Page 27 of Micah

She let out a little squeal when he pushed her to her back and laid over her, keeping his weight off her with his elbows. He lowered his head and kissed her softly.

She moaned. “Kiss me more, please. I love how you kiss.”

“Whatever you want,” he whispered against her lips, before taking them in a deep kiss.

She moaned again. Oh yes, the man could kiss.

When his tongue entered her mouth, she sucked on it, making him groan. She loved that she could do that to him. He took her hands in his and raised them above her head, holding them with one hand while his other hand ran down over her breast, and rubbed her nipple with the pad of his thumb until it stiffened into a peak. He lifted his lips from hers and kissed his way down her chin, to her neck, and then to her breast. He was driving her insane. His tongue moved over her breast, but he stayed away from the nipple. She wiggled her hands to be free and couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped her throat. When she felt him grin against her breast, she growled.

“You want something, sweetheart?”

He let her hands go.

“Damn you, Micah Turner,” she muttered, making him laugh.

“I’ll get there when I get there. Just relax.”

“You are so dead, Agent Turner. You’ll get yours.”

Micah laughed. “Can’t wait. Now, hush.”

He ran his tongue around her breast and slowly moved it to her nipple.

Patsy groaned and pulled his hair. “Please,” she begged.

She was past the point of trying to be strong and not give in to begging. He had her right where he wanted her and if she were honest, right where she wanted to be.

She heard him chuckle right before his tongue rolled around her nipple. She gasped in a deep breath when he put his teeth around it and tugged on it, then sucked it into his mouth and pulled on it hard. Patsy fisted her hands in his hair to pull him tighter to her. When he pulled back and blew on it, she moaned long and low. He moved across her chest and paid her other breast the same attention.

God!She was dying.

Micah kissed his way down her stomach to her strip of curls. He teased her there by kissing her inner thighs and down to her knees then back up. When his tongue flicked at her clitoris, she almost jumped off the bed. He pushed her legs apart and moved his tongue up and down her wet, hot slit.

“You’re getting wetter, Patsy. You like what I’m doing?”

“Oh, God. Yes. Yes, I do. Don’t stop.”

“I won’t. At least, not yet.”

His tongue moved against her clitoris as he inserted, first one then another fingerinside her and moved them in and out of her. Patsy moved her hips up and down meeting his hand.

“You’re close,” he whispered.

It threw her over the edge. She screamed out his name.Actually screamed!That she had made her laugh as he moved up her body then she could feel him grinning against her lips. She could taste herself there and she threw her arms around his neck and gave him a quick kiss.

“Good?”

“Oh, dear God. That was fantastic.” She gulped in deep breaths.

Micah reached into the nightstand then she heard him rip open a packet. She glanced down to see him sheath himself then she looked up into his eyes.

“We’re not done yet, sweetheart,” he said as he inched into her.

She moaned when he filled her. Who knew this hot, sexy FBI agent could turn her on so much? She wrapped her legs around his waist, ran her hands down his back to his ass, and dug her nails into him and pulled at him.

“You are one impatient woman, Patsy,” he said with a laugh.

“Only for this. Come on.” She bucked her hips up.

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