl escaped him as he hurried towards the bedroom. She barely registered the large room when he placed her on the wide expanse of the bed on top of a soft mattress. She got up and knelt on top of the bed.

All of her focus was on him—her tormentor. The only guy she ever desired and wanted even when she hated him.

The moment stood still as they stared at each other. It was as though they were recalling all the moments since their first meeting until the one that led to this. Desire blazed in his eyes along with something else that quivered her stomach.

Stepping closer, he cupped her face in his palm. “I want you more than anything,” he said in a deep, passion-roughened tone.

Licking her dry lips, she let out a trembling smile. “Me too,” she said before reaching for the hem of his shirt.

She dragged it up until she could see his bare torso. Letting out a soft gasp of awe, she ran her fingers over his warm skin. He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands as though controlling himself from touching her.

She liked that he was allowing her to explore him. Leaning forward, she placed a kiss over his thumping heart.

“You are so beautiful,” she said.

His eyes flashed. And even with his passion-darkened expression, there was slight amusement. “Isn’t that what I’m supposed to say to you?” he asked.

She blushed. He had called her beautiful many times when he kissed her and explored her and drove her crazy. But now, she wanted to do the same.

The small amusement disappeared from his face and he sucked in a harsh breath when she reached for his rugby shorts. Her fingers trembled so hard that they became clumsy.

“Help me,” she said.

With his dark eyes flashing, he did. He pushed down his rugby shorts and stood boldly naked.

She let out a gasp. He was huge and intimidating. He was stunningly beautiful, his body resembling a Greek statue.

Her hands trembled harder wanting to touch him and explore him. Once again, she leaned forward and pressed her mouth against the warmth of his skin. This time, she kissed his hard stomach. A violent shudder passed through him as her lips moved over his slightly hair-roughened skin. Using the tip of her tongue, she tasted and reveled in the texture.

He tightened his fists next to his hips when she moved even lower. And then, with her heart racing in anticipation, she held his hard arousal with her shaky hands before kissing him intimately.

He let out a deep groan.

She continued to kiss him, fascinated by the taste and smooth texture of him. Just when she took him into her mouth, she felt him grip the back of her head to pull her away.

“Fuck, Ava. You are going to make me lose it.”

She opened her mouth to tell him that was her intention. But she gasped when he pushed her back on the bed and covered her body with his. A hot, unknown sensation sizzled through her when his hard arousal brushed against her stomach.

His mouth met hers in a deep, passionate kiss. She was so lost in it that when he parted his mouth from hers, she realized he had taken off her clothes. Her chest rose and fell as though she had been running hard. And she moaned when his hair-roughened skin brushed against her soft one when he kissed her again.

His mouth once again left a blaze of fire when he kissed her neck, and then moved to her breasts. A cry of pleasure escaped her when he sucked the tip of her breasts hard. She gripped his hair when he continued with his passionate assault moving to her other breast before going lower to her trembling stomach.

Along with hot pleasure, strange emptiness began to build inside that begged to be filled. Her body began to trash impatiently.

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