Page 206 of Under an Endless Moon

I stalked for her, taking a deep pull from the bottle of whiskey as I approached. I swiped my mouth with the back of my hand as I kept erasing the space between us.

Those eyes raked over me.

Needy and hungry.

Energy lashed.

Whips of greed that scourged across my overheated body.

With the bottle still in one hand, I looped an arm around her waist and hoisted her up, and she wrapped those toned legs around my waist.

I carried her two steps to the long table that sat in the middle of the room and propped her on the edge, never stepping out of the sanctuary of those thighs as I tipped the bottle back to her mouth.

She took a long swig, gasping at the burn.

But I didn’t think it was the alcohol that had us intoxicated.

It was this.

Us.

This chaos that bound.

“Raven.” Her name was praise as I set the bottle aside and fisted the fall of her hair up in my hand. I angled her head so I could kiss along her neck. “Sweet fuckin’ Raven.”

Though the woman didn’t look so sweet right then.

So goddamn fierce and powerful in that skirt.

“So fuckin’ beautiful, I can’t see. Blinded by you.”

A charge flashed through the room.

Sharp nails dragged down my chest. “You’ve always been the one I’ve seen, Otto. The one I needed. The one I loved.”

“I’m right here, honey, and I’m not goin’ anywhere.”

I shifted so I could capture her mouth.

In an instant, a fire lit. Our kisses frantic and crazed as we struggled to possess the other.

Tongues and lips and teeth.

Hands gripping and seeking.

Flames erupted, a fire that’d been smoldering all night.

An inferno that consumed.

I jerked her closer to the edge of the table as she yanked at the button of my jeans. She had me free as I was pulling the slip of lace covering her pussy aside.

I drove inside her.

So damned deep.

Pleasure ricocheted through every cell of my body, no better feeling in the world than my dick buried in the throbbing clutch of her cunt.

So fuckin’ tight a rush of dizziness spun through my head.

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