Page 132 of Kiss of Fire

“I like these,” he murmured. “They are said to be an erogenous zone for elven. Does this feel…?”

“God, yes. Don’t stop.”

He chuckled into her ear, sending her pulse rocketing.

“I think we need to lie down. I am going to take you somewhere. A special place.”

“As long as it’s close,” she said breathlessly.

She kissed his throat as they flew, her hands roaming the muscles of his back. She wondered what it would be like to feel them flex as he thrust into her. The thought made her hot with longing.

She kept her legs around his waist, enjoying the sensation of his arousal pushing against her. She tried to keep from grinding her hips but the temptation was too much. The friction sent little bolts of pleasure between her thighs.

Her movements were making it hard for him to concentrate. They reached the grassy plateau and he landed clumsily, falling onto his back to take the brunt. She lay on top of him, winded and laughing.

“What kind of landing was that?”

“That’s what happens when you distract me, halfling,” he growled. He rolled her so she was beneath him and kissed her. He was aware he was almost devouring her in his urgency and forced himself to slow down.

He nuzzled her neck, sucking gently at the flesh above her pulse before trailing to her collar bone. She caught her breath as he pressed his lips to her bare flesh, delighting in the smooth warmth of her skin.

He slipped the straps from her shoulders, glad there were no buttons or ties to slow him down, and pushed the dress to her waist.

He stopped for a moment to take in her beauty. She lay in his arms, shy under his gaze but making no attempt to cover herself up.

He took a breast in his hand and stroked it, watching her eyes dilate in pleasure. When he lowered his mouth to a hard little nipple, she arched against him eagerly. He sucked on the sensitive tip, lashing it with his tongue before moving to the other one.

Each touch seemed to connect directly with the ache between her legs. She held his head, urging him to suck harder.

He slid the dress from her entirely and threw it to one side, catching his breath when he realised she was naked underneath. Naked for him.

He kissed his way down her body, trailing his lips over the smooth curve of her stomach, moving lower towards her hips. She was desperate for him to taste her again, to feel his mouth at the very centre of her. But she stopped him.

“Not yet,” she said breathlessly. “I want to see you first.”

She pushed him onto his back and straddled him possessively. He made to put his hands on her waist and she pinned them to either side of his head. He acquiesced and lay still as she pressed her lips to his neck.

She breathed in his scent, his warmth. He filled her senses as she kissed her way down his chest. She flicked her tongue against his nipple, curious to know if it affected him the way it affected her. He inhaled sharply and she smiled as she bit down gently.

His hardness was pushing insistently against her but Shade hadn’t yet divested himself of his clothing. She moved downwards, running her tongue across his abdominal muscles, feeling them contract beneath her feather touch. He was breathing hard by the time she got to his waistband.

“May I undress?” he asked hoarsely. She realised he was asking permission because he wanted to go at her pace. Her heart swelled.

“Yes,” she whispered.

Shadows melted away from his lower half, leaving him naked. Just as he had done, she simply stared for a few moments, drinking him in.

He’s beautiful. And huge. That’ll never… dear God.

Tentatively, she took him in her hand. She stroked the rigid length of him, becoming more confident when he groaned. Impulsively, she bent to kiss it.

“You do not have to do that,” he said, his voice ragged.

“I want to.”

She kissed it again, then swirled her tongue around the tip. He gasped, the sensation sending an electric current through his whole body. He touched the back of her head, hardly believing this was happening.

“Is this okay?” she asked.

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