Page 20 of Playboy

Ah, fuck it. I clasp my hands at his nape and pull myself closer. “You want a kiss to remember, Baby Hall? Remember this.”

I press my mouth to his. At first it’s just a brush of our lips. He stiffens, as if surprised I’ve actually given in, but in the space of a heartbeat, he’s cuffed my neck, holding me in place. And then he feasts. He licks at my lips the same way he licked that peach. His mouth is sweet, his lips soft, as he plunders like a pirate who’s finally found the treasure he’s been searching for. He’s greedy and determined, taking all he can from me, leaving no crumbs.

Of their own accord, my hips grind over his. “Yes,” I pant as I pull back and watch the way my pelvis rolls.

“You like that?” He matches my movements, providing the exact amount of pressure I need.

Of course he does. The man knows how to fuck. Yes. This was the right decision. I haven’t had a male-induced orgasm in areally long time. It’s depressing, really, as a romance author and woman who writes about sex.

But what’s the saying? Women who can’t do, write?

Yeah, that’s me lately.

Tonight, though, I’m going to do. And do and do until we’re both exploding.

Desire pools in my belly, and electricity runs through my veins. “Yeah, Daniel. Just like that.”

His mouth curves up in a delicious smile. “I love my name on your lips.”

I cough out a raspy laugh. “Of course you do. What kind of man doesn’t want to hear a woman say his name when she comes?”

He grips my ass and squeezes hard. “Not just any woman.You.My fucking dream come true. Do you have any idea how fucking hot you are? How many times I’ve thought of you when I jacked off?”

A shiver runs up my spine. I’m not sure if a line like that works on other women, but it certainly works on me. “Tell me more. How would you do it? Or better yet, tell me what you’d picture.”

“Your hot mouth wrapped around my cock.” His voice is like gasoline, and my body is absolutely on fire. He sucks my tongue into his mouth, and I can’t hold back the moan that rumbles up my chest and out of me. “Though I’d much prefer my mouth on your cunt right now.”

Breath catching, I pull back. “Really?”That’sgotta be a line.

Yet there’s nothing but heat and honesty in his eyes. “Tonight’s about you, dream girl. I’ve got an audition to finish.”

I shrug, not one to turn down a good time. “In the hot tub or?—”

“No, baby. I need room to work.” He stands, taking me with him, holding me easily with one arm as he throws one legover the side, then the other. There’s no hiding the strength he possesses. He may be young, but he’s easily the strongest man I’ve ever been with. I feel small, delicate, as he holds me close, protecting me from the cold. The wall of muscle I’m pressed to speaks of dedication. I run my fingers over his toned shoulders, delighting in the touch. I can’t wait to see just how dedicated to other things he can be.

With a grunt, he reaches for a towel. One hand under my ass, he shakes it out with the other and drapes it over me.

“You can put me down so you can dry off.”

Silently, he lumbers to the door and eases me onto my feet on the warm rug. Only then does he snag a second towel and quickly dry himself off.

“Let’s go to my room since you don’t have a bed,” I say with a smirk.

Chuckling, he follows me.

My room is one of those pretty ones with a four-poster bed as its focal point. The massive windows let in enough light to see where we’re going as I toss my towel and turn so I’m facing Daniel as I back toward the mattress. His gaze is hawklike as he watches me untie the string at my neck, then the one behind my back. And when I shimmy out of the bikini bottoms, he brings a fist to his mouth.

“Fuck, Han. You could give a man a heart attack with a body like that.”

Even as I roll my eyes, my chest expands. I’m not the least bit shy or modest, but it never hurts to see a man so affected. “You don’t have to keep complimenting me. I’ll fuck you either way.” I ease myself onto the bed and rest on my elbows.

With a shake of his head, he drops his towel, then shucks his swim trunks.

When I see the impressive package he’s been hiding, I can’t help but inhale a surprised breath. The piercing is incredible, butit’s so much more than that. I’d heard rumors. The idiots who play for the Bolts have mentioned more than once that Daniel has the biggest cock of them all, and they weren’t playing. The man is so fucking big I actually think he may rearrange my insides.

And damn am I looking forward to it.

Now, back to the piercing… “Is that an apadravya piercing?” I can’t hide the awe in my tone.

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