Page 108 of Love Bites Extra Hard

And I had never come out and said exactly how I felt about it.

Releasing my lip from between my teeth, I went up on my tiptoes and kissed him. Lightly. Sweetly.

He kissed me back, but he was practically radiating confusion.

“You saved my life, Talon,” I said softly, as I pulled away from him. “You brought me here, to a place that feels like home. You make me feel good, and safe, and sexy. The feelings I have for you are ridiculously strong, and I’m not going anywhere. We’re fated mates. You’re it for me, as much as I’m it for you.”

Emotion stormed in his dark eyes, and he kissed me again.

Harder.

I let him have his way with my mouth for a minute, but when he started to turn me around, I stopped him with a hand to his chest.

Before he could ask me what I was doing, I unbuttoned his jeans.

His chest rumbled, low and dangerous.

I pulled his cock free, and kissed his lips again as I stroked him slowly.

He groaned roughly

I released him long enough to peel my top over my head and unbuckle my bra. Both hit the floor, and he growled at the sight of me. The man was absolutely obsessed with my tits.

I lifted my hand to his mouth, and he licked my palm slowly, wetting my skin so I could touch him. When I wrapped my fingers around his cock again and stroked him with the slickness, his groan was raw.

Tortured.

His hips jerked.

His head fell back against the door.

He’d focused on pleasuring me before, but I had never taken the time to do the same for him. And it was long overdue.

I stroked him slowly, twisting my hand at the tip of his cock.

The snarl that escaped him made me wet between my thighs. He must’ve smelled my desire, because he reached for the waistband of my leggings.

I smacked his hand away.

He growled at me again, but when he opened his eyes, they were blazing with lust. I recognized the look well enough not to need my magic’s help with translation.

“If you’re not going to let me touch you, touch yourself.” His voice strained.

“No, Talon. This is about you.”

His eyes slammed shut again. The slickness of his pleasure mixed with his saliva, helping my hand glide over his cock smoothly.

“I want you on my mouth afterward,” he gritted out.

“Just watch me touch you, Tal.”

He forced his eyes open, and watched with a dark, hooded expression as I stroked him again, and again.

I twisted my hand around his head once more, and he swore viciously, hips jerking.

“Stop.” He grabbed my hand and held it still. His cock throbbed even harder than before as he fought against the need to release.

My lips curved upward.

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