Page 47 of Trust No One

“God, yes,” she said.

He smiled against her chest. “Your wish is my command,” he murmured.

But instead of unhooking her bra, he peppered her chest with tiny kisses. Tugged on her nipples, with the bra as a barrier. Finally, Mel reached up and unhooked the bra, letting it fall down her arms.

Dev groaned against her chest. Reached up and kissed her deeply, his tongue dancing with hers, stroking and teasing.

Mel grabbed his sweatshirt and ripped it over his head. Did the same with the tee shirt he wore beneath it. Then she pressed her breasts against the fine hairs on his chest. Moaned when they tickled her nipples.

“You’re making it damn hard to go slow,” Dev said as he reached for the button on her jeans. Moments later, he tugged them down her legs and the jeans dropped to the floor. He bent to pull them off, then lifted her onto his bed after pulling back the duvet.

He knelt on the bed beside her, staring down at her lavender underwear, a lacy concoction that matched the bra now somewhere on the floor. She had a lot of underwear this color – it was Dev’s favorite.

If that made her pathetic, so be it.

Dev sucked in a breath as he ran a finger along her center. Her hips bucked off the bed, and he leaned down to press a kiss where his finger had just been.

She tugged at his jeans. “Off,” she said. “Now.” She pulled a couple of times, and when they didn’t budge, demanded, “Right now.”

His hands shook as he unbuttoned, then unzipped his jeans. Without taking his eyes off her, he yanked them down his legs, then pulled out his wallet and kicked the jeans to the floor. Still holding the wallet, he crawled back to her, wearing nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs that highlighted his heavy erection.

Bending to kiss her, he reached over and fumbled in his wallet until he pulled out a condom. He struggled to open it, but his hands were shaking too badly. So Mel took it out of his hands.

She opened the packet, removed the condom then slid it down his length. He replaced her hand with his, sliding it down his hard length once, then again. Then he reached for her underwear.

After tugging it off, he wedged his shoulders between her thighs and began licking her. Tasting her. Sucking on her. She shifted on the bed, trying to get closer to him. She shoved her fingers through the silk of his hair, holding him against her. She wanted this to go on forever. But she trembled as her climax built.

Dev knew her too well, and she felt him smile against her. “Come for me, Mel,” he murmured against her, and the vibrations of his voice made her moan. He licked her one more time, and she went flying. “Dev,” she cried. “Dev.”

He covered her mouth with his, kissing her deeply. Tasting her as if he couldn’t get enough of her. And as her tremors went on and on, he slid inside of her.

He moved slowly, filling her completely. Stretching her. As he began to move, his hands shook where he held her. The rough groans from his mouth made her shiver. Heat boiled inside her. Another climax built inside her, until she was barely hanging on.

“Oh, God, Mel,” he said. “You feel amazing. I don’t know if I can wait.” He reached between them and stroked her clit, and she moaned as she teetered on the edge of another orgasm.

Wrapping her legs around Dev as he moved inside her, she tightened her grip as she felt the first flutters of release. When she couldn’t hold it off any longer, she clutched him tightly. Flew over the edge, holding onto Dev and breathing in his scent. Crying out his name. Imprinting every inch of his body on hers.

He thrust into her several more times, then shuddered. Wrapped his arms around her and flipped them, so she was laying on top of him.

Mel curled her arms around him and buried her face in Dev’s neck. She pressed kisses to the damp skin beneath his ear, smiling when he shivered. Dev stroked his hand down her back, over and over.

She sprawled on top of him, boneless. She wasn’t sure she’d be able to move even if someone burst into the room.

“God, Dev,” she murmured, tugging his earlobe into her mouth and sucking for a moment. “That was amazing.”

“For me, too,” he whispered. He turned his head and kissed her, his mouth lingering on hers. Finally, Mel tucked her head into his neck and held onto him as every muscle in her body relaxed. But she didn’t fall asleep. She wanted to savor every moment she had with her body plastered against Dev’s.

Finally she lifted her head and stared down at him. Smiling, he opened his eyes. Traced one finger over her lips, lifted to kiss her, then let his head drop to the pillow, never taking his eyes off her.

She touched a scar on his shoulder, moved her finger over the smooth skin. “This is new,” she said, her voice a little hoarse.

He shrugged one shoulder. “A little disagreement in Afghanistan. Effing Taliban wanted me to die. I had other plans.”

She pressed her mouth to the scar. Ran her tongue over the surface. “I don’t like it when you get new scars.”

“Haven’t gotten any new ones since I left Afghanistan,” he said.

“Let’s keep it that way,” Mel murmured.

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