Page 59 of Tender Blackguard

Her gasp of shock and pleasure was claimed by his mouth. His wicked, ravenous, delicious mouth.

He grasped her buttocks in both hands. Strong fingers dug into her flesh as he tilted her pelvis toward him to better receive a rolling thrust of his hips.

She caught her bottom lip between her teeth, biting hard to hold back her moan.

A wicked light flared in the crystalline blue of his gaze as he rocked against her again.

Her lashes fluttered as a deep, tingling heat began in her core. A tingling that swirled outward to her fingers and toes.

Pleasure. But not enough.

A sound like a plea rose in her throat. Squeezing her eyes tightly closed, she held it back. Barely. She never would have thought she’d be brought to a point of begging. Not by anyone. But she’d never imagined a man with icy fire in his eyes and magic in his touch.

His hands tightened on her rear as he lowered his head beside hers.

“Stop me,” he demanded in a fierce whisper.

“I won’t.”

“Hate me.”

“I can’t,” she gasped as she turned her head to find his mouth with her own.

Chapter Twenty

Her lips tasted of truth and passion. She was the embodiment of every fantasy he’d ever had. She was all fire and fearlessness. Seduction itself.

And he was lost.

Lost in the scent of her skin, the sound of her shallow, gasping breaths, the feel of her body moving against him. Needful. She clutched at him. His hair, his coat. Anywhere she could grasp.

Though he reveled in the warmth between her thighs, he raged against the many layers of clothing still between them. And he could suddenly think of nothing he needed more than to feel her heated skin sliding against his.

With a growl of frustration and a kind of animalistic need he’d never experienced, he shifted his hold on her, lowering her feet back to the floor. His body rebelled at the loss of intimate contact, and he stood there for a moment, pressing her to the wall as he kissed her deep and long. When he felt he had proper control again, he broke from the kiss and lifted his head.

The grip of her hands around the back of his neck tightened as her eyes fluttered open. A shadow of confusion fell over the swirling gray depths but did nothing to conceal her desire, so bright and beautiful.

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