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physical. She’d never wanted love, but now the words rose in her throat and she had to swallow them down. Then Cade deepened the kiss, and all rational thoughts fled her mind.
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T he taste of her was driving him wild. Cade couldn’t believe it was happening at last. How many times over the past days had he cursed himself for making that promise not to touch her? Now, he felt the tension drain from her body as she went boneless in his arms.
His fangs ached with the need to taste her, but he couldn’t risk it, couldn’t let her see all he had become until she admitted her love for him. He tried not to think of it, concentrated instead on his cock, which had been hard since the moment she’ d first touched him. He’d meant to take this slowly, take her to his bed, but he knew he couldn’t wait.
His hands slid to her waist, and he lifted her out of the chair to stand before him. He stroked both hands over the swell of her bottom, down the long l ine of her legs, until they reached the hemline of her skirt. Gripping the material in his fists, he dragged it upward to expose her stocking-clad legs and naked thighs, then lifted her so she sat perched on the edge of the desk, her skirt bunched up aroun d her waist. He wrapped his fingers in the black lace of her panties, ripped them away, and breathed in the warm scent of her arousal perfuming the air.
The tenuous hold he had on his control snapped. His fingers grazed lightly over the warm wetness betwee n her thighs, parting the drenched folds of her sex, finding the swollen nub. He swiped the pad of his thumb over the sensitive flesh, and a moan of pleasure escaped her throat.
“I want you.” He parted her thighs, opening her to him, and pushed one finger inside. She convulsed around him, and he held her in place with a hand on her hips, as he withdrew, then eased inside her again, loving the feel her slick arousal. Finally, he could hold off no longer.
He straightened, flicked open the button at his waist, and lowered the zipper. His cock sprang free. Phoebe fell back so she was resting on her elbows, watching him down the line of her body as he stepped up close to her, opened her with unsteady fingers, then sank his cock into her in one hard thrust.
He was back in heaven.
She gasped, but when he made to pull back, she wrapped her legs around his waist and dragged him closer. He stood for a minute, savoring the feel of her tight muscles wrapping him.
“In all my life,” he murmured, “I have never felt anything so perfect.”
His hands moved to the curve of her hips, and he held her steady while he started to move. He closed his eyes at the exquisite drag of her tight sheath as he withdrew, pushed back inside. He pumped into her, slow at first as she accustomed he rself to him, then picking up speed, the sensations filling his mind until the whole world narrowed to the feel of his cock.
She shuddered beneath the impact of his strokes, so close now. He remembered the way she’d rub her core frantically against him, th e tightening of her inner muscles, the wildness of her eyes. He thrust once more, grinding his hips into her, and she imploded around him, screaming his name. He came with her, his head falling back as the pleasure exploded through his cock, his balls, sho oting up his spine. It seemed to go on forever, but finally he slumped down and rested his forehead against her breasts, felt her hand move to stroke the hair at the back of his neck.
Peace had eluded him for so long, and now just for a moment, a sense of calm washed over him, pulled him in, engulfed him in its warm embrace.
He straightened and slipped free of her. She appeared dazed, her eyes half-closed, her body boneless. Picking her up, he held her close as he carried her through the door at the back of his office into his private quarters. He sat on the edge of the bed, propped her between his thighs, holding her steady when she swayed, and stripped off the rest of her clothes. Then
***
T he taste of her was driving him wild. Cade couldn’t believe it was happening at last. How many times over the past days had he cursed himself for making that promise not to touch her? Now, he felt the tension drain from her body as she went boneless in his arms.
His fangs ached with the need to taste her, but he couldn’t risk it, couldn’t let her see all he had become until she admitted her love for him. He tried not to think of it, concentrated instead on his cock, which had been hard since the moment she’ d first touched him. He’d meant to take this slowly, take her to his bed, but he knew he couldn’t wait.
His hands slid to her waist, and he lifted her out of the chair to stand before him. He stroked both hands over the swell of her bottom, down the long l ine of her legs, until they reached the hemline of her skirt. Gripping the material in his fists, he dragged it upward to expose her stocking-clad legs and naked thighs, then lifted her so she sat perched on the edge of the desk, her skirt bunched up aroun d her waist. He wrapped his fingers in the black lace of her panties, ripped them away, and breathed in the warm scent of her arousal perfuming the air.
The tenuous hold he had on his control snapped. His fingers grazed lightly over the warm wetness betwee n her thighs, parting the drenched folds of her sex, finding the swollen nub. He swiped the pad of his thumb over the sensitive flesh, and a moan of pleasure escaped her throat.
“I want you.” He parted her thighs, opening her to him, and pushed one finger inside. She convulsed around him, and he held her in place with a hand on her hips, as he withdrew, then eased inside her again, loving the feel her slick arousal. Finally, he could hold off no longer.
He straightened, flicked open the button at his waist, and lowered the zipper. His cock sprang free. Phoebe fell back so she was resting on her elbows, watching him down the line of her body as he stepped up close to her, opened her with unsteady fingers, then sank his cock into her in one hard thrust.
He was back in heaven.
She gasped, but when he made to pull back, she wrapped her legs around his waist and dragged him closer. He stood for a minute, savoring the feel of her tight muscles wrapping him.
“In all my life,” he murmured, “I have never felt anything so perfect.”
His hands moved to the curve of her hips, and he held her steady while he started to move. He closed his eyes at the exquisite drag of her tight sheath as he withdrew, pushed back inside. He pumped into her, slow at first as she accustomed he rself to him, then picking up speed, the sensations filling his mind until the whole world narrowed to the feel of his cock.
She shuddered beneath the impact of his strokes, so close now. He remembered the way she’d rub her core frantically against him, th e tightening of her inner muscles, the wildness of her eyes. He thrust once more, grinding his hips into her, and she imploded around him, screaming his name. He came with her, his head falling back as the pleasure exploded through his cock, his balls, sho oting up his spine. It seemed to go on forever, but finally he slumped down and rested his forehead against her breasts, felt her hand move to stroke the hair at the back of his neck.
Peace had eluded him for so long, and now just for a moment, a sense of calm washed over him, pulled him in, engulfed him in its warm embrace.
He straightened and slipped free of her. She appeared dazed, her eyes half-closed, her body boneless. Picking her up, he held her close as he carried her through the door at the back of his office into his private quarters. He sat on the edge of the bed, propped her between his thighs, holding her steady when she swayed, and stripped off the rest of her clothes. Then
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