Page 63 of Devlin

She smiled. "No, but I think you're incredibly hot, and I'd really like to see what's under those clothes."

"Right back at you. I guess you should come in."

"Oh, I amdefinitely coming in." She gripped his shoulders more tightly as she stood on her tiptoes, pressing her mouth against his.

He let her take the lead, loving the mix of shyness and boldness in her kiss.

But she was going too slow, and his desire was sending the blood roaring through his veins. When she let out a sigh of pleasure, it completely undid him.

He pulled her into hisapartment and backed her up against the wall, kissing her with a hunger that had been building inside him for days. Her mouth was so sexy, so sweet, but he wanted more. He pulled her hair to one side, as he slid his lips down the side of her neck, eliciting more murmurs of pleasure, and he felt the same joy as he ran his hands over her soft curves. But he couldn't take Hannah against the wall.He wanted a bed. He wanted soft pillows underneath her head. He wanted to take his time, touch and taste every inch of her.

"Bedroom," he somehow managed to get out. He grabbed her hand, pulling her across the room. Only it took too long, and he had to steal a kiss in the hallway and another as they entered the room. She laughed as they bumped into the dresser.

"Don't kill me onthe way, Devlin."

He grinned. "If I don't get you out of that dress soon, I'm going to die."

"We don't want that."

She turned around, and he gripped her zipper with a greedy hand, pulling it down to her lower back, touching his lips to her spine and then spinning her back around.

She stepped out of her dress, and it pooled on the floor. As she stood in front of himin a lacy white bra and lavender panties, his body went hard. She then took off her bra and tossed it onto his shoulder, and he couldn't look anywhere else but her soft full breasts.

He cupped her breasts with his hands and then lowered his head, tasting one pink nipple and then the other.

"Oh, God, now I'm going to die," she said breathlessly. "You're torturing me."

"Noteven close," he said, lifting his gaze back to hers. "I have lots of fun in store for you." He laughed as her blue eyes blazed with fire. "I can see you like that idea."

"Very much." She gave him a cheeky smile. "But first, let's see what's under your shirt." Her fingers ripped apart his buttons with impatience and desire.

He then shrugged the shirt off, appreciating the look ofpleasure in her eyes.

"Wow," she murmured. "Tan, fit, abs to die for, sexy as hell. How did I get this lucky?"

"I'm the lucky one." He pulled her against him and kissed her once more, slipping his tongue past her parted lips, as her breasts brushed his chest. They kissed for long minutes as desire spun them around and around, until he felt trapped in the web that was Hannah.

And then her hand was on the snap of his jeans, and he sucked in a quick breath, as he pulled his mouth from hers. He stepped back and took off his jeans and briefs. Then he helped her slide her panties down her curvy hips. With her beautiful naked body in front of him, he fell to his knees, his hands on her waist, his mouth on her hot core.

She murmured his name, running her hands throughhis hair. He could feel her tremble, and he wanted to take her as high as she'd ever been. He touched her and tasted her until she gasped for pleasure and collapsed against him. Then he picked her up and took her to the bed, gently placing her on the mattress. Reaching into his nightstand, he pulled out a condom.

She smiled. "Glad you remembered that. I actually did bring one, but I haveno idea where it is right now."

"Don't worry, I have plenty."

"You're confident."

"Oh, I am."

She helped him put on the condom with fumbling and endearing fingers and then fell back against the pillows, pulling him on top of her. "I want you, Devlin."

"Not as much as I want you," he returned, feeling an overwhelming wave of desire and need.

He didn't knowwhat tomorrow would bring, but tonight was theirs, and he was going to make it a night to remember.

Hannah slipped out of bed early Sunday morning, taking one lastlook at Devlin's handsome form before she left. He was sprawled on his stomach, his hair tousled from her hands and from sleep, a shadow of beard on his jaw, the sheet barely covering his very fine ass.

The knot in her stomach tightened as memories of their night together ran through her. She wanted to crawl back into bed and snuggle up next to him. She wanted to touch him and kiss himagain, making love the way they had two times already.

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