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He tasted amazing, and she couldn’t get enough of him.His hands skimmed over her torso, brushing over the tank she’d put on when she’d thought she would be getting something done today.Something more than getting dick for the first time in longer than she cared to admit.Or at least the first dick in a while that wasn’t silicone.
When his hand slid up her back and he buried his fingers in the hair at the base of her skull she thought he would tilt her head into a better angle, or maybe he wanted to deepen the kiss.But when he tightened his grip and tugged, a low groan tore itself from her throat and she couldn’t help the way her body relaxed against his, until she had no doubt it looked like she’d melted against him.
He continued to ravage her mouth until Ronnie was limp and needy against him.She didn’t care about anything but this.Him.His touch and how he made her feel.
When he pulled back, she gazed up at him a moment, her eyes refusing to focus at first.
“Why’d you stop?”
“Cause I’m not fucking you for the first time on this couch, firecracker.Come on.”He tightened his arms under her ass and stood.Ronnie squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck.The last thing she wanted right now was to land on her ass on the floor.
“Where are we going?”It took everything she had to keep her voice from squeaking in panic as she tried to keep from slipping.
“To your bedroom.I’m going to lay you down and do this right.”
In the bedroom, Ronnie looked around, trying to see it as if it were the first time.She wished for a moment that she’d made the bed, but before she had a chance to say so, he’d dropped her on the soft surface, and watched as she bounced once.
Ronnie lay staring up at him, wishing he would put his hands back on her.When he touched her, she didn’t think about other things, she didn’t do things like worry about if the room was clean or if the bed was made.
Demon reached one hand behind his head and tugged his t-shirt off, dropping it to the floor then leaned over her.
“Your turn.”He reached for her, one hand starting at her waist and sliding up under her tank, bunching the snug, stretchy fabric as he went.He bent and trailed his mouth along her skin as he revealed it, pausing when he reached her bra to skim over it and pull the top off over her head.
Tossing her shirt aside, he turned his attention to her bra.She wished for a moment she’d put on something sexy instead of the utilitarian, comfortable style she wore every day to work.They weren’t pretty, but they kept the girls in place and out of the way of her gear while she worked.
She reached up to remove her bra, but Demon captured her hands and moved them to her sides.
“I’ve got this.”He looked up and met her gaze.“I want to unwrap this present all on my own.”
“Present?”A swarm of butterflies seemed to have taken up residence in her tummy.
“Yeah, firecracker, I’m about ninety-eight percent sure that you’re the universe’s gift to me.I’m still trying to figure out what I did to deserve you, and what I’ll have to do to convince you to stay.But that’s not going to stop me from enjoying every minute I’ve got.”He dropped his eyes to where his hands were making short work of the hooks along the front of her bra.When he got the last one undone, he peeled the sides back and let her boobs fall out of the cups.
“Perfect.”The single word was barely more than a whisper as he leaned close and flicked one puckered tip with his tongue.
Ronnie arched her back, her body aching for more.She wanted his hands on her, his mouth on her.She wanted all she could get, and it looked like he was more than willing to give her what she wanted.
“Impatient, firecracker?”he asked as he finished pulling her bra off and tossed it away.
“I can’t wait.”She reached for him, but he easily captured her hands.He brought both hands together until he could hold them in one of his, then he lifted them over her head as he eased her back against the mattress.
“Keep them up here.”
His voice had somehow gone even deeper, and moisture flooded her panties.She wanted to ask, ‘or what?’But not enough to risk him stopping what he was doing to her.Maybe she would ask later.Maybe she’d find out a different way.
Demon’s hands skimmed down her arms, then along her torso.Everywhere he touched seemed to sensitize her nerves until she felt everything.Every touch, every caress, every thought of where he might touch her next.
It didn’t take long before the world seemed to fade away and all that mattered, all that existed for her, was the two of them.He captured one nipple in his mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder.
“More,” Ronnie gasped, arching her back and pressing closer, wanting more.“Teeth, use your teeth.”
He did.
She reached up, reaching for something, anything to hold on to, to keep her hands where he wanted.She didn’t want to do anything to make him stop touching her.If he could do this without ever touching her below the waist, she couldn’t wait to find out how he could make her feel once he got all her clothes off.
She didn’t have to wait long.He licked and nipped his way down her body, stopping only when he reached the waistband of her pants.
“Here.”She released the bottom of the headboard where she’d managed to find a place to hold, and went to open her pants, as the last guy she’d slept with hadn’t been able to figure them out.One glance up her body, Demon’s gaze met hers.
